Ancient Gods

Ji Feichen never showed his attitude along the way, and he looked very casual. He didn't seem to care about the battle in which the strong besieged Mo Yang.

But this moment was beyond everyone's expectations.

The elder of the Holy Sect who came with him had a solemn face and was at a loss for a moment. He tried to secretly send a message to call Ji Feichen back, but Ji Feichen ignored him.

"How about I call Brother Ji back?" Murong Xue was a little dazed at this time, and seemed not to realize what Ji Feichen's actions meant. She actually asked the elder tentatively.

The elder of the Holy Sect had a solemn face, and then said: "No one moves, just stay here!"

Murong Xue immediately shut up.

"I should have known that I shouldn't have let him come with me!" The elder of the Holy Sect said in a deep voice.

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"If the many forces present mistakenly believe that our Holy Sect is standing on the side of Mo Yang, I am afraid that they will join forces to target our Holy Sect in the future. The consequences will be disastrous. At the least, the vitality will be greatly damaged and the foundation will be damaged. At the worst, the foundation of the Holy Sect will be destroyed!"

Xu Qing frowned and thought for a moment, then said: "Senior Brother Ji is free and easy. Brother Mo saved him. If he just watched helplessly, I am afraid he would feel guilty. The martial arts is to cultivate a heart of Tao. He got what he wanted this time, which will also be good for his future practice!"

The elder of the Holy Sect sighed heavily. What Xu Qing said was right, but the consequences it caused were too serious...

What he was most worried about at this time was the rumors that the two powerful people in the Immortal Realm would take action. At that time, I am afraid that even Ji Feichen would be killed here.

On the green hills in the distance, people were talking about Ji Feichen's intentions and the position of the Holy Sect...

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Mo Yang glanced at the distance, and then said to Ji Feichen: "All forces are watching. You came to drink with me so openly. Aren't you afraid that you will be implicated?"

"You are the pride of the Holy Sect. If you are implicated, the Holy Sect will definitely be involved!"

Ji Feichen looked like he didn't care at all. He smiled, raised the wine jar and took a sip, smacked his lips, and said: "I told you in the Holy Sect that I still owe you a favor, and I just came here to drink, not to fight with you!"

Mo Yang sighed lightly and didn't say anything else.

Mo Yang was not worried about this battle, because as long as Feng Rukong showed up, he would not worry even if the two immortal masters took action at this time.

Because as long as he caught the two big fish, his goal would be achieved.

After that, whether the four-legged dragon should be roasted or steamed is a matter for the future.

After taking a few big sips, Ji Feichen turned his palm, took out a long sword, wiped it on his sleeve, then sprayed a mouthful of wine on the sword with cold light, and then wiped it on his sleeve again.

"This sword has not been used for many years. Tsk tsk, it will be rusty if it is not used again!" He said to himself.

Then he turned back and glanced in the direction of Xu Qing and others, and smiled: "Xu Qing is probably almost dying of greed now. I guess he was stopped by the elders. That kid has good talent, but he is a little timid!"

Mo Yang put down the wine jar in his hand, looked at Ji Feichen silently, and said: "Go back. It shouldn't affect anything if you turn back now. If you stay any longer, I'm afraid someone will not be able to resist and take action!"

Ji Feichen did not say anything, and looked at the long sword in his hand.

"You should be able to see that I deliberately exposed my identity, so I am sure!" Mo Yang spoke in a low voice.

Ji Feichen frowned slightly, the smile on his face disappeared, staring at Mo Yang, and after a moment he said: "Are you sure?"

Mo Yang laughed, and then said: "You have come here, and you have repaid the favor you owe me. The rest is brotherhood, and we will continue later!"

Mo Yang leaned on the broken hammer with one hand and slowly stood up.

Ji Feichen silently looked up at Mo Yang, then raised his head and drank the remaining Shenxian Drunk, then stood up and said: "Then I'll wait for you!"

He did not stop, his figure flashed, and he left directly.

At this time, there was a lot of discussion in the distance, and I didn't know what the Tianjiao of the Holy Sect was doing.

And seeing Ji Feichen return, the elder of the Holy Sect suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't know what to say to his ancestor, because the ancestor didn't seem to care much about anything, and was indifferent, and the key cultivation was not inferior to him.

"Brother Ji, you..."

Xu Qing wanted to ask the reason, but the elder glared at him. Xu Qing was speechless and could only shut up.

"Boom..."

In the dim sky and earth, on a green mountain, a sword sound came first, and then a sword light instantly illuminated the night sky...

Wang Xiao, the second pride of the Sword Sect, who had been sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, took action. His cultivation was not strong, but he had a high talent in the way of swordsmanship.

At the Taoshan Festival, he was defeated by Mo Yang. Since then, he has been concentrating on comprehending the way of swordsmanship. He heard that the major forces of various parties had joined forces to eliminate Mo Yang a few days ago, so he chose to come here.

The reason why he chose to draw his sword first at this time was because he was worried that if he didn't take action at this time, he might not have a chance in the future.

The elders of the Sword Sect once said that Mo Yang was doomed this time, because some major forces even brought imperial soldiers.

Mo Yang stood silently on the top of the mountain, looking at the sword light that illuminated the night sky, he couldn't help but say: "What a sword!"

This sword is indeed amazing. It is rare for Wang Xiao, who is at the fifth level of the Great Saint Realm, to be able to produce such a sword light.

Mo Yang put away the hammer in his hand, raised his hand and pointed out, and the powerful true energy in his body turned into a terrifying sword light that shot out from his fingertips.

Mo Yang did not mean to humiliate Wang Xiao on purpose, but he really did not have much interest. Although Wang Xiao's sword was extraordinary, even ordinary great saints of the eighth or even ninth level would have to avoid its edge, but not Mo Yang.

Mo Yang once said on Taoshan that his sword moves lacked murderous aura, but this sword was full of murderous aura.

"Boom..."

A loud noise came, like two peerless swords slashing together, the sound waves were piercing, with the trembling sound of metal colliding, and then the sword light that illuminated the night sky suddenly shattered, turning into a rain of light that scattered all over the sky, like a group of exploding fireworks.

"I have been nurturing for many days and nurturing three of the strongest sword auras. I don't want to kill you, I just want to regain the dignity I once lost!" Wang Xiao's body slowly rose into the air and spoke to Mo Yang from a distance.

Mo Yang: "..."

Mo Yang stood there silently, sneered, and said: "Your cultivation has improved a lot, and your swordsmanship has also made some breakthroughs, but one thing has not changed, you are still as useless as you were two years ago!"

Wang Xiao's face was gloomy, but he did not respond. He slowly closed his eyes, held the sword with both hands, and then stabbed forward fiercely.