The Evil Lord of All Realms

Naturally, Mo Yang didn't want to offend these powerful people in the Imperial City. After all, he couldn't afford to offend these people. Not to mention now, even when he was at his strongest cultivation level, he couldn't offend these powerful people.

But the reason why he said this was because he was not the one who made the first move tonight.

"Do you know that fighting is prohibited in the Imperial City? This has been the case for many years. If you are fighting with others here, what do you think we should do?"

There was a brief silence, and then the old voice came from the night sky.

Although the voice was calm, it seemed to have a hint of displeasure and a hint of majesty.

"Senior said that I ignored the rules of the Imperial City. Then when Duan Chenxiang attacked me before, why didn't Senior take action to stop him?"

"Senior must also know that in tonight's battle, I did not take the initiative. If it were to follow the wishes of senior, I, Mo Yang, should not fight back, but should wait to be killed by Duan Chenxiang?"

Mo Yang looked up at the night sky and asked calmly.

Under the night sky, among the onlookers gathered in the distance, many cultivators gasped. Mo Yang was a little too courageous.

Although this is true, who dares to reason in front of these strong men?

Because in this wilderness where martial arts is respected, fists are the only way to go. If he offends these powerful men, Mo Yang will only end up dead.

The strong man from the Duan family didn't dare to show any slightness before, but Mo Yang actually dared to say this.

"This Mo Yang is really fearless. Is he crazy? If he admits his mistake at this time, he might still be able to save his life. He refuses to admit his mistake and refuses to say anything. How dare he refute like this!"

"I'm afraid this guy is going to die. The powerful man lurking in the Imperial City is so majestic. He is so courageous and will only risk his life in vain!"

"Doesn't he know the consequences of offending these strong men? He has seen those who risk their lives, but he has never seen such desperate people..."

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Many cultivators couldn't help but talk after hearing this, and some even began to feel sorry for Mo Yang.

Wang Xi'er stood not far away, her eyes fixed on Mo Yang. If she hadn't heard it with her own ears, she wouldn't have believed that Mo Yang was so courageous. No wonder Mo Yang didn't even think about it when he faced the elders of the Sword Sect. Take it seriously.

Seeing Duan Chenxiang being taken away, she originally thought that Mo Yang would be seriously injured tonight, so she would find an opportunity to get rid of Mo Yang, but now it seemed that there was no need for her to take action.

"Junior, you have good courage, but you just used it in the wrong place!"

Amid everyone's discussion, a voice came from the night sky again.

When the words came, a huge pressure suddenly enveloped him, as if the sky was collapsing.

Mo Yang's body trembled slightly, and his originally pale face turned completely pale at this time.

But he still stood there, looking up at the night sky with difficulty.

The blood at the corner of his mouth kept overflowing and dripping down.

"Senior, do you want to do something to me?"

Mo Yang spoke, and although he sounded calm, his voice was trembling. This was not because of fear, but because the pressure that enveloped him was too terrifying.

This is not the Great Sage Realm at all, and Mo Yang cannot sense the pressure of what kind of realm this is.

At this time, there was an uncontrollable feeling of fear in his heart.

"You broke the rules of the Imperial City. Even if I kill you, it's only reasonable!" The old voice then sounded.

"Ha... I thought he was some kind of master, but I didn't expect him to be a shameless old man!"

Mo Yang smiled miserably, almost word for word, and actually said such a sentence directly.

At this moment, there was deathly silence all around.

Everyone looked at Mo Yang in shock. Was Mo Yang really desperate? He was fine just now, but now he dared to curse.

Everyone knew that Mo Yang was really finished, and there was a price to pay for provoking the majesty of a strong man.

But just as Mo Yang finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved suddenly, and a teleportation portal suddenly appeared. Mo Yang's figure flashed and rushed directly into the portal, and the figure disappeared in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, a cold snort sounded in the night sky, and a palm of light suddenly appeared in the night sky. Then, when it was pressed lightly, the void immediately collapsed.

Mo Yang, who had already disappeared, was directly shaken out and fell from the shattered void.

Mo Yang urged the scroll and slowly landed on the ground. However, he was also affected just now. He coughed up blood one after another, and his chest was soaked with golden blood drops.

He sighed lowly. It was not that he had no other means at his disposal, but he just didn't want to expose too much in front of everyone.

"One thought forms a formation, not bad!"

Before he could speak, such a voice came from mid-air. There seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at him in the night sky, but Mo Yang couldn't lock the other person's position and couldn't sense the other person's aura at all.

Mo Yang calmed down and called the tower soul several times, but the tower soul didn't respond at all.

If he wants to escape from this situation now, he must either restore his cultivation or put on the emperor-level armor he obtained before, so that he can escape from here.

Because Mo Yang vaguely felt that there was more than one strong person watching the battle in the night sky, but he couldn't sense exactly how many people there were. He always felt that there were several eyes staring at him.

At this time, a light palm emerged again and slowly enveloped it.

Mo Yang condensed the remaining energy in his body and used the Xingzi scroll to avoid it, but he was surprised to find that the space around him seemed to be imprisoned. His body was actually frozen, and it even felt like the blood in his body was about to solidify. .

"boom……"

The palm fell down, and then Mo Yang disappeared instantly.

Everyone looked there blankly. The place where Mo Yang stood was already empty. They didn't know whether Mo Yang was crushed instantly or was captured by the light palm.

And the terrifying pressure that filled the night sky dissipated silently.

At the same time, in an attic in the imperial city, as a wisp of space fluctuations came out, Mo Yang's body emerged, and in front of him stood two old men with white beards and hair.

Mo Yang knew very well that these two people must be strong men hiding in the imperial city, but he didn't know why the other party didn't take action directly.

At that moment, he was already preparing to use his emperor-level armor to protect himself, but he found that the falling palm of light had no murderous intent at all.

"You have a lot of tricks, why don't you use them?" One of the old men stared at Mo Yang for a moment and asked directly.

Before Mo Yang could speak, the man continued: "There are rumors in the cultivation world that you are from the Tiandao Sect?"

Mo Yang didn't respond. He had too many secrets. Although the two men didn't directly kill him, he didn't know the other party's purpose, so he should expose it less. If these two people killed him, they might be able to kill him at the critical moment. Save your life.

"Senior, didn't you want to kill me? Why didn't you take action?"

Looking at the two people in front of him, Mo Yang asked.