Ancient Gods

Mo Yang had this idea, not because he was arrogant, but because he was confident that he was invincible in the same realm.

Let alone a sword genius, even if there were a few descendants of the emperor, as long as they were in the same realm, he would be fearless.

The murderous intent in Wang Xier's eyes seemed to be materialized. After she took away the sword she had taken before, she held the long sword with both hands tightly, slowly raised it, and then suddenly chopped it down vertically.

The sneer on Mo Yang's mouth disappeared. He did not retreat but took a step forward, facing the green sword light. Without using other moves, he raised his hand and hit it with a hammer.

However, as soon as Mo Yang made a move, a figure appeared beside him, holding a sharp sword in hand, and swept it directly towards his head.

This scene made countless cultivators feel cold in their backs. The speed was a bit too fast, even many cultivators who were watching did not react.

Xu Qing and others who were watching the battle from a distance could not help but frown slightly at this time. Wang Xier was very decisive in her attack. It was thought that she would use the sword-controlling technique to attack from a distance, because facing Mo Yang's strong physique, close combat was extremely unwise.

But Wang Xier did the opposite, and this attack was unexpected.

Even Mo Yang was a little surprised, but facing the cold murderous intent that penetrated his bones, his face was terribly calm, and he didn't even have the slightest intention of retreating.

This made many of the onlookers change color. As we all know, Mo Yang's body skills are extremely mysterious. If he retreated at this time, he would definitely have time, but Mo Yang actually stood still...

Seeing that the sharp sword was about to fall on Mo Yang's head, it was a Taoist weapon. Even if Mo Yang had a strong physique, if he didn't avoid it, his head would probably be cut directly.

But at this moment, a breath suddenly came out of Mo Yang's body, like a halo, spreading around with Mo Yang as the center.

The sword of the Dao paused for a moment, and then Wang Xier was directly blown away by the light circle, and flew dozens of feet away.

Golden waves of light rose and fell around Mo Yang. This was the spiritual palace vision that Mo Yang cultivated. It was a small world of pure land. It unfolded instantly at this moment, and even the mighty sword energy was instantly flattened.

But it was only a moment, and the vision slowly dissipated. Mo Yang's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he looked at Wang Xier who was dozens of feet away.

"I originally gave you a chance to survive, but you didn't cherish it!" Mo Yang said as he walked towards Wang Xier.

Although Wang Xier was shocked and her blood was surging, and blood was flowing from the corners of her mouth, she would never retreat. When she heard Mo Yang's words, her face became ferocious again, and she rushed towards Mo Yang again with the sword of the Dao tightly.

"I thought Jiang Mingxue was stupid enough, but now I realize that you are stupider than her. The key is that your breasts are not as big as hers. How can you be more brainless than her?" Mo Yang said coldly.

Looking at Wang Xier, who was stabbing at him with his fingertips, Mo Yang slowly raised the hammer in his hand, and then the scroll of words was running. His figure disappeared instantly. Wang Xier rushed over and stabbed with a sword, but missed. Then a terrifying aura suddenly poured down from the sky.

Wang Xier's face changed drastically, and she didn't even have time to look up, but just raised her sword to block in a hurry.

"Bang..."

With a loud bang, Wang Xier fell down instantly, making a big pit below.

But at this time, Mo Yang was stunned. The hammer in his hand was originally damaged, and it actually broke directly at this time. The rusty hammer fell off piece by piece.

He knew that this hammer would not last long, so he planned to use it once, but he didn't expect it to break here.

Many of the onlookers were also stunned. Everyone thought that the hammer was extremely powerful before, but in the blink of an eye, it just broke apart like this...

On a green hill, Qiao Yunxi, who was watching the battle silently, showed an inexplicable smile on her face. She couldn't help but recall the scene when she gave the hammer to Mo Yang. However, looking at the shadowy hilltop under the night sky, the smile on her face disappeared.

More and more cultivators arrived one after another. The several powerful auras she sensed before were all strong people who had reached the human realm in the Dao realm!

Mo Yang looked at the broken hammer piece by piece, shook his head helplessly, and then planned to throw it away, but at this moment, a ray of light shone from the collapsed place.

"Huh..."

Mo Yang frowned, confused, and then suddenly urged the true energy in his body to pour into the hammer. The cracked skin was quickly shaken off, and there was actually a slightly smaller hammer inside.

Moreover, the surface of the hammer was engraved with some mysterious patterns, and the handle of the hammer, which was about to decay, quickly cracked at this time, and the light lingered inside, revealing a brand new handle. However, it was made of unknown material. It was dark green, warm to the touch, and as delicate as mutton-fat jade.

Mo Yang was stunned for a moment, and then recalled what the tower soul said, and he immediately understood.

When the tower soul saw the hammer at the beginning, he must have seen the clues. The seemingly broken part was just a shell, and the real hammer was hidden inside.

Mo Yang looked at the hilltop where Qiao Yunxi was, intentionally or unintentionally, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Everyone was talking about it, and they were all a little confused by this scene. It can be seen that the hammer seemed to be a treasure. Apart from other things, the patterns engraved on the surface of the hammer alone gave people a sense of mystery.

At this time, a violent cough came from below, and in the dusty pit, a green sword light suddenly rushed into the sky.

Mo Yang looked down, then quickly swung the hammer and smashed it down.

"Bang..."

There was another loud noise, and the sword light shattered in an instant, and it seemed that even the sword in Wang Xier's hand was directly broken.

Mo Yang's eyes flashed with killing light, and he swung the hammer to continue.

However, at this time, a light suddenly flashed in the distance, and a sword light suddenly swept over. Mo Yang frowned slightly and retreated. When he came to his senses, he found that an old man was holding the seriously injured and unconscious Wang Xier in one hand and Wang Xiao, who had no fighting power in the other hand, and was fleeing at a high speed.

He took a step forward, but hesitated slightly and did not chase.

There are too many strong men in the dark, so it is better to be cautious now.

He looked down at the hammer in his hand, then suddenly circulated his true energy into it, and then turned around and smashed it towards a mountain in the distance.

Without any warning, it was the first time he took the initiative.

On the green mountain, a young man who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed opened his eyes and moved sideways at a high speed.

Under the night sky, the young man stood in the air, staring at Mo Yang coldly.

This young man was very strange to Mo Yang, he had never seen him before. The reason why Mo Yang attacked without warning was because he sensed a strong murderous intent from this man.

"You seem to have a strong desire to kill me, but I don't seem to know you, what's the matter, do you and I have a grudge for killing our fathers?" Mo Yang looked at the young man coldly.