The Evil Lord of All Realms

Ergouzi also shuddered at this moment. If it had struck that blow just now, the young man from the Xuanyuan family would have died.

However, at this time, a breath enveloped the place, which was a pressure.

The other party has not yet appeared, but it has already made countless cultivators feel palpitations.

At this time, as the voice came, Mo Yang felt as if he was struck by lightning, as if all the pressure was concentrated on him in an instant.

Although he barely stood in mid-air, blood was constantly leaking from the corners of his mouth, and the golden blood looked extremely dazzling.

The other party's words had made it clear that he was from the Xuanyuan family.

There is no doubt that this is a strong man from the Xuanyuan family.

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

…

Immediately afterwards, dull footsteps came one after another, and the entire night sky seemed to tremble with the footsteps.

With every sound, a mouthful of blood would gush out from the corner of Mo Yang's mouth.

In just a few breaths, his face turned as pale as paper.

The body-protecting energy lingering around him was forced back into his body by the boundless pressure.

"Old guy, get out of here, what's the point of hiding in the dark and making sneak attacks!" Ergouzi was also scanning the night sky, but he couldn't sense it at all.

Mo Yang's situation is very critical at this time. If this continues, Mo Yang may really die here.

"Hmph, you should be killed too!"

The voice just now came next, with a hint of coldness.

There is no doubt that this is in response to Ergouzi.

"ah……"

At this time, Mo Yang roared in pain. His situation was extremely dangerous, and there were waves of creepy sounds coming from all over his body, and his bones seemed to be crushed.

Xuanyuan Xiaoyue flew aside and watched all this quietly without saying anything.

At this time, the lakeside was completely silent, and everyone glanced at the night sky in surprise.

Everyone knew that the strong man from the Xuanyuan family was here, but he never showed up, but everyone could tell that Mo Yang was in big trouble, and he was afraid that he would really fall.

Xia Fengliu stood in the crowd, his eyes filled with helplessness. He had been worried about something like this happening before.

Unexpectedly, the result would develop in the worst direction. Although he knew that Mo Yang had other methods, everything was uncertain now because the person coming was too strong.

"The Xuanyuan family is worthy of being an imperial family, and anyone who comes out of it is so terrifying!" A cultivator sighed.

"This is over for Mo Yang. He is extremely talented, but it's a pity that he has practiced magic. If he wants to survive tonight... I'm afraid it will be difficult..."

No one thought that Mo Yang could survive. A strong man from the Imperial Clan appeared and wanted to take his life. He couldn't help it at all.

"boom!"

Just when everyone started talking, a sword sound suddenly sounded in the air, and a sword energy fell from the sky, like a thunder from nine heavens away, lighting up the night instantly.

The sword energy pierced down, filling the sky with mighty sword energy, which directly disrupted the pressure that enveloped Mo Yang.

After the dazzling light dispersed, a young man appeared in mid-air.

Everyone at the scene was stunned.

Many eyes instantly turned to the young man. Although the man looked only in his twenties, the blow just now temporarily resolved Mo Yang's crisis.

Mo Yang had no time to care about his own injuries, but looked at the young man first.

It's just that the young man didn't look at him at this time, but silently looked in a direction in the night sky.

"It's a bit inappropriate for seniors to interfere in matters between juniors!" The young man's face looked calm and he said this to the night sky.

In the direction where the young man was looking, there were several footsteps, and a figure walked slowly, stepping on the void, as if walking on flat ground, and there were still clear footsteps.

"Who are you?"

The figure came and the words followed.

Before the young man could respond, the strong man from the Xuanyuan family said: "If you are here to save people, your cultivation is not enough!"

"As a junior, I naturally don't dare to compare with my seniors!" The young man was very calm after hearing this.

After two rounds of conversations, the strong man from the Xuanyuan family finally approached. He was a middle-aged man. Although he didn't look old, he was obviously very old. After all, his cultivation level was there.

"Then what are you doing here?"

The strong man from the Xuanyuan family spoke with a hint of chill in his voice, staring at the young man.

Only then did the young man look towards Mo Yang and said, "This is my little junior brother!"

The young man didn't say much, just one sentence.

But Mo Yang couldn't help but was stunned. There were eight senior brothers and sisters in his Qianzong. So far, he had met the second senior brother, the fifth senior brother, the sixth senior sister and the eighth senior sister.

Looking at the power of the sword energy just now, the young man in front of him seemed to have stronger cultivation than the second senior brother he had seen.

Could it be his senior brother?

Around the lake, everyone immediately started talking. News had come out before that Mo Yang was a disciple of the Qian Sect. Could this young man be a member of the Qian Sect?

The key point is that no one seems to know much about the Qianzong force.

"What kind of force is this Qian Zong? This person's cultivation is so strong. He seems to be less than thirty years old, but he can actually grow to this point..."

"I just heard about it in advance. I thought it was a small force. I didn't expect that the disciples are so terrifying. A junior's cultivation is comparable to that of a strong man from the older generation!"

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In the midst of everyone's discussion, the strong man from the Xuanyuan family sneered and asked with a strong sense of ridicule: "You mean to ask me to stop?"

The young man looked calm and nodded: "It is inappropriate for seniors to interfere in the affairs of juniors!"

"So what if it's inappropriate?" The strong man from the Xuanyuan family then asked coldly.

"I disagree!"

The young man's response was simple and plain, but it was tit for tat.

"Haha, you are the most arrogant junior I have ever seen. If you don't agree, how can you do it based on your mere cultivation in the Holy Realm?"

The strong man from the Xuanyuan family had obviously already detected the young man's cultivation.

The young man sighed, looked up at the night sky, and said: "Senior, standing on the top of the Holy King, I really can't compete, but I can still do it if I want to save someone!"

At this point in his words, a restriction seemed to open on his body, and a breath suddenly came out of him.

At this moment, his whole body's temperament changed drastically, like a sharp sword being unsheathed.

Everyone was stunned, even the old man of the Xuanyuan family was stunned, because he just said wrong, this young man was stronger than what he saw, and much stronger.

Because the aura exuding from the young man at this time has gone beyond the scope of a saint.

"Yes, you have reached this stage at such an age!" the strong man from the Xuanyuan family said.

He then changed the subject and said, "But it's not enough!"

But Mo Yang, who had never spoken before, now spoke: "Old guy, believe it or not, I will kill you right now!"