Ancient Gods

The mysterious woman's words made Mo Yang shiver, especially her chuckle. Mo Yang felt as if a devil's face appeared in front of him.

Until this moment, he had not come back to his senses.

Mo Yang had never imagined what the mysterious woman could do...

Mo Yang stood there in a daze for a long time. After coming back to his senses, an urge to curse his mother suddenly arose in his heart.

What the hell is this?

He was accepted as a disciple by others for no apparent reason. He didn't even see him, and he didn't even get a weapon.

The key is that he was also robbed of at least two million silver notes.

The Sixth Senior Sister usually looked aloof and aloof, and Mo Yang never dreamed that she would directly snatch his banknote in the end, with such a smooth and ruthless movement.

But Mo Yang could only hold it in his heart and didn't dare to curse out.

At first glance, it was obvious that this mysterious woman was not a light-hearted person. She was too evil-tempered and he could not afford to offend her at all.

"Mother, I, Mo Yang, am afraid that this life will be over for me. I secretly deduce your sister's old tricks. When I see you, I will have to take off your pants!" Mo Yang said bitterly.

As soon as Mo Yang finished speaking, a jade hand stretched out from nowhere, directly twisted his ears, and then lifted him up.

Mo Yang could even smell a faint fragrance, and then the devilish chuckle came to his ears: "Little junior brother, you must respect the master, and don't have bad thoughts towards senior sister!"

Mo Yang grimaced in pain, and his back was covered in cold sweat, so he could only nod his head quickly.

"Junior brother, you are so good!" Then there was a chuckle, and then the hand released.

Mo Yang was about to cry but didn't dare to stay here any longer. He hurriedly rushed in the direction of Xuantian City, as if he was running for his life.

After Mo Yang entered Xuantian City, the figure of the mysterious woman reappeared where he had just stood.

She looked in the direction of the city with a bit of confusion on her face, and said to herself: "First level of Tianxuan Realm... No wonder Master won't let me give him Xuan Gong. There seems to be a power hidden in him..."

Then a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, she opened her palms and looked at the two bottles of elixirs in her hands, and said to herself: "Zhu Yan Dan... I am really ignorant, and I don't know how to share good things with my senior sister..."

…

After Mo Yang returned to the inn, he closed the door and then directly entered the Star Emperor Tower.

He took out the ancient book and looked at it. The other party had a high level of cultivation and it was unlikely that he was lying to him.

Just looking at the messy writing on it, Mo Yang felt uncomfortable no matter how he looked at it, but he patiently opened it and looked at it silently, and his expression gradually changed after a while.

Although the handwriting seems to be scrawled and messy, like a ghost drawing, but if you look closely, everything seems different.

Mo Yang discovered that the seemingly messy handwriting actually contained a sword intent.

"Such a strong sword intent..."

After looking carefully for a moment, Mo Yang felt a stinging sensation in his eyes.

Especially when he was concentrating on the induction, it was as if an unparalleled war sword was stabbing him. He could even clearly feel the sharp and sharp aura, which seemed to have a bone-chilling chill.

The book was very thin, and the pages had turned yellow. It was unknown how many years it had been there. Mo Yang glanced through it briefly before closing it.

The sword manual is divided into five levels, with a total of five styles, but the most important thing is to cultivate the unrivaled sword spirit.

Closing the page, Mo Yang looked at the three words "God Killing Record" and sighed in his heart. No wonder he dared to take such an awesome name. Judging from the sword intent he felt just now, this technique is indeed not simple. Maybe it is. As the mysterious woman said, the power is terrifying.

"Qianzong...I don't know who the old guy I have never met is..."

Mo Yang muttered, but he felt very unhappy in his heart, and cursed in a low voice: "Old guy, I'm deducing your sister!"

After thinking for a long time, he began to concentrate on understanding. The skills he practiced now were still too few, and it was okay so far. If he encountered a strong opponent in the future, it would be difficult to fight against him without some killer skills.

