Ancient Gods

Mo Yang did not use the Star Emperor Tower. Although his urging the Star Emperor Tower to collect foreign objects was different from summoning the Star Emperor Tower. The aura of the Star Emperor Tower was not easily leaked out, but he knew that it was better to be careful when using it. The fewer times the better.

Moreover, facing Xuan Yu, who was in the early stages of entering the Dao realm, he did not need to use the Star Emperor Tower at all.

Hearing Mo Yang's voice coming from behind, Xuan Yu was shocked and angry. He didn't have time to turn around, and directly slashed his sword behind him with his backhand, but what he heard was a harsh metal trembling sound.

"clang……"

Along with the ear-piercing sound waves, Xuan Yu's entire arm was torn open, blood flew out, and then his body was shaken and flew out.

Mo Yang slowly retracted his fist, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. He did not use other soldiers just now, but directly raised his fist to hit the sword.

However, that war sword is indeed different from ordinary war weapons. Not only is the material used for sacrificial refining extremely hard, but also some Dao patterns seem to have been carved into it during the sacrificial refining.

Xuan Yu's face turned a little pale. His eyebrows were tightly knitted together. The right hand holding the sword was bleeding profusely. Blood like blood diamonds kept flowing down the sword. The whole arm was bloody and bloody. Trembling.

However, he still held the battle sword tightly, and at this time, he was extremely horrified. He naturally knew that Mo Yang had just directly bombarded him with his fist.

It's just that he couldn't believe it. The terrifying power poured into the battle sword, which directly shook away the sword energy he had condensed. It poured into his arm and almost shattered his arm. Even the battle sword was almost shaken off. Fly out.

How could a young human race possess such terrifying physical strength, even if he had the blood of the ancient gods?

He couldn't figure it out.

On the other hand, Mo Yang still stood there with a calm expression, his fist intact.

"how?"

Xuan Yu steadied his body and mind, and when he looked towards Mo Yang, he saw a faint smile on the corner of Mo Yang's mouth, and said two words lightly.

But these two words sounded to Xuan Yu's ears like the biggest shame in his life. His calm mind was completely shaken at this moment because he was completely angry.

The state of mind that he had been trying to suppress was completely thrown into chaos at this moment.

"boom……"

Thick zhenqi suddenly burst out from his whole body, and his whole person seemed to be enveloped in fire. The zhenqi was beating and flowing crazily...

His bloody right arm was healing rapidly at this time, and even the blood-red sword in his hand seemed to be ignited by fire. It was infused with rich zhenqi, exuding a terrifying murderous intent and sharp aura.

"Are you angry? It's okay to be angry!" The smile on Mo Yang's lips was still there, but there was a cold murderous intent in his eyes.

Watching Xuan Yu pick up the sword with both hands and slash it down, Mo Yang also moved. His figure flashed, leaving an afterimage on the spot. The scroll scroll moved, and his body flashed and disappeared, directly facing the series of The slashing sword light moved forward rapidly.

Xuan Yu was like a mad beast at this time, running around with all his strength crazily, holding the sword in both hands and slashing vertically in succession, and in the blink of an eye, he struck out more than ten streaks of bloody sword light.

It has to be said that the genius of the royal family of Taixu Mountain is indeed different from ordinary cultivators. The sword light that Xuan Yu is slashing now is more powerful than his own cultivation by several realms.

If it were anyone else, even if they were in the same realm as Xuan Yu, they probably wouldn't be able to withstand the opponent's attack.

The slashing sword energy swept out a terrifying wave in all directions, shocking many cultivators who were watching from a distance and retreated violently.

But Mo Yang actually walked directly through the dense sword light. The moment Xuan Yu stopped, Mo Yang's body happened to be in front of him. Without any extra words, Mo Yang raised his fist and hit Xuan Yu like this. go.

At this moment, let alone Xuan Yu, even a strong man in the Immortal Realm would be unable to avoid it. In desperation, Xuan Yu suddenly blocked the battle sword in front of his eyebrows.

"clang……"

Another harsh sound wave exploded, and Xuan Yu's whole body was like a meteorite falling from the sky, suddenly falling from mid-air towards the distance, a green mountain was directly penetrated, and the whole ground seemed to be shaking.

Mo Yang didn't stop. As soon as Xuan Yu's body hit the ground, Mo Yang's body flew down in front of the big pit filled with smoke and dust, and then he raised his fists and smashed them down one after another.

"ah……"

An angry roar came out, causing the green mountains in the distance to shake.

"clang……"

"clang……"

At first, Mo Yang's fist fell, and there was a harsh metallic trembling sound. It was obvious that Xuan Yu had been resisting desperately, but when Mo Yang's third punch fell, in the harsh sound waves, there seemed to be still There was a cracking sound.

Mo Yang's fourth punch landed, and a crisp cracking sound reached the ears of every cultivator watching.

At the moment when the sword broke, in addition to the crisp sound of breaking, Xuan Yu also heard a shrill scream.

That battle sword was his natal battle sword, which was compatible with his soul power. It had been warmed up to this day. When the battle sword was destroyed, it was obvious that his soul power was also severely damaged.

But Mo Yang was also surprised. This royal genius is indeed not simple. Under the shadow of death, a terrifying aura burst out from Xuan Yu's body. Although there was no breakthrough in his cultivation, he actually blocked several of Mo Yang's punches. .

"boom……"

Terrifying fluctuations came from the pit, and then a blood-red fire ignited in the pit. It was indeed a flame, but it was different from ordinary flames. It was Dao fire, and Xuan Yu was burning his soul power.

A genius fought back before his death, and Mo Yang did not dare to be careless, and flew out.

"You are the strongest human genius I have ever met, but today, even if I die here, I will drag you down with me!" Xuan Yu roared.

Then his body slowly floated up from the big pit into the air, and the whole person was covered by blood-red Dao fire. Only a piece of the sword in his hand was left, but the whole person's aura had reached the peak.

"Destroy my sword, damage my soul, today I will burn all my soul power in exchange for your death!" At this time, the expression on his face could not be seen clearly, but the voice was terribly cold.

Mo Yang frowned slightly, Xuan Yu seemed to be performing some kind of forbidden technique, exchanging the strongest power for the price of burning soul power, but this forbidden technique seemed a little weird.

But one thing is certain, Xuan Yu will die today, no matter what happens next, after this blow, he will fall.

"Boom..."

The void around his body was turbulent, and a breathtaking aura emanated from him.

Even Mo Yang couldn't help but change color at this time. This aura was too strong, so strong that it was beyond his imagination.

"My royal family can be called king in ancient times. The blood of my ancestors flows in my body, and the power of my ancestors is buried..." Xuan Yu was roaring.

Then a huge figure slowly emerged behind him, and a terrifying pressure surged in all directions like a tide. Mo Yang had to dodge and fly back.

At this time, his face was extremely solemn. I don't know what kind of forbidden technique Xuan Yu used to awaken the power of his ancestors in his blood.