Ancient Gods

Feeling the pressure and murderous intent emanating from Mo Yang, Xuanyuan Xiaoyue was stunned.

However, she quickly came to her senses. Although she was frightened, she was not afraid. After all, this was the Xuanyuan family!

She suppressed her surprise, stared at Mo Yang coldly, and said angrily: "I say it again, this is the Xuanyuan family!"

The sneer on Mo Yang's mouth became stronger and stronger, and gradually became a little grim.

"I say it again, get out of the way!"

Mo Yang then said: "If you stop me again, Mo will not show mercy!"

After the words fell, Mo Yang retracted his gaze and looked at other places in Qingshan.

Obviously, he still wanted to continue digging spiritual medicine and had no intention of stopping at all.

"Do you really think that you are invincible just because you used some evil tricks to kill a Saint Emperor?" Xuanyuan Xiaoyue seemed to be angry, and her voice became sharp at this time.

Then, with a light sound of "Crack", a flash of cold light, a sharp sword came out of its sheath, and she held the long sword against Mo Yang's neck in an instant.

The sword's sword energy flowed, exuding a sharp breath.

Xuanyuan Xiaoyue was extremely angry at this time, and had already had the intention to kill.

She was a proud of the imperial family, even though she knew that Mo Yang was very strong, but now in her own family, she was unwilling to be suppressed by Mo Yang.

But Mo Yang's reaction made her color change, because there was not a trace of fluctuation on Mo Yang's face.

Facing the cold sword, he actually raised his hand and grabbed it directly.

Then the power in his body flowed, accompanied by a crisp tremor, and the holy sword was instantly broken.

"You want to kill me with this?" Mo Yang's eyes were a little cold, but his face was full of disdain.

He then said, "Don't you have an imperial weapon in the Xuanyuan family? Take it out and try it!"

Mo Yang looked at Xuanyuan Xiaoyue indifferently, and then his aura suddenly burst out, directly shaking Xuanyuan Xiaoyue away.

Dozens of feet away, Xuanyuan Xiaoyue barely stabilized her body, but she spurted out several mouthfuls of blood in succession. In the blink of an eye, a large area of ​​her dress was stained red.

Although the murderous intent in her eyes became stronger, she was terrified in her heart.

She knew that Mo Yang was very strong now, but she never expected that he would be so terrifying that he could shake her away with the pressure he released...

Thinking back to the battle with Mo Yang in Luoyang City, even if she was defeated in the end, she still had the strength to fight, but now, she had no power to resist!

This huge contrast made it difficult for Xuanyuan Xiaoyue to accept it.

"I, Mo Yang, don't know how to be gentle and considerate, and I don't want to. If you make a move again, I will kill you!" Mo Yang narrowed his eyes and said this to Xuanyuan Xiaoyue in a cold voice.

Er Gouzi was watching this scene not far away, and his heart was also uneasy. He couldn't help but secretly cursed Mo Yang as a madman.

Mo Yang came to Xuanyuan's house this time. Could it be that he really wanted to poke a hole in the sky?

"In Xuanyuan's house, you can't be so presumptuous!" How could Xuanyuan Xiaoyue bear it? She made a sharp sound.

She flipped her palm and took out another sharp sword. She dodged and stabbed Mo Yang.

She used all her strength to strike this sword. The whole long sword was surrounded by light, and an amazing sword energy emanated...

If it were in the past, facing such a sword, Mo Yang would have to retreat.

But now it was different. Mo Yang stood there with his hands behind his back. Seeing the attack approaching, he raised his hand and slapped it hard in front of him.

The air was instantly turbulent, as if the void was shattered, and the violent energy fluctuations surged forward, like a rushing river.

"Boy, you..."

Er Gouzi's face changed. He didn't expect Mo Yang to dare to kill.

Because Mo Yang was really angry, this was the power of the Saint King.

Even if a first-level Saint King came, he would be half disabled. With Xuanyuan Xiaoyue's cultivation, he would probably be beaten into a pulp in an instant.

The power was extremely terrifying, and even Er Gouzi felt frightened.

