Ancient Gods

Outside the inn, it was quiet instantly.

There were so many cultivators who came to attend the birthday banquet of the Qin family head, and they all gathered not far away.

The innkeeper and the waiter were scared out of their wits. They didn't know why they had offended the Qin family and attracted so many Qin family guards to surround the entire inn.

Then, six guards opened the way and broke into the inn directly.

They were too lazy to question the innkeeper and the waiter.

Because now there was not even a mosquito that could fly out. Not to mention the dozens of guards, there were also several strong men from the Qin family, including the protagonist of this birthday banquet, the Qin family head.

After the six guards broke into the inn, the onlookers stared at the door of the inn without blinking, but there was no movement inside.

Time passed slowly. After about a cup of tea, a window on the second floor of the inn was suddenly smashed, and then figures flew out of the window and fell to the ground one after another.

A total of six figures fell on the street outside the inn, and then they were motionless, only pools of bloody blood seeped out from under their bodies.

There is no doubt that these six people were the Qin family guards who broke into the inn before, and they were all dead at this time.

However, many people also saw that these people were not killed by falling, but fell from the window after being killed.

After the six Qin family guards were thrown out of the window, there was no movement inside.

The inn looked dark and strange at this time, like a demon cave.

Zhao Xiaoxiao came too, of course. She stood silently behind the Qin family guards, and had already calculated in her heart that if Mo Yang was captured alive, she would come forward to save Mo Yang and then bring him back to the family for training.

"Sister Xiaoxuan, I heard that the most mysterious genius of your Lu family is here too. How about letting him fight with this guy sometime to test his strength?" Zhao Xiaoxiao said to the girl in white beside her.

The girl in white was speechless and said, "His cultivation is the same as Qin Shaoyou's. Although the cultivation techniques are different, their combat power is probably not much different. Even Qin Shaoyou's head was smashed by this guy with one punch. Who do you think is stronger!"

"Hehe, that's right. So I have a good eye. I saw the great potential in this guy. If I bring this guy back, my father will definitely reward me!" Zhao Xiaoxiao said with a smile. Her big eyes turned around, and it was obvious that he was not a pushover.

The girl in white frowned and said, "I advise you to stay away from him. His identity is uncertain. Haven't you heard some recent rumors? Don't bring trouble upon yourself!"

"This guy is just a fool. Look at how stupid he is. How could he be related to those people in the rumors?"

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At this time, seeing that there was no movement in the inn, a middle-aged man behind Qin Shaoyou suddenly flew into the air, and then suddenly slammed his palm towards the inn through the air.

The dazzling light instantly illuminated the place, and a huge palm of light suddenly printed towards the inn.

Immediately afterwards, there was a rumbling sound, and the second floor of the inn was instantly flattened, and debris flew all over the sky.

However, there was no one there, but a moment later, a figure appeared at the door of the inn and walked out slowly from inside.

Who else could it be except Mo Yang.

Mo Yang originally didn't want to provoke anyone. In his current state, he just wanted to meditate quietly in order to find a way to restore his cultivation as soon as possible, but things are not always as expected.

He walked out of the inn, calmly glanced at the many Qin family guards around him, and then looked at Qin Shaoyou and others not far away.

He looked calm, without any expression on his face.

At this time, countless eyes fell on him, and dozens of divine thoughts swept towards him.

However, afterwards, all the strong men of the Qin family frowned, without exception.

Because the results of their investigation were the same, the young man in front of them who seemed to be extremely ordinary, did not have any cultivation at all.

What is going on?

The six Qin family guards who broke into the inn just now all died in a short time of tea, and even the sound of fighting was not heard. How could this person not have cultivation?

How could this person not be a cultivator...

How could an ordinary person be like this?

At this moment, the originally quiet street began to have discussions, because everyone was confused and couldn't figure it out.

Invisibly, the atmosphere became weird.

"Who are you? Why did you hurt my Qin family's young master?" The middle-aged man who had just made a move narrowed his eyes and looked at Mo Yang, and asked coldly.

Mo Yang glanced at him calmly, but did not respond, as if he had not heard anything.

Then he raised his hand and waved at the shopkeeper who was trembling with fear not far away, and a bag of silver was thrown over and landed steadily in the shopkeeper's hands.

Zhao Xiaoxiao, who was not far away, almost lost her temper, because the bag of money was given to Mo Yang by her, and now Mo Yang threw it to the innkeeper casually. Fortunately, Lu Xiaoxuan stopped him, otherwise she would probably rush forward directly.

Then Mo Yang's reaction was even more shocking, because he actually walked forward directly, as if he wanted to leave the encirclement of the Qin family guards.

The guards in front were hesitant, because there were six corpses lying on the ground not far away, and their cultivation was equivalent to theirs, so they were also afraid.

After several hesitations, several people still stepped forward to stop them.

"I don't want to kill you!" Mo Yang said coldly, and glanced at several guards.

The faces of several guards changed immediately. When they saw Mo Yang's eyes, they felt a chill down their spines. They couldn't describe the feeling, but they were just afraid.

But now that the arrow was on the string and had to be fired, several guards had no choice but to block Mo Yang in front of him.

Then, Mo Yang suddenly raised his hand, grabbed one of the guards, and then threw him away.

The guard was thrown away, knocking away more than ten guards in front of him. A series of scalp-numbing sounds were heard, and some of the guards were directly knocked into a ball of rotten flesh. Everyone was stunned. They were hit hard to varying degrees.

Screams came one after another in the blink of an eye.

"court death!"

The middle-aged man who had taken action before was instantly furious. His figure turned into a stream of light and rushed towards Mo Yang. Then he clenched his fist and hit Mo Yang's head directly.

Mo Yang did not retreat, but also raised his hand and punched out.

"puff……"

The fists of the two men collided violently, and the thick zhenqi enveloped in the middle-aged man's fist was instantly shaken away, like paper.

In everyone's sight, the middle-aged man's body had just rushed in front of Mo Yang, and then flew backwards violently. With strings of blood beads falling in the air, his body flew dozens of feet away.

When it hit the ground, everyone was shocked to find that only half of the middle-aged man's arm was left. The area below the elbow seemed to be directly shattered. The wound was bloody and bloody, and the broken bones were still clear. visible.