Ancient Gods

There was a cry of surprise from Taoshan, and many cultivators hurriedly urged their body-protecting Qi to resist.

Because the sword energy was very terrifying, it was like a huge wave hitting the sky, which made many cultivators feel a strong sense of suffocation.

Mo Yang's eyes were slightly focused, and he silently looked at the figure approaching at a very fast speed.

Although the sword energy was very strong and had an amazing sharp breath, it was not that this person deliberately released the sword energy, but it was revealed invisibly.

Not only that, when the figure approached, many cultivators on Taoshan felt like a peerless sword was slashing at them. Even the Taoist Saint and Zhao Xiaoxiao beside Mo Yang couldn't help but change color and felt cold all over.

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"Such a high level of sword attainment, but it lacks a sense of killing..." Mo Yang whispered to himself.

Xu Qing frowned slightly, looked up in the air, then looked at Mo Yang suspiciously, and said, "It seems that you also know a lot about swordsmanship!"

A figure appeared in Mo Yang's mind. It was the Sword Saint of Jianshan in Xuantian Continent. He sighed and said, "I know someone who is good at swordsmanship!"

Xu Qing looked at Mo Yang suspiciously, but did not ask more questions.

Because he had just met Mo Yang not long ago, it seemed normal that he did not know the old friend mentioned by Mo Yang.

"Who is this person?" Mo Yang looked at the figure that had already come to the sky above Taoshan and asked Xu Qing.

"Wang Xiao, the second genius of the Sword Sect!"

The speaker was Murong Xue beside Xu Qing, and she seemed to respond subconsciously.

"The second genius of the Sword Sect, could it be that there is a genius in the Sword Sect who is stronger than him in swordsmanship?" Mo Yang was a little surprised, because this person's swordsmanship was already very strong.

"The first genius of the Sword Sect is his sister Wang Xier, but the siblings have been in seclusion in the sect and rarely appear. I didn't expect that he would come to join in the fun at this Taoshan event..." Xu Qing explained.

Mo Yang nodded slightly. It was rare for the siblings to occupy the first and second geniuses of a large sect.

Wang Xiao's cultivation was not strong. He was at the third level of the Saint Emperor Realm, which was a little weaker than Shi Xiaotian. However, he focused on the sword path and could reach this point. His combat power might be comparable to that of a Great Saint Realm cultivator.

Since Wang Xiao's sister had a stronger attainment than him, she must have already entered the Great Saint Realm.

Although such a cultivation seemed nothing to Mo Yang, he had to admit that the other party was indeed very strong and had an amazing talent for swordsmanship.

Because Nie Yun, the strongest swordsman among the younger generation on the Xuantian Continent, was far inferior to Wang Xiao, not to mention Wang Xier.

Wang Xiao flew directly to Taoshan. He looked handsome. Just looking at his appearance, it was difficult to associate him with a swordsman.

Many cultivators were talking around, and some of them immediately went up to greet him and talked to him in a familiar manner.

However, Wang Xiao had a look of indifference, and just nodded to the cultivators casually, and then swept his eyes through the crowd.

It seemed that when he saw Shi Xiaotian, a trace of seriousness appeared on his face, and he nodded slightly across the crowd.

Mo Yang looked at them silently for a few times, and did not ask any more questions. He walked forward silently. He did not have much interest in these unknown geniuses, as long as others did not provoke him.

Xu Qing took a look and retracted his gaze. He did not stop and walked forward with Mo Yang.

Although several people walked forward, the conversation behind them was still clearly heard by them.

"I heard that Brother Wang has been in seclusion. I have never seen Brother Wang come to the Taoshan Festival in the past. What wind blew Brother Wang this year?" A cultivator who came forward to chat asked with a smile.

Facing such inquiries, Wang Xiao looked around the crowd and said, "I heard that a strange monster appeared here when the grand event started yesterday. I was curious, so I came to see it!"

As soon as he spoke, there was a commotion around him. All the cultivators knew who he was talking about, and they all started looking for him in the crowd.

After a while, everyone looked forward in unison. At this time, Mo Yang just stopped. He looked behind him and was speechless.

Countless eyes were looking at him silently. Although no one spoke, this was the worst time he was betrayed. Wang Xiao followed the eyes of the crowd and his eyes just fell on Mo Yang.

Mo Yang was slightly stunned, and then looked at Xu Qing beside him.

"Uh... Don't look at me like that, I didn't do anything!" Xu Qing was speechless and said hurriedly.

He then said, "Yesterday, Shi Xiaotian fought with you on the ring and was defeated. This kind of thing can't be concealed. Now it's not just the Sword Sect, I'm afraid many major forces know about it!"

Mo Yang frowned slightly, but didn't say much.

At this time, Wang Xiao had already walked up step by step, like a sharp sword slashing towards him, and Mo Yang's eyes narrowed slightly.

In just a few breaths, Wang Xiao came to Mo Yang. He obviously saw Xu Qing beside him. A strange color flashed in his eyes, and he nodded to Xu Qing, and then looked at Mo Yang: "Was that person yesterday you?"

Mo Yang frowned. He was not afraid of Wang Xiao, but felt a little puzzled. He had always been willing to keep a low profile and did not want to be involved with these Tianjiao, but it seemed that he could not avoid them at all.

"There were many Tianjiao here yesterday, and there are even more today. I wonder who you are talking about?" Mo Yang frowned and asked.

Wang Xiao had no expression on his face, and said: "It was you who fought with Shi Xiaotian yesterday?"

The words sounded calm, but there was a hint of interrogation in them.

There seemed to be two sword auras floating in those eyes, like huge waves in the vast sea.

Mo Yang's brows gradually relaxed, a smile appeared on the corners of his mouth, and he said: "I heard that you are the second pride of the Sword Sect?"

Without waiting for Wang Xiao to speak, Mo Yang sneered: "I just want to ask, who gave you the courage to ask me like this?"

"Or do you think that I should give you face as the second pride of the Sword Sect? Who do you think you are?"

The Taoist Saint was not surprised at all by Mo Yang's reaction, but found a sense of familiarity in Mo Yang.

In her opinion, Mo Yang was still low-key, because when facing many powerful people in the Taoist sect, Mo Yang did not take them seriously at all, and almost uprooted the Taoist sect.

Not to mention now, because Mo Yang is much stronger than before.

Xu Qing glanced at Mo Yang, then looked at Wang Xiao and said, "He has this temper, but I advise you not to provoke him. I was beaten by him before!"

Xu Qing seemed to want to take the opportunity to get closer to Mo Yang. He didn't feel anything wrong when he said this, but the crowd exploded instantly.

Murong Xue snorted lightly. Thinking back to what happened in the secret realm, she was full of dissatisfaction. She looked at Mo Yang and snorted coldly, "Sometimes I really want to fight you again!"