Ancient Gods

Originally, when Mo Yang provoked Shi Xiaotian to challenge Xu Qing, everyone thought that he was afraid and was backing down.

But no one expected that in the blink of an eye, Mo Yang would say such words.

There were countless cultivators gathered around, and many of them were petrified.

Because saying such words to someone like Shi Xiaotian was equivalent to opening the door to death.

Although Zhao Xiaoxiao knew that Mo Yang had a strong personality, she was a little bit unconvinced at this time.

The reason why she pulled Mo Yang away at the first time just now was that she was worried that Mo Yang and Shi Xiaotian would really fight, and Mo Yang would suffer a great loss.

But now it seems that he can't leave even if he wants to.

Xu Qing and Murong Xue stood silently not far away. Among all the people present, they were the calmest at this time.

"It's him!"

Xu Qing said very confidently.

Facing Mo Yang's words, he didn't seem to be surprised at all, because he had seen Mo Yang do crazier things than this.

Not to mention Shi Xiaotian, when facing him, Murong Xue, and Duan Chenxiang, Mo Yang fought without hesitation, and even Duan Chenxiang almost died.

"Boy, you are the first person who dares to talk to me like this!"

Shi Xiaotian laughed in anger, and a strong murderous intent instantly appeared in his eyes. After the words fell, he punched directly and hit Mo Yang in the face.

The power of a cultivator at the peak of the Holy Emperor Realm can be imagined.

However, Mo Yang did not avoid it, but stood there silently. The strong fist wind blew his long hair on both sides of his temples into a flutter, and his face was still expressionless.

"Boom..."

Then, with a muffled sound, a visible energy wave suddenly dissipated with the two people as the center, and Zhao Xiaoxiao was directly thrown out.

Mo Yang and Shi Xiaotian both stood in place. Shi Xiaotian's punch was blocked by Mo Yang's palm, only a few fingers away from the center of the eyebrows, but it did not fall on Mo Yang.

"The strength is not bad, it is indeed stronger than the cultivators of the same realm!" Mo Yang said calmly.

He has the blood of the ancient gods. When he was in the Saint Emperor Realm, his physique crushed too many great saints. Later, he reached the Great Saint Realm. Although he has no true qi in his body now, his physique is still strong and his strength is still terrifying.

"You... are interesting!"

Shi Xiaotian's face changed slightly, and a strange color flashed in his eyes. This was the result he did not expect. Mo Yang actually blocked his fist effortlessly. His strength and physique seemed to be very amazing.

"As long as you are satisfied!" Mo Yang responded calmly. As soon as the words fell, his palm shook violently, directly shaking Shi Xiaotian back again and again.

Shi Xiaotian's face could not help but become solemn, because just now Mo Yang only shook his palm slightly, but it actually made his whole arm numb. That power made him frightened.

Many people around also changed color, and many of them looked solemn. They kept looking at Mo Yang, trying to see what kind of cultivation Mo Yang had, which could make Shi Xiaotian look solemn.

In the eyes of many cultivators, Mo Yang's cultivation should not be lower than Shi Xiaotian.

At this time, Mo Yang silently said to Ta Hun: "Senior Ta Hun, can you return the true energy to me temporarily?"

Because if he continued to fight, his lack of cultivation would be exposed, and then he would undoubtedly have a lot of trouble.

And once Shi Xiaotian used his trump card or fought him at a distance, he would definitely fall into a passive position, and even be in danger.

Now he is like a meat shield. If he fights in close combat, he is naturally not afraid, but that's all.

After a moment of dead silence, a sigh came from his mind: "This is just one battle, you take care of yourself!"

After Ta Hun's words fell, Mo Yang felt that his whole body was instantly filled with a majestic and boundless power, like the desolate sea was instantly filled with sea water.

However, all this happened inside Mo Yang's body, and no one knew about it to the cultivators around him.

Only Xu Qing and Murong Xue, who were watching the battle silently not far away, frowned slightly, because at this moment, they felt that something had happened to Mo Yang, and they felt a little different.

Mo Yang slowly closed his eyes and silently felt the boundless power in his body. After this period of time, he was filled with power all over his body, and his mood was inexplicable.

At this time, his cultivation seemed to be about to break through, and he almost couldn't suppress it.

"Boy, let's go to the ring and fight!" Shi Xiaotian silently looked at Mo Yang and spoke in a deep voice.

From the change in his expression, he was obviously serious, knowing that Mo Yang was not an ant that could be manipulated at will, but a strong enemy.

Mo Yang slowly opened his eyes and said, "You still have time to retreat now!"

Zhao Xiaoxiao didn't notice the changes in Mo Yang at all. At this time, she rushed over and shook her head at Mo Yang and whispered, "Don't be impulsive. This person..."

Without waiting for Zhao Xiaoxiao to finish, Mo Yang shook his head slightly and said, "I know what I'm doing!"

Shi Xiaotian laughed loudly and said coldly, "Boy, you're on your own. If you have the guts, go to the ring and fight!"

After that, he suddenly jumped up and landed on the ring.

Mo Yang pondered for a moment and walked slowly towards the ring. There was a formation on the ring to block the aftermath, otherwise the peach mountain would disappear completely.

Many cultivators breathed a sigh of relief, and then they talked while paying attention to the situation on the ring.

"Since you want to fight, then let's fight!" Mo Yang said calmly.

Shi Xiaotian's aura surged, and at this moment the power in his body was instantly activated, and violent fluctuations suddenly emanated from him.

However, the next moment, his body flew backwards and hit the barrier around the arena heavily, shaking the barrier.

Mo Yang's speed was too fast, like a flash of lightning, even Xu Qing and Murong Xue frowned.

"He's serious!" Xu Qing whispered.

Even he was looking forward to this battle.

At first, there was a dead silence around the arena, and then there was a cry of surprise.

Zhao Xiaoxiao was stunned in the spot, and she didn't dare to believe it at all, because on the arena, Shi Xiaotian seemed to have no power to fight back.

Mo Yang attacked several times like a ghost, and even Shi Xiaotian didn't react, and the protective true qi condensed around his body was forcibly dispersed.

After a few punches, Mo Yang stopped, raised his hand, and a line of imperial characters appeared. The terrifying aura caused the barrier on the ring to tremble wildly.

"You, who are you?" Shi Xiaotian's face changed completely at this time. Looking at the imperial characters, he felt a strong sense of panic in his heart.

"You..."

However, the only response he got was Mo Yang raising his hand and waving it. The imperial characters suddenly enveloped him, like a devil's mouth, swallowing him in an instant.