Ancient Gods

As Duan Chenxiang made his move, the sword in his hand was also activated instantly. Under the infusion of the strong true energy, the sword emitted a strange blood light.

As Mo Yang had guessed before, a terrifying murderous intent suddenly spread out, as if a bloodthirsty demon had awakened from his slumber.

The Saint of Yao Chi formed a seal with both hands, and one of her slender jade hands was slightly raised, and the seal suddenly enveloped the front.

"Boom..."

But the next scene made her face change. Although this seal seemed to be formed casually, it was actually not that simple. It was extremely powerful and was a treasure technique in the Yao Chi Holy Land.

However, it was directly split by the strange sword light, like a piece of paper, and was instantly cut in half.

Although she had already seen that the sword in Duan Chenxiang's hand was unusual, she didn't expect it to be so weird.

The light on the sword was not dazzling, and the sword light was not so powerful, but the killing power was terrifying.

Duan Chenxiang's eyes were full of murderous intent, as if mocking, he smiled coldly, and rushed forward with the sword in hand.

In the distance, although the group of Tianjiao were just watching the battle, they all looked solemn at this time. It was not that they didn't know that Duan Chenxiang was terrible, but they didn't expect it to be so terrifying.

He had been severely injured before, but now he is still so fierce.

The key is that sword, no one knows, because in their impression, they have never seen Duan Chenxiang use it before.

"Is it the rumored evil weapon?" The green-skirted woman of the Holy Sect stared at the sword again and again, and whispered suspiciously.

"You thought of it too?" Xu Qing beside her also whispered in doubt.

"This sword looks strange and has such a strong killing intent. Apart from that fierce weapon, I'm afraid no other weapon can be like this. But what on earth did the Duan family think? They dared to nourish it in Duan Chenxiang's Dantian..." The girl in green skirt was very surprised and spoke in a low voice.

Xu Qing's face became more and more solemn. He didn't say anything, but just looked up and stared at the battlefield.

Originally, he saw that Yao Chi Saint's cultivation broke through the mirror in an instant and also stepped into the ninth level. He thought it was enough to suppress Duan Chenxiang, but now it seems that Yao Chi Saint has no chance of winning.

"Xu Qing from the Holy Sect, right? If you don't take action now, when will you take action?"

At this time, Mo Yang just turned around and spoke loudly to Xu Qing.

This made Xu Qing's face suddenly change. Mo Yang did it on purpose to drag him into the water.

Because he had persuaded Mo Yang in public before, everyone knew his intentions. If he took action at this time, his relationship with Mo Yang would definitely improve, which would undoubtedly be of great benefit in the future.

But the key point is that he didn't dare to do it at all.

Rumor has it that the Duan family's fierce weapon is not an imperial weapon, but it is extremely strange and terrifying. It is a real bloodthirsty demon sword. The more murderous the person who controls the war sword is, the more terrifying the power of the war sword will be.

There is a saying about this fierce weapon, which breeds an evil sword spirit. In the end, it is very likely that the sword controls the person, not the person controls the sword.

So he and the green-skirted woman were so surprised to see Duan Chenxiang actually warming the war sword in his dantian.

And he didn't dare to participate in killing Duan Chenxiang. Although the Holy Sect is very strong, he can't afford to provoke the Duan family.

When he frowned, Duan Chenxiang looked over and showed him a bloodthirsty sneer.

"Boom..."

At this time, the battle broke out there. After Duan Chenxiang urged the war sword, he seemed to have become a different person. Even though he was severely injured just now, his combat power did not decline at this time, but became more terrifying.

After several rounds of fighting, the Saint of Yao Chi was a little uneasy. She stared at the dark red sword in Duan Chenxiang's hand and guessed the reason.

"Boom..."

While hesitating, Duan Chenxiang swung the sword and chopped out several strange blood-red sword lights in succession, like a woven net covering her.

Mo Yang changed color, but before he could react, the Saint of Yao Chi made a move. Her aura surged, and her hands moved, and a brilliant green cloud shone out.

Then a green branch emerged, and then a thick ancient peach tree emerged out of thin air, with thick branches stretching out, as if holding up this world.

Mo Yang was stunned. At first, he thought that the Saint of Yao Chi brought the Western Emperor's soldiers in, but in fact, it was not. This was just a method developed by the Saint of Yao Chi.

But it also exuded a mysterious aura, and there were traces of Tao floating on the branches of the ancient tree.

The blood-colored sword lights fell, instantly chopping off most of the branches of the ancient tree, but the falling sword lights were also forcibly dispersed.

The Saint of Yao Chi stood there silently, as if she had merged with the world. After a moment, the severed branches grew again, and the green leaves were glowing. At first glance, it looked exactly like the real ancient peach tree.

This method shocked Mo Yang, who could actually evolve the imperial weapon, as if copying the Taoism.

What shocked him was still to come. The Saint of Yao Chi actually sat down under the ancient peach tree, and then moved her hands, and layer after layer of stone towers emerged.

Although there were only eight floors, it actually exuded an inexplicable aura.

"Fuck..."

Mo Yang was stunned. This was also possible. The Star Emperor Tower could be made...

For a moment, even he looked like it was real. If the Star Emperor Tower was not in his dantian, he might have thought that he was summoned by the Saint of Yao Chi.

"Suppress..."

The Saint of Yao Chi let out a light shout, and the eight-story stone tower swelled up in the wind, like a giant peak, and suddenly suppressed Duan Chenxiang.

"Hehe!" Duan Chenxiang let out an evil laugh, and his body did not retreat at all, but soared into the sky, swinging his sword and slashing directly at the stone tower.

At this time, it seemed that he had a demonic nature, which was somewhat similar to when Mo Yang was possessed by the devil.

"Boom boom..."

The strange blood light soared into the sky and slashed fiercely on the stone tower, with a deafening and piercing clanging sound, as if two real soldiers were fighting fiercely.

The stone tower was blocked in the air, and Duan Chenxiang seemed to be crazy at this time. In the blink of an eye, he slashed nearly ten blood-colored sword lights, as if he was tireless.

Under such a violent attack, the stone tower gradually faded, and then faded in the air like mist.

Then he looked at the Saint of Yao Chi, swung his sword and rushed over directly.

The eyelids of the Tianjiao in the distance were twitching. Facing Duan Chenxiang in such a state, even just looking at him was scary, let alone fighting him.

Xu Qing was afraid that Mo Yang would call him again, so he and the woman in green skirt retreated directly behind the other Tianjiao.