I’m Really a Villain

It was the Overlord Yanyu Jue he practiced.

The more domineering this technique is, the more effective and powerful it will be for a fearless person to cultivate.

At this moment, Xiang Qianheng stepped into the air and slapped down with his palm, countless sword qi shattered under his palm.

He turned a blind eye to the sword intent filling half of the sky, and the black robe fluttered in the wind all over his body.

Under the broken hair on his forehead, his eyes were domineering.

With a cold snort, as he slapped his palm down, crimson aura surged around him.

Half of the sky was squeezed by his palm, as if it was about to collapse.

The aura is rioting, and the space is shattering.

Countless strands of sword intent were annihilated in it.

Feeling the power of this palm, Jian Twenty-One raised his eyebrows and eyes.

There was a flash of light in the eyes, and the countless sword intents gathered together and slashed towards Xiang Qianheng.

There was a "boom".

At this moment, the dust was floating, and the air waves of the explosion spread around.

The ring under the two people's feet was directly divided into two from the middle,

Everyone looked intently, only to see the two standing opposite each other at this moment, with calm eyes.

"Who won?" A disciple asked curiously.

Jian Twenty-one took a deep breath, and walked down the ring without saying a word.

When he just stepped off the ring, he only heard a "click", and the long sword in his hand unexpectedly shattered.

"Xiang Qianheng wins," the elder next to him quickly announced.

Ignoring the cheers from the disciples present, Jian Eryi stared blankly at the broken sword in his hand.

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On the other side, Xia Zihe's broad sword slashed down.

The Sword of Chasing Waves passed through the void of Wugeng, bringing up monstrous waves and rushing towards his face.

It seemed that what he held in his hand was no longer a sword, but a vast ocean.

Standing on the turbulent sea, Xia Zihe's figure was rolled up ten thousand feet high.

Jiang Xi'er's eyes were flat, and her face was as cold as frost.

She stretched out her jade hand, and her entire arm was covered with a thin layer of thin ice.

When that wave of the ocean hits, she is like a flat boat in the ocean.

Wang Yang rolled up a monstrous wave, as if to completely bury her in it.

I saw her jade hand lightly touch.

The sound of "click, click" came from it.

The vast ocean with monstrous waves was frozen bit by bit.

In just a split second, half of the sky was frozen.

It was freezing cold.

Xia Zihe stood on the surface of the huge waves, and his feet were also covered with a thick layer of ice.

Before he could react, Jiang Xi'er had already come to him.

The jade hand passed through Wugeng's void and landed heavily on his chest.

There was a "boom".

The sky filled with ice exploded, and the monstrous waves turned into a sword in an instant.

Xia Zihe's figure fell down, and his feet retreated several meters from the ground before stopping.

He looked at the cold Wave Chasing Sword in his hand, then shook his head and sighed.

"It's still too restrained!"

"Jiang Xi'er wins," the elder quickly judged from the side.

And on the last arena.

Although Mr. Daoyang and Fairy Xingjian were two against one, they didn't have any advantage.

Jue Ming's practice of trapping formation can strengthen the power of his trapping formation.

At the same time, his formation speed is also very fast.

He separated Mr. Daoyang and Mr. Daoyang with a trap.

The combat power of the two without the combined attack skills was greatly reduced, and they were finally broken by each of them.

With the birth of the top three in the competition, the disciples watching the match were also shouting their names.

As for the ranking of the top three, it depends on the competition between the three of them.

"Elder," just as the referee elder was about to announce, Jiang Xi'er interrupted the other party's words.

Asked: "Are the top three qualified to challenge the Holy Son?"

"According to the regulations," the elder nodded and replied.

"I don't pay much attention to the ranking in this martial arts competition, even if I get third place, it doesn't matter."

Jiang Xi'er said flatly: "I just want to challenge the current Holy Son."

Xu Zimo, who was at the top, smiled, and looked into Jiang Xi'er's cold eyes.

He slowly stood up from his seat.

"What's going on? Does Jiang Xi'er have a conflict with the Holy Son!"

The disciples who didn't know the truth quickly discussed it.

Some disciples also speculated.

"It should be because of the matter of the sixth elder, or else the two of them didn't meet at all."

"Xiao Momo is in trouble now," Xia Zihe muttered while frowning.

And the few direct disciples next to him also watched the excitement with great interest.

The referee elder seemed a little embarrassed, and turned his head to ask Xu Zimo's opinion.

"It's okay, I'll take care of it!"

Xu Zimo walked forward slowly and glanced at Jiang Xi'er.

Immediately, he looked squarely at all the personal disciples present.

He said lightly: "I know that many of you have opinions on me.

Want to see me make a fool of myself.

I, too, hate trouble.

It's so boring to challenge one by one, why don't you all go up together.

I hit you all alone. "

Hearing Xu Zimo's words, there was a commotion at the scene.

"Big words," Mr. Daoyang next to him snorted coldly.

Xu Zimo smiled, raised his right hand slightly, and slapped Mr. Daoyang directly with his palm.

There was a "boom".

The surrounding space shattered layer by layer, and endless hurricanes condensed in the palm of his hand.

Young Master Daoyang's face changed drastically in an instant, and he brandished a long knife in his hand.

But he was still sent flying by a palm.

At this moment, those Tianjiao around who were still preparing to watch the show suddenly looked dignified.

He looked at Xu Zimo in disbelief.

"Unfathomable," Sect Master Xiao squinted his eyes slightly, and whispered softly.

"Don't say I didn't give you a chance, let's go together, or you won't have the slightest chance."

As Xu Zimo's voice fell, the power of the peak of the emperor's veins could be seen spreading from his whole body.

Xu Zimo stepped up into the air, looking down at the disciples below.

He slowly pulled out Baying, thunder and fire exploded, and half of the sky was suppressed by his aura.

The power of creation is surging.

"Come on, just let me see how strong this year's personal disciples are."

Seeing this scene, the disciples below were all dumbfounded.

"The peak of the Emperor Vessel Realm," someone said in disbelief.

"How is this possible, how old is he!

Those direct disciples in this realm are no more than that. "

"It's exciting to watch now."

Everyone below looked dignified, and Xiang Qianheng and Jian Eryi glanced at each other.

"Siege wins without force."

Jian Twenty-one said lightly.

"In this situation, we may not be able to win together," Xiang Qianheng felt Xu Zimo's momentum.

With a wry smile, he said, "I heard that he also merged with the first combat body."

"You guys fight, I'm his senior brother after all," Xia Zihe shook his head and stepped aside.

"Then let's go together," Xiang Qianheng released the aura of the emperor's veins all over his body.

He chuckled lightly and said, "I can't be laughed at by my junior brother, right?"

Jiang Xi'er didn't say much, she was surrounded by cold air, and she followed Ta Kong and flew up.

If rng loses, you can only watch ig.

And little phoenix, you're making me mad!

The glory of the number one seed,

The curse of the number one seed,

It can't be that the civil war is as fierce as a tiger every year, and the foreign war is like a dog.