Nine Nether Heavenly Emperor-Chapter 858 - 845: Mo Xiaoyao Takes Action

"Humph! Emperor Xiaoyao, Mo Xiaoyao!" At this moment, a cold snort from a middle-aged man echoed from the front of the crowd on the right.

Subsequently, that middle-aged man, full of arrogance, stepped out of the crowd, looking down contemptuously at Mo Xiaoyao, and shouted coldly, "What a seventh disciple of Emperor Nine Nether, what an Emperor Xiaoyao who practices both martial arts and physical form, I’ve long wanted to meet you!

Tonight, let me take Mo Xiaoyao’s head and show the world what it means that there is always someone stronger!"

"Who are you? Where did you come from? I’ve never seen you before." Mo Xiaoyao coldly looked at the middle-aged man who stepped out and said coldly.

"My name is Ling Sang!" After this middle-aged man Ling Sang announced his name, the arrogance on his face intensified.

"Ling Sang!" When Shi Feng heard this name, his expression slightly changed, and he murmured to himself. Then, he scrutinized Ling Sang and asked, "Are you from the Ling Family of Spirit Martial Emperor?"

"Indeed!" Hearing this, Ling Sang answered arrogantly again, his face full of arrogance. He then said, "Since you know my background, then take your own life! I’ll leave your whole body intact."

"Damn! Where do you get such a superiority complex?" Seeing Ling Sang’s arrogant and condescending manner, Mo Xiaoyao said with disdain:

"Isn’t it just that your ancestor, Spirit Martial Emperor, became the strongest under the heavens ten thousand years ago! Using your ancestor’s fame to show off is truly disgraceful to your Spirit Martial Emperor ancestor."

"You! Outrageous! Tonight, you, Mo Xiaoyao, will surely die!" Hearing Mo Xiaoyao’s words, Ling Sang’s arrogant face immediately changed, showing anger, and he shouted angrily.

"Ling Family! Good! Very good! I was thinking of visiting your Ling Family, and tonight, since you, a member of the Ling Family, have come to take my life, then I will capture you and ask your Ling Family what this means!" Shi Feng also spoke coldly to Ling Sang.

"Humph! Capture me! Overestimating yourself! You are the reincarnation of Netherworld, right? Let me, Ling Sang, kill Mo Xiaoyao, and then defeat you, this so-called strongest!" Ling Sang shouted angrily again and then moved violently, shooting towards Shi Feng and Mo Xiaoyao.

"Tianyu! Should we make a move together?" Watching Ling Sang shoot forward, Mo Fanchen turned his head and asked Jing Tianyu.

"No need for now! After all, they are already like fish in a barrel!" Jing Tianyu secretly shook his head and then said, "It’s said that this hidden family’s Ling Family inherited the martial arts legacy of Spirit Martial Emperor, let’s see what sort of battle power this Spirit Martial Emperor inheritance possesses!"

"Alright!" Mo Fanchen nodded and, along with Jing Tianyu, watched the battlefield ahead.

"Spirit Martial Dominance!" Suddenly, Ling Sang, who was shooting forward, shouted deeply. His right hand formed a fist, and pure spiritual energy surged around his whole body, like rolling waves, crazily gathered towards his fist.

A huge cyan fist shadow appeared on Ling Sang’s right fist, then like a giant mountain, seemingly possessing the power to destroy everything, it smashed toward Mo Xiaoyao.

Wherever the massive cyan fist shadow passed, the space shattered, forming layers of spatial cracks. A strike from a nine-star Martial Emperor who inherited the Spirit Martial Emperor’s legacy was terrifying to this extent.

And Mo Xiaoyao, facing the fierce and strong attack, maintained the same disdainful expression on his face. At this moment, Mo Xiaoyao’s right hand also clenched into a fist, and then, with an ordinary-looking punch, he struck towards the giant cyan fist shadow.

With a "boom," a deafening explosion sounded, as Mo Xiaoyao’s fist clashed roughly with Ling Sang’s massive fist.

Meanwhile, Mo Xiaoyao’s face maintained its calm and disdainful look, whereas Ling Sang, feeling the force from his opponent’s punch, showed extreme shock and horror.

"No! How could this be! My full-powered Spirit Martial Dominance attack!" Ling Sang said in disbelief.

But at this time, the massive cyan fist shadow unleashed by Ling Sang suddenly disintegrated, and Ling Sang’s body rapidly flew backward like a kite with a broken string.

Fresh red blood continuously spouted from Ling Sang’s mouth.

With one punch, the victor was decided. Ling Sang, who possessed the Spirit Martial Emperor’s legacy, had already been severely injured by Mo Xiaoyao’s punch. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

"Humph! Trash! So much for the Spirit Martial Emperor’s inheritor!" Looking at the Ling Sang he blasted away, Mo Xiaoyao’s face showed full disdain, and he snorted coldly.

Then he leisurely returned to Shi Feng’s side.

"Tch! I thought the Spirit Martial Emperor’s legacy was remarkable and powerful, but it’s just for show and not practical at all; a few days ago, look how arrogant he was."

At this time, seeing Ling Sang blown away by Mo Xiaoyao’s punch, the Life Emperor Mo Fanchen also let out a disdainful snort.

Following that, the other Supreme Martial Emperors also showed disdainful sneers. Days ago, this self-proclaimed Spirit Martial Emperor’s inheritor Ling Sang came to Central State, boasting about working with them to eliminate Emperor Nine Nether’s Netherworld.

And relying on his so-called identity, he always looked down on others.

Only the Emperor Guangming, Jing Tianyu, showed a serious expression and said in a deep voice, "It’s not that Ling Sang is useless, but that Mo Xiaoyao’s battle power is truly strong. If left unchecked, he will surely be a great threat."

"Indeed!" After Jing Tianyu’s words, the silent Emperor of Destiny, Wuq Qianxuan, nodded in agreement.

"Humph! No matter how strong Mo Xiaoyao’s battle power is, with so many of us here tonight, he cannot cause any waves." On Mo Fanchen’s face was still a look of disdain as he said.

Ling Sang, flying backward and seeing he was about to crash into the Bright Army, suddenly halted his backward momentum, but then his body trembled violently, and another mouthful of blood spouted from his mouth, causing him to stagger and half-kneel.

Seeing Ling Sang half-kneeling towards him, Mo Xiaoyao waved his hand and said, "You trash, there’s no need to perform such grand gestures for me; with your useless talent, I won’t take you as a disciple!"

"You!" Upon hearing Mo Xiaoyao’s words, Ling Sang’s body trembled again, and his eyes widened at Mo Xiaoyao, filled with anger as if he wished to tear Mo Xiaoyao to pieces.

Ling Sang, an inheritor of the Spirit Martial Emperor, and a nine-star Martial Emperor Realm, overlooking the world, had never been so insulted!

Not only was he blown away by a single punch, but also ridiculed verbally.

Mo Xiaoyao’s words infuriated him, causing another mouthful of blood to spout from his mouth, and this time, the blood was black.