Fight to Po: Emperor Yang

A group of people entered the hall.

The leader was an old man wearing a yellow robe, walking with a smile.

On the yellow robe, there were actually several golden pythons embroidered on them. Under the reflection of the light, they reflected a faint light, like living creatures, releasing a strange sense of oppression.

Behind the old man in yellow robe, Mo Ya in white shirt and a red-faced old man in alchemist robe followed closely.

Under the leadership of Ada, they came to stand in the center of the hall.

Wei Yang sat up a little straighter and looked at the person coming.

The visitors also stared at Wei Yang, and immediately, their pupils shrank slightly.

The yellow-robed old man, Mo Ya, and the red-faced old man all felt a sense of shock in their hearts.

When they came, they had thought about various images of each other, but they never expected that the other party would actually look like such a young man.

Not the kind of youth that appears on the surface, but true youth.

This is the conclusion and feeling that can be drawn at a glance.

Mo Ya felt a little hard to accept it.

From childhood to adulthood, he has always grown up among the voices of praise for geniuses, and the sect cultivates him as the successor of the sect leader.

Over the years, the sect had used countless treasures of heaven and earth on him, just to give him a chance to reach the Douzong realm.

And he did not disappoint. After countless treasures of heaven and earth, he successfully advanced to the rank of Dou Huang before he was thirty years old.

Reaching Douhuang before the age of thirty is what Mo Ya is most proud of.

Compared with those elders in the sect, they were at least forty or fifty years old when they reached the Douhuang level, and their future potential was far less than his.

However, the pride in my heart was hurt for the first time today.

The young man in black robe in front of him was obviously much younger than him. However, no matter how he sensed it, he could not see the other person's specific strength and realm.

The other party seemed like a towering mountain with no top visible, and also like a bottomless abyss with no bottom visible.

From the other party, he faintly felt a sense of oppression and danger.

This means that the opponent's strength is definitely much stronger than his own.

Under such comparison, it was inevitable that he would be a little frustrated.

Of course, this kind of mood only lasted for a moment before it was quickly suppressed by Mo Ya.

Being able to reach the level of Dou Huang at such an age is enough to show that he is excellent in all aspects such as talent and temperament.

Mo Ya was shocked, but little did he know that at this moment, the old man in yellow robe was stirring up waves of turmoil in his heart.

Because of Wei Yang's specific realm, the yellow-robed old man couldn't see clearly.

This is outrageous!

"Sect Master Mo, this is my master, surnamed Wei." Ada, who was covered in a black robe and cloak, coughed lightly and said.

The old man in yellow robe came back to his senses instantly, slightly cupped his hands towards Wei Yang, and said with a smile: "I, Mo Tianxing, have met Mr. Wei."

"Master, this is the leader of the Black Emperor Sect, Mo Tianxing." Ada bowed.

"Yes." Wei Yang nodded lightly, looked at the yellow-robed old man Mo Tianxing, and said with a smile: "Sect Master Mo, you are polite. I heard that you were promoted to the Douzong level more than ten years ago. You have always been I am in seclusion, but I didn’t expect that my arrival today would alarm you, which is not what I should have done.”

"Haha." Hearing this, Mo Tianxing smiled heartily, waved his hand, and said: "Mr. Wei's words are serious, and I feel ashamed to say it. I have dull qualifications. I have been practicing for more than ten years, but my progress has been limited. Recently, I have simply made little progress. Come out and walk around, and take care of some trivial matters within the sect."

Having said this, Mo Tianxing looked at Wei Yang, with a hint of complexity and wonder in his eyes, and said: "Compared to Mr. Wei, I am really ashamed. At such an age, Mr. Wei has already advanced to the Douzong level. Moreover, if I am right, it is not as simple as just stepping into it, but it has already come a long way."

As he said that, Mo Tianxing shook his head, and couldn't help feeling like the waves behind him in the Yangtze River pushing the waves ahead.

"What?!" Mo Ya and the red-faced old man on the side couldn't help but exhale softly when they heard this.

Mo Ya's face was filled with disbelief.

He originally thought that even if Wei Yang was stronger than him, it was not an exaggeration. Unexpectedly, the opponent was already a Douzong? !

