Ancient Gods

The Duan family warrior originally wanted to try, but when he saw this scene, his anger turned into fear.

Although Mo Yang was not far away, he knew that today was the best time to kill Mo Yang, but at this moment, he actually had the idea of ​​retreating.

Because he knew that if this mysterious and sloppy old man intervened, it would be impossible for him to kill Mo Yang, and Mo Yang had an emperor-level battle armor on his body. Even without this mysterious old man, it would be difficult for him to kill Mo Yang.

After standing there for a few breaths, he was very decisive, pretending to continue to attack, and then suddenly pulled back and flew away at a high speed.

Even Mo Yang was stunned, and he never expected that the Duan family warrior would turn around and run away.

Although from the scene just now, the drunkard's cultivation seemed to be more terrifying, the Duan family warrior was, after all, an existence beyond the Great Saint Realm, and in Mo Yang's view, a warrior of this level would not flee in such a hurry even if he was defeated.

He was stunned for a moment, then sighed softly. He did not chase after him, because even if he could catch up, it would be useless. For a strong man of this level of cultivation, even at his peak, he might not be able to keep him.

But now that the other party has escaped, the fact that he is carrying an emperor-level battle armor will definitely be exposed, which is a big trouble for him.

In just a few breaths, the strong man of the Duan family has disappeared and completely disappeared from Mo Yang's sight.

But at this moment, the drunkard lying in the air suddenly moved. He waved his hand casually, and the broken wine pot in his hand instantly turned into a stream of light and shot out.

Then a muffled sound came from a distance, and the void seemed to be shattered. What shocked Mo Yang was that there seemed to be a roar in the distance.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Mo Yang would hardly believe it.

The strong man who surpassed the Great Saint Realm fled desperately, and his speed was so fast, but the other party had already disappeared from Mo Yang's sight, and the wine pot that the drunkard threw out casually actually caught up with the other party.

"Suppress..."

At the same time, a low roar came from the drunkard's mouth. After spitting out this word, a muffled sound came from the distance again.

Mo Yang concentrated his left eye and looked far away. He felt that the space there seemed to be suppressed, because a black spot appeared and was fixed there.

Although the distance was very far, Mo Yang could still see clearly that it was the escaped Duan family strongman.

Then the drunkard stretched out his palm and grabbed the void in front of him. The next moment, the void collapsed. In the distance, a huge palm suddenly fell from the sky and grabbed the Duan family strongman who was fixed, and then brought him back.

Even though Mo Yang had seen many scenes of strong men taking action, he felt a blank in his mind at this time.

What kind of cultivation is this?

There is such power in the hand, which is definitely not a means that ordinary strong men can have. You must know that the other party is not an ordinary cultivation, but a strong man who surpasses the Great Sage.

Looking at the Duan family strongman who had returned to a few dozen feet away, Mo Yang couldn't come back to his senses for a while.

He stared blankly at the drunkard in the air. At this time, the drunkard had stood up and stood in the air...

At first glance, the drunkard didn't have the grace and aura of a peerless strongman, but from the outside, he was a real beggar, even shabbier than most beggars.

However, the Duan family's strongman looked at the drunkard with fear and fear. It can be imagined how powerful the drunkard was to be able to show such a look.

As a strongman of the Duan family, there are naturally people with stronger cultivation than him in the Duan family. However, in his opinion, this mysterious old man in front of him, who was so sloppy, seemed to be more terrifying than any of the Duan family's old antiques who were practicing in seclusion.

Mo Yang had been concentrating on sensing. When the drunkard attacked, he couldn't even sense the slightest fluctuation of true qi and cultivation breath from the drunkard.

Everything was calm and casual, yet terrifying.

"Do you really want to be an enemy of my Duan family?" The strong man of the Duan family was imprisoned and firmly fixed in mid-air. He tried to calm himself down, suppressed the shock in his heart, and spoke in a deep voice.

Although he tried his best to cover it up, he could not hide the fear in his tone, because even his voice was trembling. Even if he brought up the Duan family, his tone seemed to be less confident.

The drunkard turned around silently, his hair and beard were messy, blocking most of his eyes. You couldn't see the look in his eyes at this time, but he still didn't reveal any breath and pressure.

Mo Yang took a deep breath. The more so, the more terrifying this drunkard was.

It's just that he felt very strange. Looking carefully at this time, he seemed to have a sense of familiarity. He always felt that he had known each other for a long time, and he didn't meet in that small village.

"The Duan family is very strong, and I have no intention of being an enemy of the Duan family!"

The drunkard was silent for a few breaths, and said this sentence, and there was no emotional fluctuation.

"Why are you stopping me from retreating?" The strong man of the Duan family heard the drunkard's words and instinctively thought that the drunkard was afraid of the Duan family. He was emboldened and spoke angrily.

"You saw something you shouldn't have seen and wanted to kill someone you shouldn't have killed. I don't want to embarrass you, but you are the one who embarrasses me!"

The drunkard's tone was very calm and his voice was very low. His messy hair blocked his eyes, but it could be felt that he was indeed very calm.

The strong man from the Duan family glanced at Mo Yang with extremely cold eyes, and then said angrily: "The matter between our Duan family and Mo Yang's son has nothing to do with you. If you stop now, our Duan family can treat it as such." Nothing happened!"

The drunk maniac seemed to glance at Mo Yang, and the breeze blew by, lifting up his disheveled hair. His eyes were the same as before, and his appearance did not change at all.

"I owe him a bottle of wine!"

This sentence made Mo Yang stunned. It was such a simple reason, but Mo Yang always felt that things seemed not that simple, because the more he looked at it, the more he felt that this old man gave him a sense of familiarity, as if he had seen him before, but No matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't remember it.

The strong man from the Duan family was also stunned and owed a bottle of wine...

After hearing these words, he wanted to scold his mother. To offend the Duan family for just such a reason was such a liar...

"If you leave, some of his secrets will be exposed, which will be detrimental to him, so you have to stay!" The alcoholic madman continued.

The strong man of the Duan family was also completely angry at this time. Now that his body was imprisoned, it seemed impossible to let the drunk maniac leave. He immediately shouted angrily: "Do you really think you can keep me so easily? If so, In a life-and-death battle, no matter how strong you are, you will be half destroyed!"

The wine lunatic didn't say anything. He looked at the broken wine bottle that had returned to his hand at some point, then raised his hand to open the cork, and a few drops of wine spilled from mid-air.

Even Mo Yang was a little confused and didn't understand what the drunk maniac was going to do at this time, but immediately after, he was stunned.

Those few drops of crystal wine fell from mid-air. At first, they seemed to be just a few drops of water, but in the blink of an eye, those few drops of water turned into several peerless swords.