The soul is buried unconscious in the dark night, and the vast medicinal gas turns into mysterious dust.

The two secret skills of Heiming Mountain and Yaoshen Mountain, added to Li Mo's body, were like flies falling from autumn leaves, corns falling into the river and sea, causing ripples to rise suddenly without any waves.

Both Yin Daoyan and Fu Yanjie were masters trained by the Five Mountain Sects. They passed the Xuantian Pavilion assessment and went to Wangxuan City to take the final examination.

Although the strength of these two people is not as good as Ye Bufan and Yue Xiaoxiang, they are still outstanding.

However, in front of Li Mo, although their Xuan Gong was successful, it was like a breeze blowing on their faces, unable to have the slightest impact.

Such a strange scene made Feng Wannian feel surprised.

"What kind of path has he embarked on?" Feng Wannian's eyes narrowed and he murmured softly.

"Impossible...This is absolutely impossible..."

Yin Daoyan screamed in shock. He couldn't believe this fact. Even a master in the Nine Inch Realm could resist, counterattack, or even ignore the unique skills of Heiming Mountain... but he would never be able to ignore them.

To no avail.

Bang……

Li Mo's strikes were like lightning, there was no nonsense at all, he didn't need to get close, his powerful inner breath was like a roaring wind, and he suddenly aroused mysterious energy.

The terrifying force directly knocked the two of them away, and the sound of broken bones could be heard endlessly.

The next moment, Yin Daoyan and Fu Yanjie fell heavily to the ground, causing the green ring to break into pieces, dust flying, and scarlet blood instantly infecting the ground.

"Oh my god... Who is this... this young man? He dares to fight even people from the five major mountain gates?"

"Everyone from the five major sects has been beaten down... Which master is this boy from, and he is so powerful?"

"They are all vomiting blood... and even their bones are vomiting out. Will they die?"

Li Mo's attack was extremely swift, and he suppressed and surrendered the two masters with one powerful move. However, the huge movement still attracted many passers-by to stop and watch.

The five main gates are high up in the sky, and in front of the five-storied building, there are even more prominent monuments and honorable documents.

In Wangxuan City, the five main gates all have extremely high prestige. In the final examinations of Xuantian Pavilion, the leader must come from these five families.

But just today, in broad daylight, the disciples of the five major sects were beaten in the street, and they couldn't beat them on horseback...

Such a bizarre thing has not been seen for many years.

"Leave quickly."

At this moment, Feng Wannian came over, took Hong Xiaofu, and Li Mo to leave.

After all, this is Wangxuan City, where dragons and snakes are mixed, and there are many eyes and ears. Li Mo's brazen attack is too ostentatious. Fortunately, it is only early in the morning, and there are not many pedestrians on the road.

What's more, in the situation just now, Li Mo had to take action.

"Let's go, there are many people and there are many eyes." Feng Wannian pulled Li Mo and whispered.

Li Mo frowned slightly, feeling something was wrong, and subconsciously glanced at the two people lying on the ground like dead dogs.

"What? You still want to kill people in the street?"

Feng Wannian's eyebrows jumped. He was afraid that Li Mo would do something crazy, so he quickly pulled him away from the scene.

"Old Feng, you are too excited. I have always been low-key and tolerant. How could you..."

"Stop talking."

Without saying a word, Feng Wannian took the low-key Li Mo away and gradually disappeared from the sight of passers-by.

At this moment, in the distance, inside a three-story building.

Fresh tea is being brewed on the stove, and the fragrance of tea lingers, accompanied by a faint smoky smell. The bead curtains in the dim room are rolled up, and there seems to be a moving figure.

"Tsk, tsk, what kind of master is that young man? He can actually defeat the descendants of two major sects?"

At this moment, in front of the fire, the young man in a toga spoke.

"It's a pity that I can't see his tricks from too far away."

"Master Shaofu, those two people just now...one is Yin Daoyan from Heiming Mountain, and the other is Fu Yanjie from Yaoshen Mountain."

The burly man standing aside reported out the relevant information about the two of them like a treasure trove.

The broad-robed young man listened for a while and then raised his hand to interrupt.

"You can be considered a master after receiving the true inheritance, but you were defeated by that young man?" A look of curiosity appeared on the handsome face of the broad-robed young man.