"Presumptuous." Mo Tianxing turned his head and scolded, "Ya'er, how dare you be so rude in front of Mr. Wei? How do I usually teach you? Why don't you apologize to Mr. Wei quickly?"

"Yes." Mo Ya lowered his head and bowed slightly, his face flushed.

Mo Tianxing looked at Wei Yang again and said with an apologetic smile: "The dog is rude, Mr. Wei, please don't be offended."

"It doesn't matter." Wei Yang shook his head and looked at the red-faced old man, "Who is this?"

"Haha, I forgot to introduce you." Mo Tianxing smiled, pointed at the red-faced old man and said: "This is the chief alchemist of our Black Emperor Sect: Qi Shan, who is already at the peak of the fifth level, and is currently trying to reach the sixth level. Taste."

"Qi Shan, I have met Mr. Wei." The red-faced old man Qi Shan bowed slightly.

"Yes." Wei Yang nodded and stretched out his hand: "Everyone, please take a seat."

Mo Tianxing and three others took their seats on the left.

Ah Da then stepped forward, took the tray from Qing Lin, and served tea to Mo Tianxing and the others.

Wei Yang held up the tea cup and said with a smile: "This is the tea I brought from my hometown. Please try it."

"Oh, it's the tea from Mr. Wei's hometown?" Mo Tianxing carefully picked up the tea cup, first put it to his nose and sniffed it, then took a sip, then closed his eyes slightly, and then opened them after a moment. Praise: "The aroma is mellow and lingers in the throat for a long time. The aftertaste is endless. What a great tea!"

"It's good if Sect Leader Mo doesn't dislike it." Wei Yang chuckled.

"Haha, Mr. Wei is joking. It's a great honor to be able to drink tea from Mr. Wei's hometown."

Mo Tianxing smiled heartily and looked at Xian'er and Qinglin, who were sitting on either side of Wei Yang, with a flash of solemnity in his eyes.

Two more Douzongs!

Moreover, these two women seemed to be younger than Wei Yang.

Especially the woman with white clothes and white hair, not only could he not see through her at all, but she also had a feeling that made him feel faintly heartbroken.

Realizing this, Mo Tianxing couldn't help but take a breath.

Look again, Ada is serving tea and water. Although there is a faint cold air all over his body, he looks like an old servant at this moment.

Look again, there is a unicorn standing not far from the door, standing like an iron tower.

That kind of faint feeling of oppression, needless to say, it must be another Dou Zong, and not an ordinary Dou Zong!

The more he looked at it, the more chilled Mo Tianxing felt in his heart.

A total of five Douzongs!

Gan, what are the origins of these guys? !

This is a force so terrifying that it can overturn the Black Angle Territory!

No force in the Black Corner Domain can withstand the attack of this terrifying force.

Including, Black Emperor Sect and Demon Flame Valley.

Mo Tianxing suddenly felt like he was in a dragon's pond and a tiger's den.

If the other party attacks, I really can't run away even if I want to.

For a moment, Mo Tianxing's thoughts were swirling in his heart, but on the surface, he remained calm. Instead, he was chatting with Wei Yang with a smile on his face.

The two sides drank tea and chatted from time to time.

"Mr. Wei, I wonder who these two fairies are?" Immediately, Mo Tianxing asked tentatively.

Hearing this, Mo Ya, who was sitting at the head of Mo Tianxing, also quietly pricked up his ears.

From the beginning, he behaved very low-key.

However, from time to time, his lowered eyes would secretly observe the direction of Wei Yang above him with his peripheral vision.

Of course, more importantly, he still secretly peeked at Xian'er and Qinglin.

There is no doubt that in Mo Ya's eyes, these two women are both of the highest quality!

The beautiful lady in white clothes and white hair appeared ethereal.

As for the woman in green who was making tea, she was pure with a hint of seductive charm.

Both women have their own styles.

No matter the figure, appearance, or temperament, they are all top-notch.

Especially the two women's seemingly unbearable small waists made Mo Ya's heart beat slightly faster.

At this age, as the young master of the Black Emperor Sect, he has seen a lot, but he has never seen such a stunning beauty in his life, far from being comparable to those ordinary people.

However, he controlled his emotions very well and did not dare to show any strangeness on his face.