Ancient Gods

Although the gray-robed youth's cultivation has not yet reached the peak of the third level of the Saint King, it seems that he is not far away. The invisible aura emanating from him is condensed and powerful.

Hearing the youth speak like this, Mo Yang's mouth gradually showed a smile, and he said: "Are you the Saint of Taoism?"

"Yes!"

"You rely on external forces to wantonly provoke wars on the mainland. I thought your cultivation was not inferior to mine, but I didn't expect it to be so unbearable!"

The gray-robed youth spoke coldly.

Mo Yang raised his eyebrows slightly after hearing this, and said: "External force? Are you talking about the Emperor Tower? If it was a battle between peers, when would I have used it?"

The Saint of Taoism was obviously deliberately provoking Mo Yang. After all, Mo Yang had an Emperor Tower on his body. He deliberately emphasized the word "external force", obviously wanting Mo Yang to promise not to use the Emperor Tower.

But Mo Yang did this on purpose. Although the Saint of Taoism's cultivation was slightly stronger than his, Mo Yang was not afraid.

The arrogance flowing in the other party's bones, as long as he let these two people fight him one-on-one, he could kill both of them.

After Mo Yang finished speaking, he looked at the woman again and asked, "The Saint of Taoism?"

The woman's eyes were filled with cold light, and she snorted coldly, "Since you guessed it, have you thought about how to die?"

Mo Yang had a strong smile on his face, and he didn't seem angry. He said, "You used despicable means to force me to show up. Now that I'm here, how about we fight outside the city?"

"Don't be afraid. I, Mo Yang, don't even bother to use the imperial soldiers to fight with you!"

After Mo Yang finished speaking, he didn't stop and turned around and flew out of Tianyan City.

"You're looking for death!"

The Saint of Taoism was instantly enraged. As a dignified Saint of Taoism, he asked himself that he could look down on the heroes in the entire Xuantian Continent, but he could look down on his peers. Mo Yang dared to be so arrogant in front of him.

"This boy is treacherous and cunning. He is probably deliberately speaking to provoke the Saint, and wants to defeat him one by one. The Saint must not be fooled!" A Taoist strongman immediately spoke to stop him.

It would have been better if he didn't say anything. After hearing what the Taoist master said, the anger on the face of the Taoist Saint became stronger.

"Defeat them one by one? I will cut off his head!"

The Taoist Saint spoke angrily, then took a step forward and rushed out of Tianyan City directly after Mo Yang, and did not forget to turn back and add: "No one should interfere in this battle, I can easily kill him!"

Mo Yang listened to the roar of the Taoist Saint behind him, and a grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The Taoist used this method to force him this time, and he must kill this Saint!

The onlookers talked a lot, and many cultivators hurriedly took off and rushed out of Tianyan City with Mo Yang and the Taoist Saint.

Everyone originally thought that the war would break out in the Tianyan Divine Dynasty, and no one expected that a Taoist Saint would come out halfway, and Mo Yang moved the battlefield with a few words.

The formation in the Tianyan Divine Dynasty has been completely activated. Now the people in the Tianyan Divine Dynasty have no idea about the situation outside, and no one dares to leave the Tianyan Divine Dynasty.

"Boom..."

In just a few breaths, the battle outside Tianyan City broke out. A loud noise was heard, and Tianyan City seemed to be shaking.

The Taoist Saint was full of blood and energy, exuding a terrifying pressure. He held a sword and opened and closed it, and it seemed that he suppressed Mo Yang in an instant.

"I thought the cultivation genius in the world was a great figure, but it turned out to be a piece of trash like you. How can you have the courage to be arrogant in front of me!" The Taoist Saint was very irritable, and roared one after another.

"Boom..."

After a blow, Mo Yang's body was shaken back repeatedly. He stood in the air, looking at the gray-robed young man dozens of feet away, and said: "Not bad, it's indeed a little stronger than ordinary cultivators!"

When Mo Yang said this, the Taoist Saint was completely furious, staring at Mo Yang, and the murderous intent in his eyes seemed to be materialized.

"Boom..."

The Taoist Saint put away the sword directly, and then moved his hands to perform a secret technique of Taoism.

The sky was stirred up instantly, and a terrifying breath emanated, shocking many onlookers who had just approached and retreating violently.

Mo Yang stood there, and the air wave swept over, blowing his black hair wildly.

Seeing a huge palm of light appearing in the sky, it actually exuded a breathtaking breath, and even Mo Yang couldn't help frowning at this time.

Seeing that the palm of light shattered the void and suddenly pressed down, Mo Yang did not retreat!

He just stood there silently, with dots of light flowing around his body, and the four spiritual palaces turned into a small world to cover him.

"Spiritual Palace Vision!" The Taoist Saint shouted angrily, a little surprised.

"Boom..."

Immediately afterwards, a loud noise shook the sky, and after Mo Yang's spiritual palace vision blocked the light palm, it also shattered.

The violent air wave raged wildly in all directions with the two as the center, and the void was shattered in pieces.

Mo Yang sighed in his heart, worthy of being the Saint of Taoism, these secret techniques are indeed extraordinary...

Although he only used four spiritual palaces, if he faced other third-level Saint Kings, it would be impossible to directly shatter the vision he unfolded.

"Die!"

After the attack, the Saint of Taoism continued to attack, still using the secret technique just now, but this time the aura seemed to be stronger.

Mo Yang did not unfold the spiritual palace vision, but directly punched high into the sky.

At this moment, the Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons in his body was running at a high speed, and he directly used the power of the fourth level. The light wrapped on the fist was still golden at first, but after the blast, it had completely turned into blood red, looking sad and dazzling.

"Boom..."

The palm of light that was slapped down was instantly blown up, like a brilliant light bursting apart. The light was too dazzling, and many cultivators screamed and hurriedly looked away.

However, Mo Yang's body was also shaken back again and again. He stood in mid-air, with a hint of anger in his eyes.

"You..."

The Taoist Saint changed color and stared at Mo Yang in doubt. He knew very well that the Taoist secret technique he had just performed was extraordinary. Under normal circumstances, even a peak Saint King would have to retreat and would not dare to resist.

But Mo Yang raised his hand and blocked it with a punch.

There were even more exclamations in the distance. At first, it seemed that Mo Yang fell below, but many careful cultivators found that Mo Yang had not yet taken the initiative.

"The battle between the young generation of geniuses is comparable to the battle between the old generation of strong men. The young are really formidable..." A cultivator in the crowd sighed.

"They haven't really started fighting yet. It seems fierce now, but they are probably testing each other!"

"However, as an ancient sect, Taoism must have a unique heritage. Many of the legendary Taoist sacred arts have not been used by the Saint Son. If Mo Yang does not use those great emperor treasures in this battle, he should not be the opponent of the Taoist Saint Son!"

...

Two Taoist masters stood in the distance, frowning. They sent voice messages to stop the Saint Son several times, but they couldn't persuade him at all.

You have to know that Mo Yang can stir up so much blood and rain on the continent, and Mo Yang's combat power must be extraordinary.