The Evil Lord of All Realms

Xia Fengliu's face was extremely ugly. He never dreamed that he would be targeted by this strong man.

Not to mention the identity of the other party, the other party's acting style is extremely decisive and ruthless. Previously, there were cultivators who rushed into the ruins of the Divine Dynasty. It was he who took action and directly used the great saint-level sword in his hand to instantly kill dozens of cultivators. Famous cultivator.

Qin Xue's face also changed drastically, and her body became a little stiff. Even though she had the cultivation of the Holy Realm, facing such a strong man, she was no different from an ordinary person.

What's more, the opponent also has a great saint-level weapon in his hand.

Although Mo Yang's face was solemn, he was still calm. After all, he had faced a powerful person in the Holy Emperor realm not long ago.

"Hand it over!"

When several people were silent, the strong man in black robe spoke again, his tone became colder and harsher, like a supreme master of all living beings, giving orders at this time.

This person's name is Shi Baiqi, and he is a powerful Saint Emperor from the Taihuang Sect, a giant in the Eastern Region.

On today's continent, this is definitely the pinnacle of combat power, not to mention the fact that it has great saint-level soldiers in its hands.

"Senior, as a strong man from the Taihuang Sect, don't you think it's inappropriate to act like this?" Mo Yang said in a deep voice.

He had secretly made preparations. If the other party took action, he could only take Ergouzi and the others to escape into the Star Emperor Tower. This was the safest way.

There were many cultivators in the distance paying attention to the situation here. When they heard Mo Yang's words, many cultivators were shocked.

"It's true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. How dare he talk to Shi Baiqi like this? He doesn't have to be so direct if he wants to die!" A cultivator said, very surprised.

"This boy is a bit weird. In Luoyang City, he caused people to panic all by himself before. He slashed a saint king of the Xuanyuan family with one sword. He is afraid that he has other means, otherwise he would not dare to be so fearless!"

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Xia Fengliu looked ugly, Mo Yang was too courageous, but facing a strong Saint King realm, there was no luck at all. If the opponent took action, they would have no chance of survival.

"Are you talking to me?" The old man in black robe had cold eyes, and when he spoke, he exuded a great pressure.

Mo Yang's body suddenly trembled, as if struck by lightning, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

In an instant, his face turned pale.

Mo Yang had felt the pressure of the Holy Emperor's strong man before in the Tianyan Divine Dynasty, but the pressure released by that strong man in the Tianyan Divine Dynasty was far less than the man in front of him.

Mo Yang felt like his heartbeat had stopped instantly, his internal organs were horribly shaken, and his true energy was completely in chaos.

"Boy!"

Ergouzi was surprised. He knew that the black-robed strongman was very strong. If he had been replaced by an ordinary transcendent realm strongman, he would have died directly just now.

Even Mo Yang was seriously injured at this time.

You must know that it is just a pressure.

"A descendant of the Ancient God Clan, are you the junior named Mo Yang?"

Seeing the golden blood spurting out of Mo Yang's mouth, the black-robed strongman narrowed his eyes slightly and asked.

But his voice was still cold, as if he had cut off his emotions and desires.

"I heard that you killed a peak holy king with one sword. Is this your confidence?" He continued, but there was a strong sense of ridicule in his words.

Mo Yang didn't speak, and immediately started running the Holy Script. Although the severe pain all over his body made him frown, he didn't make any sound.

"Old guy, do you think you are invincible?" Ergouzi couldn't help but shouted angrily when he saw that the black-robed strong man seemed to be planning to kill Mo Yang.

"You evil beast living in this world, although you are a divine beast, you are not the ancient beast now. I will kill you today!" The black-robed strong man glanced at Er Gouzi coldly, raised his hand and slashed at Er Gouzi with his sword. .

At this moment, Mo Yang could not stop anything at all. Ergouzi immediately used the Xingzi Scroll to fly back, but in the end he was still swept by the sword light. The powerful body it had always been proud of was like paper at this moment. It was like a paste, and was cut open by the sword in an instant, almost cut into two pieces.

"Roar……"

Ergouzi let out a roar, and large amounts of blood sprayed out. The scene was shocking.

"Brother Dog!"

Xia Fengliu also changed his expression, but facing such a powerful man, he couldn't do anything at all.

In desperation, he hurriedly spoke to the strong man in black robes: "Senior, please show your respect. I am a disciple of Piaomiao Peak, and Meng Xiao is my master!"

"Go and ask your master, does he have such a big face?" The strong man in black robe said such words indifferently, which made Xia Fengliu's expression extremely ugly.

"Senior, keep a tightrope when doing things, don't get yourself into trouble!"

At this moment, a voice came and a young man appeared.

There is no doubt that this person is the eldest disciple of the Qian Sect and Mo Yang's eldest brother.

But when facing the strong man in black robe, his face became more solemn than ever before.

"It's interesting, a junior in the Holy King Realm!" The black-robed strongman saw a hint of surprise in his eyes after seeing the young man.

"Senior, please show mercy!" The senior brother saluted the black-robed strong man and then said this.

The strong man in black robe narrowed his eyes slightly, thoughtfully, glanced at Mo Yang, and said: "Hand over the ancient book, I will spare your life!"

In his opinion, he had already made a concession, and as long as Mo Yang handed over the ancient books, he would keep them.

But Mo Yang took those ancient books away with his own strength, how could he hand them over.

Mo Yang's face was still pale, but after several operations of the Holy Script, the injuries in his body had stabilized. He raised his eyes to look at the black-robed strong man and said, "No!"

Mo Yang's words were very concise. He didn't hesitate at all and uttered two words directly, extremely decisively.

"Then go to hell!"

A murderous intent suddenly appeared in the eyes of the black-robed strong man, and he swung his sword towards Mo Yang.

The young man changed his color, and he seemed to want to stop him, but he suddenly stopped at this moment.

Because he felt an aura shrouding him, and a palm of light came from a distance, covering him in front of Mo Yang, forcibly blocking the sword that could kill Mo Yang.

"Shi Baiqi, don't you feel ashamed that you held the Great Holy Soldier and robbed this junior?"

A cold voice came.

"Do you feel like you are invincible by acting like this?"

After two sentences, a figure appeared next to Mo Yang.

"It's you!"

The strong man in black robe stared at the man beside Mo Yang, and after frowning slightly, a trace of surprise flashed on his face.

"I never thought you were still alive!"

The strong man in black robe still had a cold voice.

"Master!"

At this time, the young man not far away showed a hint of joy on his face, seemed to be relieved, and made a distant salute.

There is no doubt that the person coming is Mo Yang's master. He sighed softly and asked Mo Yang, "Are you okay?"

Mo Yang looked pale and shook his head slightly. Although he was severely injured, it was not fatal as he had the Holy Script in his hand.