Mo Yun burst into laughter, a confident arrogance emanating from him.

He exuded an aura of unparalleled dominance, and the entire sky seemed to pale in comparison to his presence!

Wu Zun?

Everyone stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with disbelief.

How could a junior grandmaster not be at the pinnacle of martial arts?

For hundreds of years, the highest level that all martial arts practitioners have ever reached is only minor master.

Even Lao Tzu, Li Er, was only at the level of a minor grandmaster.

What merit or ability does Mo Yun possess to break through the shackles of a minor grandmaster?

However, Lu Li knew some inside information. Qu Yuan had told him a lot about it back then. Before Yu the Great, the human race had a very long lifespan and was quite powerful.

The internal force they used was actually the flowing energy between heaven and earth.

However, after Emperor Zhuanxu severed the connection between heaven and earth, the number of people who could cultivate became fewer and fewer.

Humanity's vitality began to decline rapidly, and by the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods, only Qi cultivators remained, who then gradually transformed into martial artists.

Mo Yun's eyes shone with dazzling light, his aura rose steadily, and his whole being was enveloped in a radiant glow.

"boom!"

A powerful and chilling aura erupted from him.

He spread his arms wide, and the entire space seemed to tremble.

"Boom!"

A violent gust of wind appeared out of nowhere and swept across an area of ​​several miles.

Mo Yun slowly lowered his head, looking down at all the humans below, and said calmly, "You ants, submit or perish."

"Don't even think about it!"

Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang roared in unison and attacked Mo Yun together once again.

Mo Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Immediately afterwards, he appeared beside Gai Nie and slapped him down, the violent force knocking Gai Nie to the ground.

"Pfft!"

He struck out with his palm again, hitting Gai Nie in the chest.

Instantly, Gai Nie's body flew out like a cannonball, crashing several meters away, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

He struggled to his feet, glaring at Mo Yun with gritted teeth and boundless resentment.

"You old scoundrel! I will surely kill you!"

Wei Zhuang charged forward, his eyes filled with madness, and thrust out his sword, its blade flashing.

"Bang!"

But Mo Yun casually stretched out his right hand to block Wei Zhuang's sword, and then kicked out.

His seemingly ordinary kick contained terrifying, indescribable force, sending Wei Zhuang flying and crashing heavily into the wall.

"Bang!"

The entire city trembled.

"hiss……"

The onlookers couldn't help but gasp.

Mo Yun's attack just now was incredibly powerful.

If it were any one of them, they wouldn't be able to withstand it at all; they would be instantly killed.

This level of skill has exceeded their understanding of martial arts.

"hehe."

Mo Yun sneered twice and looked at Wei Zhuang and Gai Nie: "You mere ants, yet you dare to provoke me."

Before he finished speaking, he lifted his leg and stepped towards Wei Zhuang.

At this moment, Lu Li drew his sword and stood in front of Wei Zhuang.

Although he knew very well that he couldn't stop Mo Yun with his strength, he had no other choice at this moment.

"boom!"

A terrifying sense of oppression washed over him, and Lu Li felt inexplicably suffocated.

How terrifying!

The mere pressure was enough to make him breathless.

Mo Yun looked down at him and said indifferently, "Like a mantis trying to stop a chariot."

The next moment, he stomped down hard.

"Bang!"

The terrifying force caused Lu Li's bones to crack and pop, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his body plummeted toward the ground.

"Bang!"

Lu Li crashed heavily onto the floor, splattering a spray of blood. He was in excruciating pain all over his body, even struggling to breathe, and his vision went completely black.

"Lu Li!"

From afar came Wei Zhuang's shouts, filled with grief and rage.

"Brother Lu!"

"Owner!"

Everyone gasped in surprise and rushed over to check on Lu Li's injuries.

Wei Zhuang held the dying Lu Li in his arms, looked up to the sky and roared mournfully, filled with unbearable sorrow.

Mo Yun glanced at Lu Li, snorted coldly, and said disdainfully, "Pathetic!"

The next moment, he prepared to continue the slaughter.

Just then—

"Whoosh!"

A golden light streaked across the sky, instantly enveloping Lu Li and his companions.

A crisp clang of metal clashing rang out, and the golden light actually blocked Mo Yun's attack.

"Who?" Mo Yun raised an eyebrow and shouted coldly.

Immediately afterwards, another golden light streaked across the sky, and an old man dressed in a black robe gracefully descended.

"It's you!" Mo Yun's expression changed slightly, and he asked in a deep voice, "Are you going to interfere?"

The old man was thin, but he exuded a powerful aura, making him appear very profound and mysterious.

He stared at Mo Yun and sneered, "You dare to kill someone from my Ghost Valley? How can I stand idly by?"

Mo Yun frowned, her eyes icy cold. "Since you insist on interfering, then leave them all here!"

"Whoosh!"

After saying that, he took a step forward, his body turning into a blur, and in the blink of an eye he was in front of the old man.

He threw a punch, the wind whistling through the air, as cunning as a venomous snake.

"Smack!"

The old man reacted extremely quickly, swiftly parrying the attack while simultaneously forming a finger seal with his other hand to meet it.

Both attacks carried terrifying amounts of energy.

"Bang!"

With two muffled thuds, the two separated.

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