Ancient Gods

On the top of the mountain in the Southern Wasteland, two powerful men at the peak of the Creation Realm came from the Ancient Temple of Gods and Demons. The battlefield in the Southern Wasteland is extremely chaotic now. They arrived here just to check the battlefield. The sudden appearance of the figure made them stunned.

You must know that now several must-kill orders have been issued. Although it is only aimed at Mo Yang, it actually represents the attitude of the entire ancient race. Who would have thought that someone would dare to stand in front of them.

The key is that this person is not a good person at first glance.

Because the war sword arrived before the man arrived, and the war sword was hidden with a strong sword energy, mixed with a trace of murderous intent.

The two old men from the Ancient Temple of Gods and Demons looked at each other, and their faces became a little cold, but they were all strong men, and they could also see that the human race in front of them seemed not simple, and it seemed to bring them a little threat.

"Who are you?"

One of the old men asked with a bad look.

The middle-aged man was wearing a cloth and looked very ordinary, but the war sword hanging beside him told everyone that he was definitely not ordinary.

"Some people call me a sword saint!"

He looked calm, looked at the two old men in the Ancient Temple of Gods and Demons, and said this.

"Sword Saint? The Sword Saint of the human race! I've heard of you. I heard that you fought with that human kid in the battle of Taixu Mountain a few years ago!" The old man who asked heard the word "Sword Saint" and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then his face became even colder.

"Sword Saint of the human race, do you still want to help that human kid like you did a few years ago?" Another old man shouted coldly with a gloomy face.

The Sword Saint looked indifferent, sighed lightly, and said: "I am not for anyone, the human race is in great trouble, I am the Sword Saint of the human race, and I only do what I should do!"

Speaking of this, the Sword Saint's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he changed the subject and said: "What's more, your ancient race killed the human race's genius. As a human, how can I stand idly by!"

The two old men in the Ancient Temple of Gods and Demons looked at the Sword Saint coldly, and mockery gradually emerged in their eyes. One of them said: "So what? Even if you have some attainments in swordsmanship, you are just a humble ant. Do you still want to stop us?"

"Today's human race is as weak as ants. What qualifications do weak people have to coexist with our ancient races on the same continent? The human race is doomed, and destruction is an inevitable outcome. What can you change?"

The two old men spoke one after another, and their words were full of mockery.

After hearing this, the Sword Saint did not get angry. On the contrary, his expression remained calmer. He swept his eyes over the two old men and said, "In the current Xuantian Continent, the human race is indeed weak and the cultivation world is declining, but at least it was once glorious."

"You ancient races were once sealed by the human emperor for endless years. The human emperor gave you a way out and did not kill you all directly, which allowed you to survive until now, but this is not your capital to show off!"

The Sword Saint's eyes became sharp again, staring at the two old men in the Ancient Temple of Gods and Demons and said, "In this world, existence is reasonable, and the coexistence of all races is in line with the way of heaven."

It seems that because the Sword Saint mentioned that the ancient races were suppressed and sealed, the murderous intent in the eyes of the two old men suddenly became much stronger, and their expressions became more gloomy.

"Coexistence of all races? Pathetic human race, you are really naive. Since it is the law of the jungle, it means that the weak are not worthy of coexisting with the strong!" An old man roared.

Then he suddenly made a move and slapped the Sword Saint in the air.

The Sword Saint stood there, with thousands of sword qi flowing in his eyes. He did not move, but the vitality of the world in all directions suddenly rolled up and instantly turned into a barrier in front of him, blocking the powerful palm force directly.

"Sword Dao Domain?"

The old man who made the move had a flash of surprise in his eyes, and couldn't help but exclaimed.

The Sword Saint was very calm and said: "The path I take is different from others. There is no domain. Since I practice swordsmanship, I can transform into thousands of forms with a thought!"

After that, he raised his hand and the barrier instantly dispersed, but it did not dissipate, but directly condensed into a terrifying sword qi, and suddenly slashed at the two old men.

He not only attacked one person, but also slashed at two strong men at the peak of the Creation Realm at the same time.

"Humph, you are looking for death!"

The two old men snorted coldly almost at the same time, but then they couldn't help but change their faces. The palms that were originally about to respond suddenly withdrew, and then the two of them retreated violently together.

"Boom..."

A loud noise was heard, and the sword energy fell, instantly splitting the hill where the two old men stood into a cloud of dust. A terrifying sword intent also dissipated, causing the two old men's faces to change one after another.

Because the sword energy was approaching just now, they realized that this sword was not simple. It seemed to be a casual attack, and the sword energy seemed ordinary, but in fact it concealed an extremely terrifying killing intention.

"What a human sword saint, it seems that you are much stronger than a few years ago!" An old man stared at the sword saint in surprise, and only then did he look at him seriously.

However, the sword saint was very calm from beginning to end, and he had no intention of stopping. He raised his palm slightly, and the disintegrated sword intent suddenly gathered, and instantly turned into two killing lights to slash at the two old men.

"You..."

The two strong men of the Ancient Temple of Gods and Demons were furious, but they had no time to say anything more, and hurriedly took action to resist.

However, watching is one thing, and the moment of actual collision is another. Although the two old men acted hastily, they were both shocked back.

"Damn it, this human is not simple. In just a few years, he has become so strong. We must kill him today and not let him live!"

An old man roared, and his temperament changed drastically. Then, his whole body was filled with dazzling divine light. A huge Dharma image appeared behind him, which was tens of feet high. The terrifying aura rushed in all directions like a river bursting its banks.

The Sword Saint stood there, his robes fluttering in the surging air waves, and his hair was also fluttering wildly. He looked up at the Dharma image that was tens of feet high, and then raised his palm slightly, and the war sword that had been hanging beside him slowly came out of the scabbard.

"Clang..."

When the war sword completely came out of the scabbard, it made a harsh tremor, which made the sky tremble.

Then, he raised his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, without any fancy movements, and just held the hilt and swung it up suddenly.

A faint sword energy rushed out from the war sword, but the next moment the world seemed to be cut in half, and the huge statue was cut in half. A sword mark seemed to be imprinted in the void, and it spread from bottom to top for who knows how far.

This was an extremely terrifying scene. It was obviously the most ordinary move, but it burst out with such terrible power. After the statue was cut, it faded in the sky. In the blink of an eye, the terrifying aura dissipated completely.