Ancient Gods

In the restaurant, facing the discussions of many drinkers around, Mo Yang seemed to be oblivious.

He dared to directly provoke such powerful forces as Tianyan Divine Dynasty and Xuanyuan Imperial Clan, let alone a small figure in Tianyan City.

"Brother, you should have just arrived in Tianyan City. The man just now was from the Jun family. I think you should leave quickly. If you wait for the people from the Jun family to come, it will be really troublesome!"

A young man came over and kindly persuaded Mo Yang.

Mo Yang looked up at the young man, smiled, and said, "It's okay, wait for them to come!"

The young man wanted to persuade him a few more times, but when he saw Mo Yang looking out the window after he finished speaking, he seemed to have not taken what he said seriously at all. The young man shook his head and sighed, turned around and left silently.

As for the so-called Jun family, Mo Yang had heard Luo Liuxiang mention it. When he first came to Tianyan City, he went to Qinxuan Tower to look for Luo Liuxiang. At that time, a girl who was listening to music with Luo Liuxiang seemed to be from the Jun family.

Mo Yang still had some impression of the girl. She had been trying to exchange Er Gouzi with him at that time, and she didn't seem to be a good person.

In a blink of an eye, half an hour passed, and several jars of strong liquor went down his throat, but Mo Yang didn't feel drunk at all.

Mo Yang sighed lightly. Now that his cultivation has become stronger, the strong liquor will be dissolved in an instant, and getting drunk has become a luxury.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise outside the restaurant.

Mo Yang had originally planned to get up and leave, but when he heard the noise outside the restaurant, he raised his eyebrows slightly and sat back in his chair.

There is no doubt that the troublemaker has come.

In just a few breaths, a group of people rushed up.

Thirteen cultivators were blocking the entrance of the corridor with murderous intent. Their cultivation was not weak, because twelve of them were actually in the extraordinary realm, and there was a saint standing behind them.

Mo Yang glanced at them lightly, and then looked elsewhere.

At this time, the restaurant was dead silent. The guests around retreated to the back, as far away from Mo Yang as possible, fearing that they would be affected.

Then a young man rushed out from behind the cultivators, looked at Mo Yang with a vicious look, raised his hand and pointed at Mo Yang and said: "It's him!"

There was no doubt that this young man was the one who was just beaten away by Mo Yang. At this time, he stared at Mo Yang fiercely, as if he wanted to eat Mo Yang alive.

"Catch him directly, I want to cut him into pieces in public!" The young man continued.

Then, a girl came out from the back of the crowd, wearing a white dress, glanced at Mo Yang indifferently, frowned slightly, and said to the cultivators beside him: "Do it!"

Mo Yang glanced at the girl, then frowned slightly, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, because this person was the girl he had seen before.

As the girl's voice fell, more than ten cultivators rushed up and surrounded Mo Yang. Two of them even took action directly, drawing the long swords from their waists and directly holding them on Mo Yang's neck.

"You are so ignorant, you dare to hit me, the third young master of the Jun family. You are blind!" A cultivator shouted at Mo Yang.

"The third young master of the Jun family? What is the Jun family?" Mo Yang put down the wine jar in his hand. Even though there were two sharp swords across his neck, there was no panic on his face.

Instead, he frowned and asked.

"You..." The cultivator was stunned. Obviously, he didn't expect that the young man in front of him would be so ignorant of life and death.

"Just chop off his head!" The so-called third young master of the Jun family in the back said angrily.

Whether Mo Yang really didn't know or pretended not to know, this was a humiliation to them.

"Hehe... Jun family..." Mo Yang chuckled.

The two cultivators did not hesitate when they heard this. A fierce look flashed in their eyes, and they attacked directly, trying to cut off Mo Yang's head.

However, the long sword was clearly across Mo Yang's neck, but it could not fall down at this time, as if it was stuck by something.

The two extraordinary cultivators were stunned, and then hurriedly put away their swords to attack again, but when they put their hands away, the long swords did not move at all, and could not be retracted. They were firmly fixed by a force.

"Why don't you do it?"

Mo Yang looked at the two cultivators with a puzzled look on his face, and his face was serious, as if he was really puzzled.

"You..."

The two cultivators changed color, and their hearts trembled immediately. At this time, they felt that something seemed to be wrong, because the young man in front of them was not like an ordinary person.

The other party was facing so many cultivators, but he didn't care at all. From beginning to end, there was not even a trace of panic and worry on his face. This kind of calmness is not something that ordinary cultivators can have.

"If you don't do it, I will!"

Mo Yang smiled faintly and uttered a word: "Die!"

Just one word, the words were very light, and there was no sense of murderous intent.

However, a strange scene happened. The two extraordinary cultivators changed color immediately, and then their eyes bulged out. Their bodies seemed to be enveloped by an endless force. Their bodies were deformed at a very fast speed, and bursts of numbing cracking sounds came from their bodies.

In just two breaths, the two extraordinary cultivators fell down like a ball of rotten meat. Scarlet blood flowed down their robes and flowed several meters away in the blink of an eye.

At this time, the restaurant was silent.

The guests who retreated to the back were all horrified, thinking that they had hallucinations because this scene was too scary.

The third young master of the Jun family wanted to mock Mo Yang, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was stunned by this scene, and the mockery on his face turned into a deep horror.

Even the girl in a white dress beside him changed color, and a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes.

None of them saw Mo Yang's move. With just this one word, he killed two extraordinary cultivators silently. There is no doubt that the other party's cultivation must be terrifying.

Could this strange young man be a genius from a big force?

To have such means, it is very likely that he has reached the realm of saints.

"Boom..."

Before they could speak, the middle-aged man in the saint realm had already taken action. His body turned into a residual shadow and rushed towards Mo Yang. He urged all his strength and stabbed Mo Yang's head with a sharp sword.

Mo Yang did not avoid it at all. He sat there silently. The long sword fell on his forehead, making a sharp clanging sound.

Then, in the unbelievable eyes of countless people, the sharp sword broke into pieces.

The middle-aged man's face changed drastically. He stared at the hilt of the sword in his hand in a daze. He froze in place as if struck by lightning.

"Tell me, what is the Jun family?" Mo Yang looked at the middle-aged man with a faint smile on his face.

The middle-aged man suddenly raised his head and looked at Mo Yang, shouting in surprise: "Who are you?"

The middle-aged man knew that he had hit a wall today. He couldn't even pierce the opponent's skin with his full strength. The mysterious young man in front of him was probably a Saint King.

At such an age and with such cultivation, except for those monsters from the most powerful forces, it is impossible to be so strong.