Mo Junrong's pupils contracted suddenly, the muscles up and down his body quickly tightened, and the qi in the meridians, which had already been quietly stopped, surged violently again.

He didn't believe that this was an ordinary middle-aged man, let alone a villager who had come to fish.

As a dignified God Realm cultivator, his facial senses perception ability was extremely keen, how could such a big living person suddenly run to the side of the stream, how could he not notice it at all.

There was a thick layer of grass on the ground, and there would definitely be a rustling sound when people walked by, but I didn't hear this sound just now, the only thing I heard was the sound of a middle-aged man stirring the stream.

These signs showed that the middle-aged man dressed as a villager should be a cultivator, and his cultivation was much, much higher than his own.

Mo Junrong has now reached the Void God Realm, and his strength is much higher than that of the Void God Realm, which only the Supreme of the Divine Realm can do.

Generally, it is not enough to cultivate to a lower supreme, and it is estimated that you need a supreme above the four heavens of the Divine Residence Realm to be able to approach you silently.

Dozens of conjectures flashed in Mo Junrong's mind, and then the faces of the Supreme Beings of different Divine Realms flashed.

He once served as the envoy of the demon and righteousness, and he knew the masters of various sects and sects.

At that time, there was still a Supreme portrait album in the Demon Palace, which was convenient for the people of the Demon Hall to receive visitors, so as not to accidentally collide with the Supreme Being.

After quickly recalling it, Mo Junrong did not find the corresponding Supreme Appearance from his memory, could it be that the middle-aged man in front of him was not a Supreme Cultivator?

It's impossible, if you are not a supreme cultivator, how can you get close to yourself quietly.

Could it be a secret hidden master of a certain sect, so no one in the outside world knows.

This time, he was sent out to take his own life so as to avenge those murdered disciples?

Absolutely, this man is here to take his own life!

Oh, Mo Junrong pulled out the long sword from behind his back with his right hand, and pulled out the sword finger with his left hand, posing for the starting hand of the dragon slaying sword technique.

He is also a cultivator of the Void God Realm, although he is not strong in the Void God Realm, but he is not easy to kill.

Anyone who wants to take their own life must weigh the power of the dragon slaying sword technique, and even if they are defeated in the end, they must bite off a piece of meat from the other party.

As if sensing that Mo Junrong was exercising, the middle-aged man dressed as a villager slowly stood up and slowly took off the bamboo hat on his head.

The man's face looks very ordinary at first, but after a closer look, you will find that it reveals a natural and free taste.

This natural and free meaning made him look a little ordinary, showing a completely unusual handsomeness.

The middle-aged man raised the yellowed old fishing rod in his hand, shook the bamboo rod of the fishing rod, and said slowly: "It seems that you want to show your strength."

Very good, I'll give you this opportunity to show you what you've learned from the Wen Sword Sect!"

Such a contemptuous tone made Mo Junrong feel a trace of anger in his heart.

But he is very sensible and understands that it is useless to be angry at this time, and if the other party dares to say such a thing, then there must be capital to say this.

If you don't make a move, you must not be merciful, you must use all your strength.

Thinking of this, Mo Junrong swiped the sword finger in his left hand towards the body of the long sword, and then slowly danced with his right hand, while increasing his strength level.

Qihua Realm, Qi Yao Realm, Transformation God Realm, and Void God Realm, since the other party is not in a hurry to make a move, he will steadily increase his strength.

Finally, on both sides of the golden-red eyes of the eyebrows, a spot of divine turning pupil light was lit up.

This shows that Mo Junrong's strength has been raised to the second turn of the Void God Realm.

As the long sword in his hand danced, the golden-red power of heaven and earth gushed out from the end of the sword tip under the guidance of qi, forming a long belt of mist.

The fog band condensed but did not disperse, suspended in the air for a long time, and continued to extend with the movement of Mo Junrong's sword.

Soon, the golden-red fog band extended to a length of eight zhang, as thick as a horse's neck.

The shape of the fog band began to become clear, with five claws, two horns, and a crocodile-like head, which was exactly the shape of a dragon.

Although the details such as scales and beards are not obvious, from a distance, it looks as if Mo Junrong is leading a real dragon with a long sword, rolling and flying in the air.

Mo Junrong squinted his eyes and observed the middle-aged man not far away, wanting to find out the flaws of the other party, and then defeat the enemy with one move.

The man's shoulders were flabby, his legs were floating, and his gaze wandered back and forth, as if he was not focused.

No matter how you look at it, the man is full of flaws, and it seems that he can be defeated with a single move.

Mo Junrong had never encountered such a situation, and he knew in his heart that this man had been prepared, but he couldn't see any signs from his body movements.

What should I do, should I attack or not, there are flaws everywhere but there are no flaws, where should I attack?

Mo Junrong hesitated, but it was not possible to delay it all the time, the so-called one go, and then three times and exhaustion.

The sword moves of the Dragon Slaying Sword Technique cannot be maintained for a long time, otherwise the edge of the sword will weaken and the attack power will also decrease.

"Since the whole body is flawed, it is better to attack the head, and if the head is injured, it may be fatal. ”

Mo Junrong muttered to himself, suddenly slashed the long sword in his hand, and his body jumped out like lightning.

Whoosh, his figure flickered sideways left and right on the grass, drawing a long afterimage.

And the golden-red mist dragon that the tip of the sword summoned also followed his movements, and flew out of the zigzag trajectory above the ground.

Quickly approaching the target in a zigzag trajectory, Mo Junrong decided not to use a long-range attack this time and unleashed the sword move.

Instead, it controls the fog dragon to attach itself to the tip of the sword to attack at close range, so that it can further strengthen the penetration and cutting effect of the sword move with the help of the sharp advantage of the weapon.

Just as his figure was within a foot of the man, Mo Junrong stepped on the ground with both feet and soared into the air at the same time, and the long sword was held in both hands, holding it straight up like a torch.

The golden-red mist dragon pulled by the tip of the sword also raised its upper body high with his movements.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Junrong turned his wrist and held the long sword downward, and at the same time, the fog dragon also followed and lowered its head, and its shining eyes looked down at the middle-aged man.

"The dragon kowtows!"

Mo Junrong roared, and a large amount of qi suddenly exploded on both sides of his backbone, and the impact was so violent that he even tore two cuts in his back clothes.

And he relied on the explosive reverse thrust to accelerate downward, and nailed the long sword in his hand to the top of the middle-aged man's head.

The golden-red mist dragon, which was filled with a large amount of heaven and earth power, also kowtowed down and crashed into the man's head.

At this moment, the man suddenly moved. He raised the old fishing rod in his hand and pointed upward, and read two words out of his mouth: "Starlight!"

As soon as the words fell, Mo Junrong felt that the vision in front of him suddenly dimmed, and there seemed to be a large hazy light shining down from the sky.

What's going on, is it my own delusion, or is it my own illusion?