In this Xuantian Pavilion assessment, he knew all the famous young masters, but he didn't remember the one just now.

"Master Shaofu, do you need me to check that boy's identity?" the burly man asked, hunched over.

In Wangxuan City, there is nothing that the young master of his family cannot find out if he wants to know.

"Well, you go check..."

The broad-robed young man nodded. There were not many things that could arouse his interest. It was obvious that Li Mo's appearance had successfully aroused his interest.

How can such a person not know the basics?

"Ziyou, you are the young master of the [Zhenjun Mansion] and the young general of the patrol camp...why are you still paying attention to this kind of street fight?"

At this moment, a scornful voice came from within the bead curtain, interrupting Lu Ziyou's words.

Looking at Wangxuan City, Zhenjun Mansion is regarded as one of the most powerful entities.

There is no other reason. One hundred thousand soldiers of the patrol camp are all in this mansion, and Lu Ziyou is the young master of the [Zhenjun Mansion].

"That was no ordinary fight." Lu Ziyou looked at the boiling tea and said in a deep voice.

"The disciples of Heiming Mountain and Yaoshen Mountain were unable to make a move in the hands of that young man... Such a person is definitely not an unknown person, but there is nothing about him in my information?" Lu Ziyou glanced at him.

He stood up and looked at the swaying figure inside the bead curtain.

"You should know that our old man is in charge of the patrol camp, and the Xuantian Pavilion final exam is about to take place. At this time, no one outside of his control can appear in Wangxuan City."

As he spoke, Lu Ziyou looked at the burly man next to him and waved his right hand gently, signaling him to go and investigate.

"He is my friend."

At this moment, an indifferent voice slowly came out from the bead curtain.

"What?" Lu Ziyou was stunned. The fire in the furnace was burning brightly, but it could not hide the young master's astonished look.

"It's better not to check..."

The indifferent voice sounded again, it seemed like a discussion, but also seemed irresistible.

"Are you kidding me?"

"By the way... the patrol camp belongs to your family. It's best not to reveal what happened on the street just now... I don't want my friend to get into any trouble."

At this moment, Lu Ziyou's expression had become extremely strange, and he was looking towards the direction of the bead curtain with surprise and uncertainty.

"Friend? When did you get such a friend? Who is he?" Lu Ziyou asked questions like a barrage of questions.

"He is...a very interesting person."

The bead curtain moved slightly, and the sound fell. In a trance, the looming figure seemed to stand up, but the gentle laughter echoed in the small building for a long time.

…

The scarlet blood has long been covered by dust.

After all, Yin Daoyan and Fu Yanjie came from a large sect and were masters of the ninth level. With the help of powerful cultivation and elixirs, the two finally recovered and returned to the fifth level building.

"What the hell...what the hell...what is the origin of that kid just now? He was not affected by my [Soul Burying Art of Dark Night] at all?"

Yin Daoyan is still brooding about the battle just now.

"My medicinal energy has no effect on him at all. Logically speaking, this is very unreasonable."

"He is just a stranger. No matter how high his cultivation level is, he won't be like this." The more Yin Daoyan thought about it, the weirder he felt.

"I have seen similar records in the ancient books of Yaoshen Mountain..."

Fu Yanjie suddenly spoke and gave a clue.

"How to say?"

"There was once someone in this world who was able to do this. He was invincible in the Inner Breath Realm and could make all kinds of mysterious techniques ineffective... I call it the Medicine God Mountain..."

"Useless effort!"

"Useless effort!?" Fu Yanjie couldn't help but be moved: "Who has ever had such magical powers?"

"Three hundred years ago, it was also in this Wangxuan City that I was invincible and defeated all five sects..."

"You mean..." Yin Daoyan's eyes trembled, and the dusty ancient name appeared in his mind.

"Black sword!?"

"Is that guy as weird as the Black Sword?"

"In other words, he has the same ability as the Black Sword..."

The expressions of Yin Daoyan and Fu Yanjie gradually changed. The more they talked, the more frightened they became. If it was really just a dark horse that suddenly appeared, it would be nothing.

After all, similar monsters have appeared in previous Xuantian Pavilion final exams, but if it is really related to the black sword, the meaning will be different.
To be continued...