The Evil Lord of All Realms

Facing such a strong man, how could Mo Yang dare to be careless? When he saw the old man take action, the writing scroll suddenly started to move, and his body flashed back.

The majestic palm force rolled over suddenly with the vitality of the world and the world, instantly crushing the afterimage left by Mo Yang. The violent force surged past Mo Yang's body, shattering his robe in an instant. A big chunk.

Mo Yang was frightened for a while, but fortunately he reacted quickly enough and had Xing Zi wrapped around him, otherwise he might not have been able to avoid the palm just now.

He flew out dozens of feet away. After stabilizing his body, he looked down at the shattered robe on his chest. He couldn't help but curse in his heart. If he moved further down, little Mo Yang would probably run out. .

This old guy just kills him without any regard for martial ethics.

There was a look of surprise in the eyes of the silver-haired old man. He obviously didn't expect that Mo Yang could avoid it in this situation, and the aftermath of the palm force only shattered a piece of Mo Yang's robe on his chest. Mo Yang's skin was uninjured and intact.

"It's interesting. His body is stronger than expected!" The silver-haired old man narrowed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and said this in a cold voice.

Mo Yang stared at the silver-haired old man with a vigilant expression. He was thinking about countermeasures in his mind. For such a strong man, Mo Yang felt that it would not be so easy for him to take him into the Star King Tower. If he failed once, the old man would be wary. , then there is even less chance.

Although he also fought against strong men in the Immortal Realm in the wilderness, there were four-legged dragons and Feng Rukong at that time, but now it was completely different, he was the only one.

This place is dozens of miles away from Tianyan City, and the four-legged dragon may not be able to sense the movement here, and will not be able to help him. Now he can only rely on himself.

If he could get this silver-haired old man into the Star Emperor Tower, Mo Yang would be sure to kill him. The key was how to get this man into the Star Emperor Tower.

Mo Yang raised his head and stared at the silver-haired old man, then raised his hand and pointed directly at the silver-haired old man, and said in a deep voice: "Old man, I thought you were very capable, but it seems that you are only about the same as those two ants!"

Mo Yang deliberately angered the silver-haired old man. The moment he retracted his palm, he made an imperceptible movement in his hand, and a white jade bottle appeared in his palm.

This white jade bottle contains the powder of drunken gods and demons, which Mo Yang prepared before to deal with the God-killing Sect.

As long as the old man's consciousness is disturbed, Mo Yang will take the opportunity to take action and urge the Star Emperor Tower to take him into the stone tower. By then, let alone this person will have the first-level cultivation of the Immortal Realm, even if he can break through to the peak of the Immortal Realm in an instant , Mo Yang is no longer afraid.

The silver-haired old man stared at Mo Yang's face, completely unaware of the subtle movements of Mo Yang's palms.

"Ant!" the silver-haired old man shouted angrily, murderous intent surged in his eyes, and his aura completely rioted at this moment.

And when the silver-haired old man spoke, the white jade bottle in Mo Yang's hand was silently shattered by him...

"Old guy, come on, let's see how I kill you!" Mo Yang hooked his hand at the silver-haired old man with a provocative look on his face. Xinbiquge

After saying that, Mo Yang turned around and ran away, turning the Xingzi scroll to the extreme, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The murderous intent in the eyes of the silver-haired old man seemed to overflow. Although Mo Yang was extremely fast, he was not worried that Mo Yang could escape at all. He immediately took a step forward and chased Mo Yang away.

When Mo Yang turned around and ran away, his palms slowly loosened, and the God and Demon Drunk powder tightly held in his palms was slowly blown away by the strong wind that blew past his face.

After walking for several miles, the silver-haired old man frowned slightly because he smelled a faint fragrance, which made him a little doubtful. Fortunately, the fragrance only appeared for a few breaths and then disappeared.

He stared at Mo Yang who was speeding away in front of him and shouted angrily: "Human ants, stop!"

The old man shouted loudly, and the billowing sound waves directly shook the entire sky. Mo Yang's body that was moving forward at such a speed was actually affected. He felt that all the blood in his body was flowing backwards, and a mouthful of blood almost spurted out from his mouth.

He was so surprised that he moved forward at high speed while running the Holy Script to heal his wounds.

But then the sky trembled violently, like a drum beating, and two terrifying muffled sounds were heard in succession, which made Mo Yang's body tremble one after another, forcefully forcing him to stop.

Mo Yang suddenly turned his head and looked around, and found that the old man had used a kind of footwork, and his figure was like a ghost. With one step, he would move hundreds of feet forward. Those steps in mid-air actually caused the entire sky to tremble.

After only a few steps, the silver-haired old man was already in front of him, only tens of meters away from him.

"boom……"

The silver-haired old man's body didn't pause at all, and he directly raised his hand to grab Mo Yang. A golden light palm suddenly appeared in the sky, and suddenly fell down with the old man's movements.

Mo Yang hurriedly activated the Xingzi Scroll to retreat violently, but the light palm blocked the sky and the sun, and he could not get out.

In desperation, Mo Yang suddenly raised his heart, and then suddenly struck the top of his head with a palm of his right hand. Two palms were struck one after another, and two imperial inscription brushes appeared.

Immediately afterwards, the huge palm of light suddenly fell down, covering Mo Yang.

However, the moment the light palm fell, there was a muffled sound, and then a terrifying breath came out from the light palm. The light palm was unexpectedly penetrated by a force, and Mo Yang rushed away from the place where it was penetrated. out.

The silver-haired old man's face was slightly stunned. He never expected that Mo Yang could escape from the trap and fight back.

However, he was only slightly distracted for a moment, and then suddenly struck out again, and slapped a palm towards Mo Yang. Then his palm shook, and he took out a rusty ancient sword from nowhere, and slashed it towards Mo Yang. A sword.

"The old thing in the Immortal Realm is really difficult to deal with!" Mo Yang's pupils shrank for a while, and he drank in a low voice...

While dodging at high speed, he also activated the war scroll. In an instant, several figures appeared in the sky. The silver-haired old man was not in a hurry at all. His eyes were filled with brilliance. He glanced at the figures and locked onto Mo Mo. The position of Yang's body was directly slashed with his sword.

A sword light shot up into the sky, more than ten feet long, and the bright sword light illuminated the entire space.

Not only that, the entire sky was stirred up. Although Mo Yang retreated immediately, the sword light was too fast, and it seemed that the sword light was directly locked on him. After several flashes, the sword light was still heading straight towards him. Cut it off.

This made Mo Yang's expression change drastically. He suddenly unfolded the spiritual palace vision, and then fired two imperial words one after another towards the sword light to block it.

"Chi...chi..."

With two soft sounds in succession, the two imperial inscriptions were cut in succession by the sword light, and were directly split into two halves. Although the sword light was mostly dimmed, it still slashed towards Mo Yang.

"Rumble..."

With a loud noise, the dim sword light struck Mo Yang's spiritual palace vision. The spiritual palace vision was instantly crushed. The terrifying sword energy had not yet dissipated and fell directly on Mo Yang.

Mo Yang's body was blasted out and flew dozens of feet in the air before he managed to stabilize himself. A huge gash spread from his left shoulder to his right waist and abdomen, and the white bones were clearly visible.

At this time, Mo Yang was horrified. This sword was so terrifying. After several attempts, the sword energy easily broke through the body-protecting energy he had inspired, and even almost split his body in half.

Without saying a word, the silver-haired old man took a step forward and appeared in front of Mo Yang, then raised his hand and struck towards Mo Yang with a palm.