The Evil Lord of All Realms

Mo Yang stood there with his hands behind his back, watching Wang Xiao's movements, but he was not in a hurry to take action.

Because with his current physique, even if he stood still, even if Wang Xiao's strongest sword light had been cultivated for several days, it would not be able to keep up with him and hurt him.

The scene was somewhat similar to before. The darkness was instantly cut through by the sword light, the void seemed to be split open, and the violent sword energy carried the billowing murderous intention and engulfed Mo Yang.

Mo Yang frowned, the sword light had arrived, and the violent wind caused by the violent sword energy made his black hair dance wildly. Mo Yang raised his hand and suddenly pushed forward with a palm.

The mid-air suddenly became turbulent, shaking violently like boiling water. The sword energy that shot out seemed to have encountered great resistance, and was forced to stop a few feet in front of Mo Yang.

This scene made Wang Xiao's face change again and again. He knew that Mo Yang was very strong and his cultivation level was much higher than his, but this sword energy had been cultivated by him for many days, and it was actually resolved by Mo Yang with a raised hand.

Not only Wang Xiao, other cultivators were also surprised.

Wang Xiao is indeed very accomplished in the way of swordsmanship and has great talent. He is just a little weaker in cultivation, but the power of the sword light is extraordinary. Facing such a sword, an ordinary ninth-level master of the Great Sage would probably have to retreat. .

After the sword light paused in front of Mo Yang for a few breaths, it dimmed, as if all its power had been exhausted.

Mo Yang looked up at Wang Xiao and said, "I'll give you a chance to use your strongest sword!"

The reason why Mo Yang said this was because Wang Xiao Wenyang's three sword auras were stronger than the last. The sword just now was much more murderous than the first sword aura, and the sword aura was stronger and sharper.

On another green mountain, Duan Chenxiang stood there silently with his hands behind his back, dressed in white. He just looked at this scene indifferently, without any unnecessary changes in expression on his face.

Wang Xiao's eyes were fixed on Mo Yang. He seemed to want to say something, but in the end he still didn't speak, and then he closed his eyes again.

At this time, he also put away the sword in his hand, and the aura around his body began to change. His whole body seemed to have turned into a peerless sharp sword. Wisps of brilliance emerged from his body and then converged towards the top of his head.

Seeing this scene, Ji Feichen showed a hint of surprise.

Xu Qing said: "This person deserves to be called the second arrogant swordsman. He is indeed talented in the art of swordsmanship. Using yourself as a sword is the strongest sword!"

Murong Xue frowned slightly and sighed softly: "Facing this sword, an ordinary peak-level Great Saint Realm expert would probably not feel comfortable. However, although this sword is strong, after this sword, he will also fall into combat power. In a state of total nothingness!”

Xu Qing glanced in the direction of Mo Yang and sighed softly: "It's a pity that he met Mo Yang. If it were someone else, it is really possible to get the dignity he wants back!"

At this time, many cultivators among the people watching around also started talking.

The elders of the Sword Sect originally wanted to stop Wang Xiao, because although this blow had already shown a terrifying momentum at this time, the sword energy seemed to pierce the sky, but it caused great damage to Wang Xiao himself.

Of course, what is more worrying is that Wang Xiao's Taoist heart will be damaged like the fallen geniuses of the Jiang family before. If this is the case, Wang Xiao's path to swordsmanship will probably be cut off.

"Don't stop him. The key to swordsmanship is to move forward without hesitation. If he is forced to sheath his sword at this time, the harm to him will only be greater!" Wang Xi'er, who was sitting cross-legged silently, sent a message to stop the sword sect elder.

The strong men from the big forces were watching with cold eyes. It was naturally a good thing for them that someone took the lead in dealing with Mo Yang today.

Because it can force out Mo Yang's method and consume some of Mo Yang's combat power, which will be beneficial to them in killing Mo Yang later.

The dark night sky was gradually illuminated by the light surrounding Wang Xiao. Finally, the place was illuminated like daylight, and the dazzling light even obscured his body.

A huge sword light slowly condensed behind him. At this moment, his whole aura also climbed to its peak.

Then he suddenly opened his eyes, and his gaze was like countless rays of sword energy intersecting.

"This sword is the true meaning of my sword. Can you still accept it?"

Wang Xiao stared at Mo Yang from afar, shouted sharply, and then made a sword-drawing movement with both hands. The huge sword light trembled violently, and then the sword light pointed directly at Mo Yang and suddenly broke through the air.

"Rumble..."

The void was shattering, and even the swaying wind seemed to be made of pure sword energy. Many of the onlookers on the nearby hills pulled away and flew back.

Mo Yang stood silently in mid-air, the sword energy was still dozens of feet away from him, and the strong wind that swept away made his clothes rustle.

"This sword...is not bad!"

When Mo Yang spoke, he spoke very seriously.

This sword light condensed Wang Xiao's skill. On the battlefield, unless this blow could kill the enemy, Wang Xiao would be defeated, because after this sword blow, he would have no power to fight again.

But Mo Yang still didn't move, and there was violent turbulence in the air. He was like a lonely boat in the vast sea, as if he might be swallowed up at any time.

In the blink of an eye, the sword light struck in front of Mo Yang. Mo Yang raised his right hand and grabbed it, without activating his true energy, just using his physical body to touch head-on.

"boom……"

The moment the palm came into contact with the sword light, it was as if a terrifying collision had occurred. With Mo Yang as the center, a terrifying wave instantly broke out.

Mo Yang stood silently, his body motionless, his right hand clenched on the sword light, and the sword light that seemed to be able to chop everything stopped.

Then Mo Yang suddenly grasped his right back, and with the sound of metal cracking, the sword light instantly shattered.

Wang Xiao let out a muffled groan, and fell down as if struck by lightning. Fortunately, the elder beside him hurriedly used a force to envelope him.

In fact, all the strong men present had expected the result. Although Wang Xiao's sword was amazing, Mo Yang was not an ordinary person. The purpose of so many powerful forces joining forces was just to remove Mo Yang. Mo Yang's methods can be imagined. .

Wang Xiao's face instantly turned pale as paper, and two streaks of scarlet blood flowed out of the corners of his mouth at some point. If a force hadn't enveloped him, he wouldn't have been able to stand at this time.

The light in the air gradually dimmed, Mo Yang retracted his right hand, and still stood with his hands behind his back.

Under the night sky, there was a dead silence. Some people thought that Mo Yang would use some means to resist, but unexpectedly, facing Wang Xiao's strongest sword, he seemed to be too lazy to circulate his true energy, so he just raised his hand and crushed it.

Wang Xi'er stood up in a hurry at this time, her eyes were filled with brilliance, and she stared at Mo Yang.

There was a hint of coldness in the corner of Mo Yang's mouth, and he said: "I gave him a chance, but I didn't say I would give you a chance. If you take action, this will be your burial ground. Even if the two elders behind you take action, they can't save you! "

"I'm his sister!" Wang Xi'er's face was as cold as frost.

"I don't care who you are!"