The Evil Lord of All Realms

Ergouzi also said at this time: "Boy, work harder and kill this ungrateful grandson!"

"Let me go, you dog, why are you so smart? What magic pill did you take?" The young man dodged in the air and looked at Er Gouzi.

Two fist marks swept across his body, and the wind brought by the fist marks caused his black hair to dance continuously.

He looked at Mo Yang with a smile and said, "There's still a little to go!"

"Yeah?"

Mo Yang sneered and walked forward in the air. In an instant, a figure appeared beside him.

His movements were the same as his, with a sneer on his face, and he was walking forward in the air.

The young man's face suddenly changed at this moment, his eyes quickly glanced back and forth at the two Mo Yang several times, and he said in a deep voice: "External incarnation?"

"Impossible, your cultivation is only at the fourth level of the Transcendent Realm. What kind of technique is this?"

But before he could say more, he suddenly discovered that Mo Yang had turned into three people, three Mo Yang in total.

"you……"

At this time, his calm face finally became serious, and the previous smile completely disappeared.

"boom……"

Three afterimages flashed towards him. At this moment, even if he had extraordinary movement, he could not avoid them.

It was like three Mo Yang were attacking him at the same time, there was no way to avoid it!

A palm shot down from mid-air, slamming his body onto the top of the mountain.

The entire top of Qingfeng was now torn apart, and the surrounding areas continued to collapse.

Then three figures fell on him, Mo Yang looked down at him indifferently, and said: "It's over!"

Mo Yang was very decisive. He quickly took out a holy sword and raised his hand to pierce the young man.

"I'll go... so hard, stop fighting, stop, stop..."

When the young man saw this scene, he hurriedly spoke because he saw a murderous intent in Mo Yang's eyes.

Mo Yang frowned and stopped moving his hand. The sharp sword tip stayed between the young man's eyebrows but did not pierce it.

"You just said stop now, don't you think it's a little late?" Mo Yang said coldly.

"Brother Mo, this is wrong. How can you be more shameless than me? We clearly agreed to discuss it before!" The young man didn't have much panic on his face at this time.

After that, he disapprovingly used the folding fan to gently remove the sword edge, and then got up from the ground.

Just when Mo Yang shook his hand, the sword brushed across his neck, and he could clearly feel the chill that penetrated his bones.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not your enemy!" The young man carefully avoided the edge of the sword and took a few steps back.

Then he gave Mo Yang a thumbs up and said: "The rumors are true, Mo Yang really made a batch!"

Mo Yang: "..."

What kind of freak is this guy? Why is he so virtuous?

"Tell me, who are you?" Mo Yang said, and the sword entered again.

"Hey, okay, okay, put your sword away first, this thing is really scary!" the young man said with a speechless expression.

Mo Yang frowned slightly, looking at the young man who didn't seem to be here to kill him. He pondered slightly and put away the long sword.

"Tsk, tsk, uncle, I think you are so capable, but now you are giving up?"

Ergouzi also came over, circled around the young man a few times, then raised his paw and slapped the young man to the ground.

"Aren't you going to stew me? How about I stew you first?" Ergouzi pressed a paw firmly on the young man's back and stepped on him again and again.

"Why am I so powerful... Damn dog, why don't you let go!" The young man struggled for a few times, but found that he couldn't break free at all, as if a big mountain was pressing on his back.

"Explain your name and origin to the uncle clearly!" Ergouzi said fiercely.

"My name is Xia Fengliu!"

When Er Gouzi heard this, he stared straight in his eyes, was stunned, and said viciously: "It's obscene or romantic, please speak louder, I didn't hear you clearly!"

He said and stepped hard again.

"Ah... dead dog, I%...￥%￥..."

The young man screamed angrily, but he couldn't get away at all.

Mo Yang frowned and thought at the side. This young man has a weird temperament and seems to have some trouble with his brain, but his identity is definitely not simple.

Not to mention other things, just that set of movement techniques has a great origin.

Moreover, Mo Yang didn't want to waste time before, so he directly used the War Scroll. If it was just one-on-one, it would probably take a long time for the two of them to decide the winner.

But when he met Ergouzi, this guy was unlucky.

At this time, Ergouzi was beating him wildly and interrogating him, and screams kept coming out.

…

"I'll ask you again, are you a boy or a girl?"

"Damn dog, you are blind..."

"ah……"

"If you dare to be disrespectful to me again, I will silence you...be honest and explain everything..."

…

Mo Yang watched from the sidelines. After Er Gouzi's brutal interrogation, Mo Yang finally figured out the young man's identity.

This person's name is Xia Fengliu. Mo Yang really doesn't dare to compliment this name, and he doesn't know what the purpose of this guy's father was in naming him.

However, his identity is indeed as Mo Yang expected, and his origins are not small.

This person is a disciple of Piaomiao Peak in the Eastern Region of the Mainland.

This place, Mo Yang heard Er Gouzi mention, was once a place of retreat for strong men, and then gradually developed into a powerful force.

"Boy, do you want to kill him directly or throw him down the mountain after losing your cultivation?"

At this time, Er Gouzi turned back to look at Mo Yang and asked.

The young man lay on the ground in disgrace. Hearing these words, he almost vomited blood and looked like he was going to fight Ergouzi to the death.

"I don't feel murderous intent from him, forget it, try to cause as little trouble as possible for now!" Mo Yang said.

Hearing what Mo Yang said, Ergouzi stepped on the young man's back a few more times before letting go of his feet.

The young man stood up in disgrace, staring at Er Gouzi, wanting to rush forward and fight for his life.

"If you really anger it, it will kill you with one claw!" Mo Yang said coldly to the young man.

"Grandma... what bastard said that you only have the cultivation of the King of War? What on earth is this dog? How can its power be so terrifying?"

Listening to the young man's angry words, Mo Yang was also speechless.

"Are you still fighting?" Mo Yang asked.

"How can I beat you?" The young man looked like he was about to vomit blood. He activated his true energy and felt dust flying all over his body...

Mo Yang said nothing more and said to Er Gouzi: "Let's go!"

Before leaving, Mo Yang said without looking back: "Don't provoke me in the future!"

"Country bumpkin, please remember better. Next time I let the uncle see you, the uncle will strip you naked and throw you to Luoyang City!" Ergouzi said fiercely.

Watching Mo Yang and Er Gouzi leave without looking back, the young man shook his head speechlessly and sighed.

"Damn rumors... This gap is just a little bit different..."