Ancient Gods

Mo Yang stood in the air, with a mighty pressure all over his body. He swung the long sword with both hands and chopped it down fiercely.

"Since you keep saying that I am a demon, I will kill you, the Buddha, today!"

The sword light swept down suddenly. Although this set of skills is powerful, it was used by Mo Yang at this time, and the power increased by who knows how many times.

The fluctuations emanating from Mo Yang made Yu Yao's face change color several times.

At this time, Mo Yang gave her a sense of strangeness.

Looking back, Mo Yang was just an ordinary cultivator, being hunted down by the Mu family...

However, in a blink of an eye, Jiang Xunhuan, the Tianjiao of the Dao Sect, was killed by Mo Yang, and even Bai Fan, the Tianjiao of the Buddhist Sect, who has always been known for his mystery, was defeated again and again under Mo Yang's offensive.

At this time, Mo Yang seemed to be possessed by a demon, with his true energy flowing backwards and endless killing in his eyes...

"Whether you are possessed by a demon or not, no matter what you become, I will accompany you..." She murmured, and the confusion in her eyes turned into a trace of determination.

At the same time, the sword light fell, and although Bai Fan's body was still intact, the sword light did not fall on him, but it blasted him back dozens of meters away.

"Second sword!"

Mo Yang's voice came, and soon after, a sword light swept out, and in an instant, it directly cut off the beam of light covering Bai Fan.

"Third sword!"

The sword light came out in response, and the violent waves were like a river bursting its banks, and the sword energy was all over the sky. The sword light fell and split the Buddha statue in the air into two halves.

Although Bai Fan's body was intact, he was backlashed. His body trembled suddenly, and a trace of blood was left at the corner of his mouth.

The chanting that resounded in all directions completely disappeared...

Bai Fan opened his eyes, his face turned pale, he sat cross-legged on the ground, silently watching the sword light that was coming.

Although there was still no fear on his face, this sword light was more terrifying than the previous ones, as if it could destroy everything.

"Boom..."

A sword mark was left in the void, as if even the vast sky was split in half.

"Buddha..."

Bai Fan uttered a word, and the three golden lotuses on his head flashed a ray of light, turning into a golden Buddhist chant to block it.

At this moment, a trace of confusion appeared in his eyes, looking at Mo Yang who was coming to kill him, not knowing what he saw, his expression was stunned.

The Buddhist chant did not block Mo Yang's attack, and his body was blown away again.

This time he was severely injured, his body fell dozens of feet away, and he coughed up blood in his mouth.

"Zheng..."

The long sword trembled, and Mo Yang flashed and stabbed with the sword.

"Mo Yang..."

Yu Yao couldn't help but exclaim softly.

She could see that Mo Yang had the upper hand at this moment. If Mo Yang struck with this sword, Bai Fan might die on the spot.

When Bai Fan stood up, a sharp sword was pressed against his throat.

Mo Yang stood in front of him, his figure like a god or a demon, with a smile on his lips that was a bit sarcastic, fierce and bloodthirsty.

"Where is your trump card, why don't you use it?"

Beyond everyone's expectations, Mo Yang's sword did not cut down.

Pressed against Bai Fan's throat, the sword light was swallowing and the breath was soul-stirring.

Bai Fan also showed a hint of surprise in his eyes, silently looking at Mo Yang, calmly raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and asked instead of answering: "Why did you stop?"

Bai Fan said as he glanced at Yu Yao in the distance, then retracted his gaze and fell on Mo Yang.

He said, "I said, it was the sect's intention, not mine!"

"You made a move!" Mo Yang still held the long sword, and the sword energy flowed on the blade. He only needed to thrust forward to cut off Bai Fan's head.

Bai Fan said, "I just want to see if you are really a demon!"

Mo Yang showed a strong sneer at the corner of his mouth, and the violent aura on his body suddenly decreased, and the blood-red light in his eyes actually faded away in an instant.

Bai Fan didn't say much, raised his hand to take the gourd that fell in the distance, then silently looked at Mo Yang, turned around and left.

Looking at this scene, Er Gouzi was stunned for a while.

It felt that although Mo Yang was affected by the reincarnation seal, his mind was not lost, otherwise he would never stop like this.

Seeing Bai Fan turn around and leave, Xia Fengliu breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, thinking back to the scene just now, he was still frightened.

"The young generation of genius is so strong..."

Mo Yang did not continue to move. The long sword in his hand flashed and was put back into his ring. He stood there silently, wondering what he was thinking.

Yu Yao walked slowly towards Mo Yang, and Er Gouzi hurriedly followed.

"Are you okay?"

Yu Yao asked softly.

Mo Yang stood there, his aura was restrained, and he shook his head.

"Boy, what's the situation?"

Er Gouzi came forward and looked at Mo Yang silently, asking with puzzled eyes.

Mo Yang looked at Bai Fan's leaving figure from a distance, his expression was a little strange, and he said: "Just now I accidentally opened my mind and saw something!"

Er Gouzi was full of suspicion, and he was confused. This was the best time to kill Bai Fan, but Mo Yang actually stopped.

"Boy, what's the use of looking at this fake bald donkey? This fake bald donkey is extremely talented. If you keep him, he will definitely be your greatest enemy. If you don't get rid of the roots, he will grow again in the spring breeze!" Er Gouzi said.

"He didn't have the intention to kill, he was just testing him!"

Mo Yang sighed.

Bai Fan was stronger than what people saw. If he fought to the death, even if Mo Yang used the Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons with all his strength, he might not be able to defeat him.

"He really didn't use his full strength!" Yu Yao said, looking in the direction where Bai Fan left from a distance.

Mo Yang said nothing, and said, "It's those Buddhist monks who are hypocritical. If they really want to attack me, don't blame me for tearing down their Demon Subduing Tower!"

"How could I not see that? Didn't that kid just keep shouting that he wanted to kill you?" Er Gouzi was puzzled.

Xia Fengliu also came up, and he didn't understand.

At this moment, the figure of the Eighth Elder of Xuantian Holy Land appeared, looked Mo Yang up and down, and said, "Boy, are you okay!"

"Old man, you have been watching the battle in secret, it's very cool!" Mo Yang frowned and looked at the Eighth Elder.

When he fought with Bai Fan before, he sensed that the Eighth Elder was in the dark.

"Boy, you are just fighting on the surface. Neither of you has the intention to kill. You are just testing each other!" The Eighth Elder said.

He continued, "And I don't think you will die soon. If you die like this, it means that God wants you to die!"