Hearing Yang Zhiyuan's words, Mo Wuchen frowned slightly.

I didn't expect the other party to be so keen and actually discovered himself.

"Come out!"

Yang Zhiyuan narrowed his eyes and sighed again, looking in the direction of the grass where Mo Wuchen was hiding.

He didn't have the slightest doubt that he had sensed that someone was hiding there just now.

Swish!

A figure walked out of the grass, and it was Mo Wangchen, who frowned slightly, looking at the two people in front of him.

"Who are you?What are you doing here?!"

Yang Zhiyuan squinted his eyes and scolded Mo Wangchen, and while speaking, his footsteps were also approaching Mo Wuchen.

"I just happen to be here. Mo Wuchen responded.

"Did you hear what we said just now?" Yang Zhiyuan's eyes flashed coldly.

Mo Wuchen frowned, "What does Your Excellency mean by this? I came here early in the morning, you are passing by, talking here, even if I hear it, can you blame me?"

"Brother Yang, I think it's better to forget it, this person doesn't look like he's quibbling. Behind her, the glass goddess spoke.

Yang Zhiyuan shook his head, "Immortal Scripture Dao Pattern, the news must not be leaked, and he cannot be allowed to leave alive." ”

"You want to kill me?"

Hearing his words, Mo Wuchen also narrowed his eyes, and a cold glint burst out in his eyes.

Yang Zhiyuan sneered, at this time, he had already come to a distance within three steps of Mo Wuchen, his eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but say it, and shot directly.

Airplanes!

The hand hidden under the sleeve robe suddenly reached out, and bursts of sharp black blades appeared, like a devil's claw, forcing towards Mo Wuchen's chest.

Sou!

Mo Wuchen stepped back, avoiding Yang Zhiyuan's attack, the imperial sword in his hand appeared, snorted coldly, and slashed directly.

Laugh at!

The astonishing sword light suddenly appeared, which made the atmosphere on this side suddenly depressed a lot, and the invisible sword pressure permeated, making people breathe and sink.

On the other side, Yang Zhiyuan's face was shocked, and he also felt the extraordinaryness of Mo Wuchen's sword, and actually communicated the general trend and merged it into the sword, "Sword intent?"

He frowned, and after being surprised, he immediately snorted coldly, and his body suddenly swept out to the side, and the sword flashed past him.

Thundered!

Then, Yang Zhiyuan's big hand reached out, and a big void hand turned into black qi slapped towards Mo Wangchen, containing the charm of the law of the Dao, which could not be underestimated.

"Get out!"

Mo Wuchen sighed, his face did not dare to be careless, in his opinion, this person's cultivation was probably not much weaker than Ye Wudao.

The emperor's sword volleyed into the air, smashing the oncoming big hand, and then Mo Wuchen stepped on the soles of his feet, and his body rose into the air.

He was condescending, his eyes were cold, "I don't want to kill people, Your Excellency had better not force me." ”

From the previous conversation between Yang Zhiyuan and the Glass Priestess, Mo Wuchen learned that Yang Zhiyuan was the Dao Immortal Sect, one of the seven main peaks, and the eldest disciple of Tianzhu Peak.

And he also wants to join the Dao Dao Immortal Sect, if there is a conflict with the other party at this moment, or even kill it, in the future, if he wants to join the Dao Dao Immortal Sect, it will inevitably be a little troublesome.

"Arrogance!"

Hearing Mo Wuchen's words, Yang Zhiyuan snorted coldly, his eyes full of disdain, "You want to kill me too?"

The words fell, and his body also rose into the air, his body was tumbling around, shrouded in immortal light, and the cultivation of the Emperor Realm exploded to the extreme at this moment.

Bang!

He stepped out in the air, and the black void hand resurfaced, containing a terrifying Dao charm in it, and pressed towards Mo Wuchen.

The void trembled, and where the big hand passed, the space seemed to crack, and there were bursts of mournful roars.

"Since you're looking for death, you can't blame me. ”

Mo Wuchen snorted coldly, and then he didn't keep it, and the cultivation of the peak of the Seven Heavens of the Saint Venerable Realm exploded to the extreme.

The Emperor Realm slashed down in the air, fused the true trick of fighting, and added the law of life and death to it, and in the blink of an eye, it was to fight the Void Big Hand in half.

Whew!

The big hand exploded, turning into a terrible storm that swept all around, overturning all the towering ancient trees in the mountains and forests below.

"The Seven Heavens of the Holy Venerable Realm?"

Yang Zhiyuan frowned slightly, he also saw the level of Mo Wuchen's cultivation, but it was precisely because of this that he was surprised in his heart.

In the blow just now, he used at least more than sixty percent of his strength, and even a heavy figure in the Emperor Realm was difficult to take, but he didn't expect it to be so easily resolved by Mo Wuchen.

"Who is he......"

Below the ground, a look of surprise also appeared on the face of the glass goddess, her eyes were like torches, looking at Mo Wuchen who was holding a sword in mid-air.

Buzz!

At the same time, the Emperor Realm of Don't Forget the Dust lightly touched the void, and the ripples rippled out, like ripples on the water surface.

The next moment, the invisible general trend rolled around him, his clothes hunted, and the sword flashed in the sky, like raindrops, pressing towards Yang Zhiyuan.

In the face of Mo Wuchen's attack, Yang Zhiyuan's complexion changed slightly, and then he snorted coldly, his body flew back, and his two palms slapped continuously, and the big hand of nothingness instantly destroyed the sword rays in the sky and dissipated.

Sou!

However, just as Yang Zhiyuan was about to launch a counterattack, suddenly his face changed, because at some point, Mo Wuchen actually came to the direction of his side, and the Emperor Realm in his hand fell, and an astonishing half-moon light crossed the void.

"What a speed!"

Yang Zhiyuan was surprised and frowned, how Mo Wuchen approached just now, he didn't see it at all.

At this moment, seeing the other party's sword, the spiritual power in his body was urged to the extreme, and the divine light around his body was shining, and in the blink of an eye, an illusory and ancient golden bell manifested, guarding him in it.

Boom!

The emperor's sword slashed down on the golden bell, and the loud voice echoed in all directions, Mo Wuchen only felt that his arm was slightly numb, but he didn't expect the defensive power of this bell to be so amazing.

"You can't even break my defenses, how can you kill me?"

Yang Zhiyuan looked at Mo Wuchen with disdain, and sneered.

"Humph!"

But I saw that Mo Wangchen put away the emperor's sword, and his body flew back, coming to a higher sky.

Airplanes!

The void fluctuated slightly, and the divine rainbow in his body flew by, and a huge golden tripod manifested out, with the might of the mountain, and smashed down.

Bang!

The earth-shattering sound of collision broke out, and a small hill not far away was affected by the collision, and the whole one was trampled down, only to see that in the sky, under Mo Wuchen, the illusory ancient clock around Yang Zhiyuan exploded.

His body was shaken out by a terrible force, and he vomited blood on the spot, and his eyes were full of astonishment and disbelief.

"So strong, so powerful, why haven't I seen him before?"

On the ground below, the glass goddess frowned, and her gaze fell motionlessly on Mo Wangchen's body.

Looking at the entire Northern Immortal Domain, she knew almost all the masters of the younger generation, but she had never seen Mo Wuchen.

"The Seven Heavens of the Holy Venerable Realm can hardly shake the powerhouse of the Emperor Realm......"

"Could it be the person who fought with Ye Wudao in Yincheng not long ago?!"

The glass goddess exclaimed, thinking of this possibility.