But at this moment, a beam of light suddenly swept down from the air, and a sword energy swept down, instantly intercepting the power that Mo Yang had sent out.

Xuanyuan Xiaoyue was also carried out by a force and sent dozens of feet away.

Er Gouzi's expression became alert, and his eyes looked up in the air. There was no doubt that the strong man of the Xuanyuan family had taken action.

"Young man, you are too arrogant!"

The voice came before the figure arrived.

Mo Yang stood on the green hill, seemingly not surprised at all, with a slight sneer on the corner of his mouth, and glanced at the air and then retracted his eyes.

He didn't speak, but leaned over again to dig up a spiritual herb.

Er Gouzi's heart was beating violently. He had known Mo Yang for such a long time, but it was the first time that he found that Mo Yang had such a crazy side.

Although this kind of thing was very exciting, Er Gouzi also knew that he would lose his life here at any time.

"Boy... why don't you stop!" Er Gouzi hurriedly sent a message to Mo Yang.

At the same time, a figure had already stood on the green hill.

This was a middle-aged man with a burly figure, sword-like eyebrows and tiger eyes. His face was majestic without anger, and he exuded a sense of majesty invisibly.

"Peak Saint King..." Mo Yang looked up at the middle-aged man and chuckled.

"Junior, this is the Xuanyuan clan's land, not your Ganzong's back garden!" The middle-aged man looked cold and stern, staring at Mo Yang and spoke.

"You Xuanyuan family is chasing my Ganzong disciples, I'm just picking a few spiritual herbs, why, you can't help it?" Mo Yang sneered, but there was a chilling breath in his voice.

The middle-aged man did not speak after hearing this, but just stared at Mo Yang coldly.

Mo Yang then sneered: "Are you going to kill me?"

"Junior, I think it's not easy for you to cultivate. Get out of Xuanyuan's house immediately, otherwise you will be destroyed both physically and mentally today!" The middle-aged man really couldn't stand Mo Yang's arrogant attitude and spoke angrily.

"Yeah!"

Mo Yang sneered, then took a step forward and appeared directly in front of the middle-aged man. He had taken out a silver-white halberd, pointed it directly at the middle-aged man's head, and said in a cold voice: "Let me shape my body and spirit." Ju Mie, come and try!”

"Even if this is the Xuanyuan family, believe it or not, I will kill you within a stick of incense!" Mo Yang stared at the middle-aged man with a stern look and spoke.

"Ignorant kid, go to hell!" The middle-aged man was furious, his body suddenly retreated, and then he struck Mo Yang Gai with a palm.

However, as soon as the middle-aged man took action, a silver-white halberd instantly penetrated his body from behind, and then penetrated through his abdomen.

Mo Yang in front of the middle-aged man was also shattered, but turned into a ray of light and dispersed.

"So what about the Peak Saint King? Do you really think I can't kill you?" Mo Yang's cold voice sounded, like a demon sneering.

Xuanyuan Xiaoyue's face turned pale in the distance, and her eyes were full of horror.

Mo Yang seemed to have been prepared for it, but she didn't even have the slightest clue about the external incarnation that he didn't know when to use.

"You little beast, how dare you!" The middle-aged man roared repeatedly, his aura rioting, shaking Mo Yang back repeatedly.

"What the hell, Guapi, are you scolding me?" Ergouzi, who was not far away, became a little unhappy and stared at the middle-aged man and asked.

"I will let you die here today!" The middle-aged man glanced at Er Gouzi coldly, looked at Mo Yang again with murderous eyes, and then shouted: "Array up!"

As his words fell, the place suddenly became unstable. Terrifying auras emerged one after another. Arrays of formations emerged from all directions, intertwining into a large formation in the blink of an eye.

Mo Yang was directly enveloped in the formation, and he did not withdraw.

The key is that this is a killing formation. As soon as the formation is gathered together, it emits a terrifying murderous intent.

Mo Yang looked at Er Gouzi with a cold expression.

Ergouzi knew what Mo Yang meant, he chuckled and said: "Are you going to compare formations? I will let you see what a real killing formation is today!"