The Evil Lord of All Realms

As soon as Mo Yang finished speaking, air waves surged in the void, and the entire night sky became restless. The peerless energy that had just dissipated emerged again.

Wisps of lines emerged in the night sky, converging into a huge ancient character in the blink of an eye.

It seems that they are ancient characters, but in fact they are pure Dao marks, the imperial characters created by the great emperor.

Ye Chen's face suddenly changed, and a look of horror suddenly appeared in his eyes. He wouldn't be afraid of any other means, but this imperial text was too terrifying, and he couldn't stop it at all.

Just like at that moment, his body was even directly fixed by an invisible force. It was as if there was no hiding place for him in the vast world, and he could only bear the destructive power.

At this time, he didn't think much, turned around and rushed towards the night sky.

Because he was really afraid. If this imperial inscription crushed his body again, he couldn't guarantee that he could rebuild his fighting body and survive.

In the face of this power that subverted common sense, he didn't dare to take chances.

And now that he has glimpsed the threshold of the Great Saint Realm, if anything goes wrong, it may cause him to regret it for the rest of his life.

If it had been before, he might have tried his best to activate several other sword lights to resist, but at this time, he no longer had that determination.

"Damn it, you've made progress again!" Er Gouzi murmured as he stared at Mo Yang's blood-stained body.

It was really startled just now, thinking that Mo Yang was really going to be crushed by that sword light, but at the critical moment, it reversed course.

"What he said is the law, he actually said the emperor's words in one sentence, Brother Mo, Brother Mo... It's really unbelievable..." Nie Yun sighed softly at this time, with an extremely complicated expression on his face.

Seeing two extremely talented people fighting tonight was a huge shock to him. Both Ye Chen and Mo Yang were both extremely talented and beautiful people.

But now it seems that because Ye Chen saw the threshold of the Great Sage Realm, his mood was turbulent and he became fearful, so he actually turned around and ran away...

Countless onlookers below were stunned when they saw this scene. They had imagined the scene of Mo Yang's defeat and imagined the scene of Mo Yang's fall...

But no one expected that Ye Chen would directly escape into the night sky without looking back.

Even Ye Xueqin was stunned. The previous scene was unexpected, and this scene surprised her even more.

She had already planned to take action, wanting to contain Mo Yang and work together to kill Mo Yang, but just as she was about to take action, Ye Chen turned around and ran away...

"Hmph... You're here and you want to leave?"

Mo Yang spoke coldly, then he flipped his palm, and a sacred wood bow appeared in his hand. Then he swung the silver-white halberd in his hand directly into arrow feathers, raised his hand and put it on the sacred wood bow, and suddenly Draw the bow string...

"Whoosh..."

As Mo Yang let go, the night sky was instantly illuminated by the dazzling light, and a piercing scream spread across the night sky.

The halberd suddenly cut through the void, disappeared into the night sky in the blink of an eye, and directly dragged out a terrifying tail light that was more than ten feet long in the night sky.

"ah……"

After a few breaths passed, a scream came from an unknown distance.

Everyone was shocked and hurriedly looked in the direction of the sound, only to see blood bursting in the distance.

But Mo Yang did not stop at this time, activated the scroll, took one step forward, and disappeared directly over Xuantian City.

"Even if I can't kill you, I still have to keep what you got from this battle!" Mo Yang's voice came next.

A dazzling brilliance lit up more than ten miles away. Even though it was more than ten miles away, one could still feel the overwhelming and terrifying sword energy.

Ye Chen seemed to be trying his best to attack, and two more sword energy burst out one after another, piercing the darkness.

But then a huge ancient character appeared in the night sky and suddenly fell down.

The whole land trembled, and the terrifying air waves destroyed and flattened several green mountains in the distance. The aftermath of the collapse caused the attics in Xuantian City to collapse one after another.

The Zuiyan Tower also made a loud roar, and then collapsed, sending smoke and dust all over the sky.

Ye Xueqin had already left Xuantian City and rushed into the night sky. She was also panicking at this time.

If Ye Chen fights to the death and has no fear in his heart, she won't have anything to worry about. But from the moment Ye Chen wants to quit, Ye Chen has already lost.

She was worried that something might happen to Ye Chen. Although Ye Chen had other means of saving his life, she didn't dare to be careless.

"This sword is good, I will accept it!"

In the night sky, Mo Yang laughed, and then Ye Chen roared several times...

The talented people watching the battle had different expressions on their faces. They glanced at each other and rushed towards the place where the battle took place.

But when they got there, everyone only saw two figures fleeing away. It seemed that Ye Xueqin was pulling Ye Chen away.

"Mo Yang, if I don't kill you, I, Ye Chen, will never be a human being!"

Ye Chen's extremely angry roar came from the night sky, but when the sound fell, he and Ye Xueqin had disappeared from everyone's sight.

In mid-air, Mo Yang stood there silently, holding a sword in his hand and looking down at it.

That battle sword turned out to be Ye Chen's natal battle sword, and it was really taken away by him.

"Fuck...damn it, not bad, not bad!"

Er Gouzi rushed forward and turned into a black shadow on the ground and rushed towards Mo Yang. He didn't know whether he was praising Mo Yang or scolding Mo Yang.

"Boy, this sword is destined for the uncle!" Ergouzi rushed to Mo Yang's shoulder, not caring about Mo Yang's injury or checking Mo Yang's condition. He stared straight at the sword in Mo Yang's hand. War sword.

Mo Yang looked calm, and then he used all his skills, holding the sword tightly with both hands, and violent aura continued to flow out of him.

"This...Ye Chen's battle sword actually fell into his hands. What was he doing?" Some cultivators who had just arrived looked at the night sky in surprise.

"Could it be that he wants to directly refine Ye Chen's mark and take the sword as his own!" Some cultivators speculated, their voices trembling.

That was the Ye family's unparalleled genius, and Mo Yang actually snatched away his soldiers, and now he openly refining them to make the soldiers his own.

"boom……"

A powerful aura came out from the sword, and it actually broke Mo Yang apart.

The battle sword broke away from his hand and floated in the night sky, and then a figure emerged from the battle sword, staring at Mo Yang with cold eyes.

Mo Yang changed color, this battle sword actually had the mark of a strong member of the Ye family.

Although it is not an incarnation, it is still a spiritual mark.

The phantom's eyes were extremely cold, staring at Mo Yang, endless murderous intent flowed in his eyes, and a terrifying aura filled the air from his body.

This is a great saint!

"Old immortal, you still want to interfere?" Mo Yang said coldly.