In the blink of an eye, a night passed.

In the early morning of the next day, the entire Xuantian City was bustling with activity. The martial arts meeting of the four sects officially began, and all the cultivators in the area came to watch the battle.

In the central square of the city, the arena has been prepared. Special areas for the four sects have been divided in all directions, and many stands have been built.

There are three rounds of competition in the event. The first round is a veritable wheel battle. Each victory will earn one point.

As the dull sound of drums sounded, the arena battle officially kicked off.

"Mo Yang, Fei'er, this is your first time participating. Pay attention and pay more attention to your opponent's moves..." the third elder reminded.

Mo Yang nodded. In fact, he didn't care about this grand event at all. After the arena battle began, he closed his eyes silently, and the mental method of the God-killing Record appeared in his mind, and then he concentrated on understanding it.

As the battles on the arena ended, several disciples from Lingxu Sect also appeared on the stage, but they all lost one after another. It has been a year since the last martial arts event, and the strength of the disciples of the other three sects has also improved greatly. The third elder's expression became more and more solemn.

Qi Heng and Xu Xin couldn't help but feel nervous. The dragon dance in Longchi Pavilion had actually reached the third level of Earth Profound Realm. When they took action, they attracted exclamations of surprise.

Many people in the stands chanted her name, and Long Wu actually won six games in a row before withdrawing voluntarily.

The same goes for Qian Wushuang, who came up next, and his cultivation level also reached the third level of the Earth Profound Realm.

Everyone remembers the two genius disciples of Longchi Pavilion. They were only at the first level of the Earthly Profound Realm last year, but now they are so strong that it is shocking.

Although Su Fei'er is only at the third level of the Spiritual Realm, she is very lucky. The opponents she met have the same cultivation as her. After she went on the court, she actually won three games in a row.

The morning passed in the blink of an eye. After returning to the inn, the third elder sighed lightly, looked at the few people with a serious expression, and said: "This year's opponents are much stronger than expected, but you don't have too much pressure, just do your best!"

"Long Wu and Qian Wushuang of Longchi Pavilion may have got some opportunity and actually reached the third level of the Earthly Profound Realm. Mu Qiu of Yuqing Gate has not yet played. I don't know what level he has reached!" Xu Xin said with a worried face.

Mo Yang did not speak. He was still looking forward to meeting an opponent in the Heavenly Profound Realm, so that he could see his current combat power.

After the ring battle started in the afternoon, Xu Xin and Qi Heng took the stage one after another. Although both of them won three games in a row, the process was also extremely thrilling. After winning three games in a row, Xu Xin chose to withdraw directly, because it was only the first round of the ring battle, and he could not completely expose his strength.

"The first round should be over soon, is it my turn?" Mo Yang opened his eyes and stretched lazily, looking like he had just woken up.

Xu Xin was a little speechless and said: "Before, all the sects had tacitly avoided the battle of Tianjiao. You may meet Mu Qiu and Pang Long, who have not yet played!"

The third elder also reminded: "If you meet Mu Qiu of Yuqing Sect, don't fight hard, just admit defeat directly. There are two more rounds of competitions later. Avoid the first round if you can!"

Mo Yang nodded, then got up and walked towards the ring.

Mo Yang thought Pang Long would play directly, but it turned out to be another person.

Mo Yang still had some impression of this person. He sat with Pang Long in the restaurant before.

"Boy, remember, my name is Pu Fan!" The young man stared at Mo Yang and spoke directly, his expression stern.

"Mo Yang!" Mo Yang smiled and spoke calmly.

As soon as he announced his name, Mo Yang took action directly. His figure flashed and he came in front of Pu Fan. Then he punched him and directly knocked Pu Fan out of the ring.

The stands on all sides were silent, and many people didn't have time to watch...

The ring battle was over, just with a punch.

Not to mention other people, even Pu Fan was still confused after being knocked out of the ring.

Mo Yang didn't want to waste time. If he could solve the problem with one punch, he would never throw a second punch.