Ancient Gods

Meng Xianyin completely lost her previous calmness and composure at this moment. Endless anger and murderous intent appeared in her eyes. She flashed and stabbed at Mo Yang with a long sword in hand.

At this moment, she seemed to have forgotten that she should not fight with Mo Yang in close combat, and forgot that Mo Yang's body was strong and his strength was beyond the reach of ordinary cultivators.

In the blink of an eye, her body had rushed in front of Mo Yang, and the long sword stabbed directly at Mo Yang's head.

"Hey!"

Mo Yang sneered, and his body did not retreat at all. The battle axe that had been raised to his head suddenly fell down.

"Dang..."

A sharp metal tremor resounded in all directions, Meng Xianyin's body trembled violently, and then retreated repeatedly. The long sword in her hand trembled at a very fast speed. When her body stabilized, the long sword made a crisp sound, and then several cracks broke out from the cold and shining sword.

"Alas, poor child, impulse is the devil!"

"Meng, you are trapped by love and don't care about anything. Although Mo's cultivation is not as good as yours, his body is much stronger than yours. Although you have several mountains hanging on your shoulders, the key is that you are not hard!"

Er Gouzi lay on Mo Yang's shoulder, sighing in a pretentious manner and shaking his head.

Meng Xianyin's face flushed, and her blood was surging. She stared at the long sword in her hand blankly, but after a moment, her cold eyes looked at Mo Yang again, and her murderous intent did not diminish at all. Regardless of Er Gouzi's fierce words, she turned her palm again and took out a guqin from the ring.

"Boy, strike while the iron is hot and take this girl down in one fell swoop. Then the girl will be yours and the guqin will be mine!" Er Gouzi hurriedly urged Mo Yang.

But Mo Yang had already taken action. His body turned into a flash of lightning and rushed forward. He swung the battle axe again and chopped it towards Meng Xianyin.

The onlookers in the distance came to their senses at this time, and cried out in surprise.

"This rapist deserves to die a thousand times. He stole the elixir and watched people bathing, and he even had the nerve to do it!" It was a female cultivator who spoke. If she hadn't been worried about Mo Yang's amazing fighting power, she seemed to have taken action to eliminate the great harm for the world.

"That's because he has the ability. If I have this ability, I will also dig a few elixir plants and watch the fairies bathing. What regrets are there in life!" Some cultivators were surprised and admired.

Although Mo Yang's methods seemed a bit inferior, it must be said that Mo Yang's courage is unmatched. After all, let alone peeking, just breaking into the Xianyin Pavilion, this courage is not something that ordinary people can have.

The key is that Mo Yang actually admitted it directly without blushing or beating his heart!

"Looking at this situation, Meng Xianyin may not be able to do anything to this guy. This guy is too powerful, and he has a holy weapon in his hand. Xianyin Pavilion is most afraid of an upset mood. Now Meng Xianyin's mood is chaotic, and her combat power has greatly decreased. It is even more impossible for her to be Mo Yang's opponent!"

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Amidst the many discussions around him, Nie Yun looked at Bai Fan on the side and asked with a puzzled face: "What do you think, Brother Bai?"

"What are you looking at?" Bai Fan frowned.

"His cultivation?"

Bai Fan silently looked at Mo Yang, and hesitated to speak. After a long time, he said: "He was indeed a third-level Grandmaster before, which should not be wrong, and now his cultivation is no longer a third-level Grandmaster, but it seems that he is not a War King either!"

"Could it be..."

As he said this, his eyebrows suddenly jumped, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, as if he thought of something.

Seeing Bai Fan's reaction, Nie Yun was also surprised and whispered, "Brother Bai, are you talking about the Gods?"

Bai Fan stared at Mo Yang again, very carefully and seriously, and said, "Not necessarily, there are exceptions to everything, that's just a possibility!"

At this time, Meng Xianyin had already retreated on the battlefield. Although she took out the guqin and her fingertips re-vibrated a wisp of killing sound, the sound waves were affected by her mood and sounded hurried and chaotic, and the power could not be exerted at all.

Mo Yang did not relax his attack at all, and kept attacking with the Xing character scroll, forcing Meng Xianyin to retreat continuously.

"Bang..."

After retreating several times, the battle axe in Mo Yang's hand was forced in front of Meng Xianyin, and the sharp axe fell on the guqin. With a loud bang, the sound of the guqin stopped abruptly because a string was cut off.

Meng Xianyin retreated again and again, her pretty face showing murderous intent and anger, as well as a sickly pale face, and her fair fingers were already oozing blood.

She stood in the distance holding the guqin in both hands, staring at Mo Yang, and said in a cold voice: "Mo Yang, I will never stop fighting with you!"

She did not stop after that, holding the guqin directly into the air, and left in a blink of an eye.

"Damn it, boy, why are you standing there, that girl has run away, why don't you chase her!" Er Gouzi hurriedly reminded Mo Yang.

Mo Yang shook his head and said, "She can fly in the air. Besides, if she is determined to leave, I am afraid that even those with stronger cultivation than her may not be able to really keep her!"

"This girl is not stupid. She knows to escape even though she can't beat her. But she dares to say harsh words before leaving. Boy, knock her out next time you see her. I will keep an eye on her!"

Mo Yang was speechless. Looking at the direction where Meng Xianyin left, his expression was slightly solemn. He said, "I am afraid that there will be no good days in the future. Since Xianyin Pavilion knows that we went to the Exiled Immortal Valley, I am afraid that they will send strong men to hunt us down in the future!"

"Boy, look at your little ability. No matter how strong his Xianyin Pavilion is, can it be stronger than Xuantian Holy Land? Hurry up and capture the Saint Girl and let her back you up!" Er Gouzi began to talk endlessly again.

Witnessing this battle with their own eyes, many cultivators never dreamed that Meng Xianyin would retreat in the end.

"If this guy didn't have a holy weapon in his hand, he would definitely not be Meng Xianyin's opponent!"

"It's hard to say. This Mo Yang is also strong in combat. Not only is he physically strong, but he is also too fast. I didn't see his movements clearly just now!"

"That dog is not simple either. It can actually speak human language. What kind of dog is this? I have seen many before. They look better than this dog, but this is the first time I have seen one that can speak human language!" Someone questioned Er Gouzi.

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"Boy, you learn very quickly. You know how to use words to anger that girl. It's not bad. It's better than rotten wood. It's a pity for the guqin. Boy, can't you be more careful? That's the treasure I like!" Er Gouzi spoke, sounding a little regretful, but he was grinning.

Nie Yun looked at the place where Meng Xianyin left, and looked at Mo Yang again. Although they had met only a few times, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have underestimated Mo Yang at the beginning. Mo Yang was not as simple as he thought.

And if his guess is correct, then Mo Yang's true combat power will be unpredictable. After all, according to the legend about the God Race, they are much stronger than the human race. I don't know if it is because of their cultivation talent or their amazing combat potential.