Battle God Emperor

Lei Yun looked at the White Bone Sword in his chest in shock. What shocked him was that even if he wanted to die with Mo Ziyang, he could not, as the soul energy and blood in his body frantically surged towards the White Bone Sword.    

The Soul Corrosion Sword was the name of the sword in Mo Ziyang's hands and belonged to the Saint Level Battle Artifact. The strangest thing was that it could devour soul energy and the blood of warriors to advance, and it was very likely to break through to the Divine level.    

However, forging the Soul Erosion Sword is very difficult. One must have the ribs of a darkness-type warbeast in order to succeed, and darkness-type warbeasts are generally at the Saint or even God level. How could they be easy to obtain?    

Thus, the Soul Erosion Sword was an extremely rare existence, even in the holy city it was extremely rare.    

How could he have expected that this destitute and remote Warrior of Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage would actually have such a treasure in its hands?    

"As expected of a person with Lei Family, they really do have some experience." Mo Ziyang smiled faintly. If it wasn't for Lei Yun underestimating him, she wouldn't have given him the chance to succeed.    

How could Lei Yun not know that Mo Ziyang was not praising him at all, but mocking him.    

"Even if I die, they will die for me." Lei Yun laughed sinisterly.    

Hu hu!    

Sure enough, at this moment, three black shadows instantly connected into the Doucheng and appeared at the Dou Fu within a few breaths of time. Streams of sword Qi whistled out and rushed towards the Dou Fu.    

"You're courting death!" Mo Ziyang's expression turned cold, the Soul Corrosion Sword trembled, and directly slashed Lei Yun into two.    

Even if Lei Yun died, he would never have thought that he would die in a small city in the Immortal Dynasty.    

Mo Ziyang's speed was extremely fast, he had already turned into a ray of light and before he even arrived, the raging Sword Qi had already locked onto the three of them.    

One Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage, two Third Small Stage, yet these three people, gave him an extremely dangerous feeling, much more terrifying than Lei Yun.    

Boom!    

Mo Ziyang's Sword Qi slashed down, instantly cutting off the three people's attack on the Dou Zhe, at the same time, he appeared in the sky above the Dou Zhe.    

"Godly Ghost Steps? Are you people from the Yama Mansion? " Mo Ziyang stared coldly at the three people in front of him, as his body became heavy.    

Yama Mansion was not something that could be compared with Lei Family. These people were all lunatics, lunatics that even the families of the Sacred City feared when they went crazy.    

In his heart, he muttered to himself, "Could it be that the reason the Ox kid didn't send anyone over was also because of the Yama Mansion? Or were those few people who were protecting the Doucheng secretly taken care of by the people from the Yama Mansion? "    

Calming his mind, Mo Ziyang's eyes once again fell on the three of them.    

"You're quite knowledgeable." Mo Ziyang could clearly see the scar on his face.    

did not care about the knife-scarred man's compliment at all. He frowned: "Did you guys come for Murong Xue as well?"    

"Oh, looks like you indeed know Murong Xue." The scar-faced man laughed sinisterly, and laughed sinisterly: "As long as you hand Murong Xue over, we can pretend that we don't know about you killing Lei Yun."    

Mo Ziyang shook his head, and said: "I don't know who the Murong Xue you are talking about is, the person from Lei Family also mentioned this earlier, if it was possible, I would have already given it to you."    

"Is that so?" The scar-faced black clothed man's smile froze, his black eyes stared straight at Mo Ziyang, and said: "Seems like you don't want to drink anymore penalty wine, we are not like that idiot Lei Yun, and will not stand there and let you slaughter us, I really want to know, when the people of this city are almost dead, do you know where Murong Xue is?"    

After saying that, the scar-faced man waved his hand, and the other two people instantly shot towards the Doucheng.    

"Stop!" Hearing that, Mo Ziyang shouted loudly, and in a flash, he rushed towards the scarred black clothed man.    

"Are you angry? This is just the beginning. " The black scarred man stepped on a strange movement technique and quickly disappeared from his original position, leaving Mo Ziyang empty-handed.    

This movement skill was called the Godspeed Ghost Steps, and was unique to Yama Mansion. It was precisely because of this that Mo Ziyang was able to recognize them.    

Although the Knifescar fellow's strength wasn't as high as Mo Ziyang's, his speed was extremely strange. His goal wasn't to kill Mo Ziyang either, it was just to stall him for time.    

In the distance, two other Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage killers had already started their massacre. Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage s, if it wasn't slaughter of some ordinary warriors, then what was it?    

"I want to see how long you can last. It's still too late to hand Murong Xue over right now. If this city is annihilated …" The scar-faced man laughed sinisterly.    

Mo Ziyang's face was as cold as ice as he coldly swept a glance at the two people in the distance. His heart was as sharp as a needle, and he really wanted to charge forward and kill the two early stage Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage s first.    

If he wanted to escape from the Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage, he would not be able to do so in a short period of time. However, he might not be able to escape from the two warriors of the early stage of Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage.    

However, when he saw the smile on the scarred black clothed man's face, Mo Ziyang was very clear that if he went to chase after the other two, he would immediately rush into the Dou Residence to kill them.    

One side was for Dou Family, the other side was for Doucheng, Mo Ziyang didn't know what to do at the moment.    

"You really want to kill us, don't you? Unfortunately, you can't do anything. " The scar-faced, black-clothed man grinned as if he had succeeded in his conspiracy.    

"Is that so?"    

Suddenly, a deep voice came out from Mo Ziyang's back. Mo Ziyang turned to look and saw a fatty dressed in a golden robe slowly walking towards him.    

"Fatty?" Mo Ziyang looked at the person who came, shocked. Other than the fatty Ouyang Xiaopiao, who else could it be?    

He did not expect that the fatty would wake up at such a crucial moment. Furthermore, the fatty was clearly only at Peak of Dao Combination Battle Immortal Stage, but the aura emitted from his body caused even him to feel fear and trepidation.    

"Thank you, senior, for taking care of me these past few days. Leave this place to me." The fatty bowed to Mo Ziyang slightly, then said with an extremely firm gaze.    

"Leave it to you?" Mo Ziyang thought he heard wrong, but when he thought about how the fatty awakened his Inherited Bloodline, maybe he really could jump levels to fight.    

"Be careful." Mo Ziyang left behind these words, instantly filled with killing intent as he rushed towards the other two Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage s.    

The scar-faced man had a strange expression on his face. He looked at the fat man and said, "Damn fatty, it's fine if you have something wrong with your head, but I didn't expect that the old man had something wrong with his brain."    

The fat man smiled and stood silently in the air. He looked at the scarred man in black, looking like a fool.    

"Damn fatty, since you want to die, I'll grant you that wish. I want to see what you're going to use to stop me." Seeing the smile on Fatty's face, the scar-faced man was immediately enraged.    

Being looked down upon by Mo Ziyang was one thing, but Mo Ziyang being able to kill Lei Yun, who was in the ninth stage of the Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage, showed that his strength was not ordinary.    

But this fatty, was only a Peak of Dao Combination Battle Immortal Stage, so what if he had peerless Dao Combination Battle Immortal Stage? At most, it would only be equivalent to a Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage, yet he actually dared to look down on her, how could the scar-faced man not be angry?    

The scar-faced, black-clothed man appeared in front of Fatty in a flash like a ghost. He extended his palm and struck towards the fatty's head.