Ancient Gods

Duan Chenxiang didn't expect that Mo Yang would use the Emperor's Text again and again in such a rogue style. Although the physical injuries did not threaten his life or death, the repeated tearing of his fighting body would also affect his fighting power.

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The most important thing is that being injured by Mo Yang in public is a great shame for him, a peerless genius in the eyes of the world.

"Did he awaken the sword spirit of the magic sword!"

I don't know which cultivator exclaimed, causing the place to explode directly.

This magic sword is mysterious and extraordinary. According to rumors, it is a real bloodthirsty weapon. If the sword spirit is really awakened, God knows what will happen.

"Duan Chenxiang has been injured repeatedly, and I'm afraid he's in a state of confusion. He dared to do this. Isn't he afraid of being attacked by the magic sword?"

Jiang Mingxue was also surprised. Duan Chenxiang's cultivation was comparable to hers, but he was forced to this point by Mo Yang...

You should know that the aura emanating from Mo Yang was only at the third level of the Great Saint Realm.

In mid-air, Mo Yang saw Duan Chenxiang at this time, and his heart trembled, because the murderous intent was too terrifying, as if it was about to materialize.

The key is the blood-colored figure behind Duan Chenxiang, and the aura emanating from it enveloped the mid-air. Mo Yang tried his best to activate the Xingzi Scroll, but he was also trapped in a quagmire.

"Today is your death!" Duan Chenxiang's eyes were bloodshot, and he swung the magic sword and slashed at Mo Yang fiercely like a beast roaring.

In an instant, the murderous intent was overwhelming, and the blood-colored light directly flooded the entire sky...

Everyone only heard a deafening collision sound, but they didn't know what happened inside, because they couldn't see the scene inside clearly. At this time, there was only endless blood-colored light rioting on the battlefield.

Many cultivators held their breath at this time, staring at the battlefield, and the surroundings were deadly quiet.

After a few breaths, the blood-colored light faded. Some cultivators focused their eyes and looked, and vaguely saw Duan Chenxiang's god-like and devil-like figure still standing in the air, holding a magic sword, and the murderous intent was undiminished.

However, Mo Yang's figure was not seen in the air.

After a few more breaths, the blood-colored light dissipated, and everyone saw a big pit on the ground, several feet deep, with cracks all around the pit.

"Cough cough..."

A violent cough came out, and then Mo Yang was seen being bombed into the big pit.

His robes were tangled, his black hair was messy, and there were many golden blood beads on it, and his robes were soaked with the golden blood.

A huge wound spread directly from Mo Yang's neck to his waist and abdomen. If there was no skin and flesh on his neck, his body would have been broken into two pieces.

You can clearly see the golden blood flowing from the wound. One arm was missing, and the broken part was bloody and shattered. It was not cut off, but more like it was directly shattered.

He has the blood of the ancient gods, and his physique is not weaker than anyone in the Great Saint Realm, but he was injured to this extent.

Many cultivators felt a chill in their spines when they saw it, and were so shocked that they couldn't speak.

Everything turned around so quickly. The two of them fought for more than a hundred rounds before, and it seemed to be evenly matched, but in the blink of an eye, Mo Yang was almost split in half.

"Ahem..."

Mo Yang coughed a few times, and golden blood continued to flow from the corner of his mouth.

"You are not dead yet!"

Before everyone recovered from the shock, Duan Chenxiang, who was standing in the air, spoke. His eyes were bloodshot, and his whole body was full of murderous aura. With the blood-colored figure behind him, he looked like he was possessed.

As soon as he finished speaking, he continued to attack, swung the magic sword in his hand and chopped it down vertically.

Mo Yang didn't care about anything else, and used all his strength to activate the Xing character scroll. His body rushed out of the big pit. Although he avoided the sword light, he was still blown away by the sword energy.

Mo Yang didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly activated the Sheng character scroll. His whole body was full of light mist, and the golden blood that fell was shining brightly. Then it was pulled back by an inexplicable force and rushed towards his body. The wounds on his body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a few breaths, the shocking wound on his body had healed, and the shattered arm had been reshaped.

His body flashed back, and then slowly rose into the air, facing Duan Chenxiang from a distance.

Mo Yang looked down at his chest, then raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. There was no extra expression on his face, but there was endless chill invisibly.

"It is worthy of being a magic sword!"

He sighed lightly, only these few words.

Duan Chenxiang did not stop at all, roared, and rushed towards Mo Yang with the sword.

While Mo Yang stood there, his aura began to change. The color of the golden true qi that penetrated his body deepened rapidly, and then turned blood red.

Until this time, the people watching from a distance came back to their senses, but before they could think about it, a strange scene appeared.

A figure slowly condensed behind Mo Yang!

Everyone who just came back to their senses was stunned. Not only them, but even Duan Chenxiang suddenly stopped, with two dazzling blood lights in his eyes, looking at Mo Yang in disbelief.

Many cultivators were shocked and confused by this strange scene. They didn't know what happened at all.

In the crowd, Jiang Mingxue's face was full of disbelief. Duan Chenxiang awakened the sword spirit of the magic sword, so the bloody figure appeared, but Mo Yang...

How is this possible?

Her first reaction was that Mo Yang might have practiced some magical skills that could imitate other people's skills to attack, but she soon found out that she was wrong.

Because after the tall shadow behind Mo Yang emerged, it was accompanied by an inexplicable aura. Even though it was a little blurry, it exuded an intangible aura that dominated the world.

That feeling was indescribable, just like the arrival of the rumored strongest. When you look at it, your heart will tremble uncontrollably and be afraid...

The blood-colored figure behind Duan Chenxiang was trembling at this time, as if it was oppressed by something, and the magic sword in his hand also made a harsh tremor, shaking the sky.

If you say that he was possessed by a demon, Mo Yang at this time was more like a demon than anyone else, because everyone saw with their own eyes that his true energy turned blood red, and a tall demon shadow appeared behind him, like the devil coming to the world.

The key point is that Mo Yang is different from before. His hair is flying wildly and he looks crazy. He stares at Duan Chenxiang with a bloodthirsty smile on his face, which is frightening.