Destined Villain: Choose to threaten the beautiful master at the beginning

"Wait a minute, no, your cultivation..." Song Qingshu's face showed shock. He was keenly aware that the aura emanating from Yunze was extremely powerful.

Yunze's face was calm as water, without any ripples, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with a barely perceptible smile. He slowly released the aura in his body completely, without any reservation.

There was a loud bang, like a thunder explosion. A powerful aura of the peak of the Earth Spirit Realm gushed out of Yunze's body like a galloping horse, as if to cover the entire hall. This aura was majestic and vast, like a towering mountain, which made people feel awe.

"What?!" Song Qingshu widened his eyes, his face full of astonishment and disbelief.

"It turned out to be the Earth Spirit Realm... and it was the peak of the Earth Spirit Realm, how could this be possible?" His voice trembled, full of fear and confusion.

"Have you been hiding your cultivation before?" He stared at Yunze, trying to find the answer.

Until this moment, Song Qingshu, the chief disciple of Tianjian Sect and possessing an innate sword body, finally woke up from his dream and finally realized that the seemingly ordinary Yunze in front of him was so unfathomable.

Yunze stood like a god of war, bathed in golden true energy, and the light was dazzling. His eyes were firm and sharp, revealing an unparalleled confidence and majesty.

Song Qingshu was shocked by Yunze's momentum, his face turned pale as paper, his lips trembled slightly, and even his voice became hoarse and low: "You... Chief Yun, do we have some misunderstandings?"

"Misunderstanding? What misunderstandings can there be between us?"

Yunze sneered, staring at Song Qingshu in front of him as if he were looking at an ant.

A strong murderous intent was revealed from his deep eyes, which was creepy.

This murderous intent was too terrifying. Just one glance made Song Qingshu feel a chill from head to toe, and the whole person was numb instantly.

At this moment, there was only one thought left in his mind - run!

So, he mobilized all the true energy in his body without hesitation, gathered it on his feet, and quickly took out all the magic weapons that could save his life, turned around and ran out of the door.

Originally, he was confident that with his peak cultivation in the human and realm, he was enough to run rampant in the secret realm of the Azure Dragon Palace, but he never expected that he would encounter such a terrible person just after entering here.

However, he was obviously too optimistic. With his current strength, it was simply a foolish dream to want to escape from Yunze's hands.

In an instant, Yunze's fingertips condensed a Gengjin sword energy, and slashed it fiercely in the direction of Song Qingshu's escape. The coverage of this sword energy was as long as ten miles away.

"No!"

Song Qingshu wailed in despair, his voice full of fear and unwillingness.

The magic weapons on his body turned into ashes under the attack of the sword energy, and then his body was cut into countless pieces by the sword energy.

However, his head was not damaged but preserved intact.

The head stared with eyes wide open, with an expression of disbelief on its face, as if it was extremely confused about its own death.

He did not understand until his death why Yunze hated him so much that he treated him so cruelly.

Yunze glanced at Song Qingshu's head coldly, with no ripples in his eyes.

He reached out and lifted the head, and looked at it carefully.

Then, he took out an exquisite wooden box, carefully put the head in it, and closed the lid.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for killing Song Qingshu, the chief disciple of Tianjianmen, wiping out all his luck, and getting the reward: innate sword body. ]

"Huh? I didn't expect this kid to have some luck, but it's a pity that he met a big villain like me!"

Yunze raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a disdainful smile. In front of the villain's halo, this bit of luck is nothing more than that.

At this moment, the system's voice sounded in his mind:

[Host, do you want to merge the innate sword body? ]

Yun Ze answered without hesitation: "Merge!"

As his voice fell, a mysterious force suddenly entered his body.

It was a wonderful feeling that could not be described in words, as if the most mysterious power in the universe was merging with his body.

The powerful energy blended with his original Sun Holy Body, producing amazing changes.

The power of the origin of the sword was actually fused with his body in an incredible way, making every inch of his skin and every muscle full of endless sword intent. It was as if he had turned into a supreme divine weapon, extremely sharp and indestructible.

Just standing there, he was like a peerless sword immortal descending to the mortal world, exuding a palpitating breath, making people dare not take it lightly..

At the same time, his understanding of swordsmanship has also deepened.

He originally had a very high talent for swordsmanship, and now he was even more like a god, and his understanding and application of swordsmanship reached a new level.

Every move and every style contained infinite mystery, which made people feel awe.

He put the wooden box containing Song Qingshu's head into his storage ring.

He thought to himself that after returning to the sect, he must give this head to Shangguan Naiping, so that she could see with her own eyes the fate of the person who had hurt her.

At the same time, Dugu Muxue and Duanmu Yaya had caught up with the other Tianjianmen disciples.

They attacked mercilessly and killed all these Tianjianmen disciples.

Every attack was a fatal blow, causing these Tianjianmen disciples to lose their lives before they could react.

The two women also rushed back at this time and threw the three heads on the ground, "Chief Senior Brother, kill all the people from Tianjianmen without leaving a single one. These are the heads of the three brothers and sisters of the Song family from Tianjianmen."

Yun Ze looked at the three bloody heads and put them into the wooden box and put them into the storage ring.

In this way, Shangguan Naiping's enemies have all been solved except Song Qianliu, the leader of Tianjianmen.

Dongzhou, deep in the Lingquan Mountains, this is the place with the most abundant spiritual energy in the entire Dongzhou, and it is also the location of Tianjianmen.

Tianjianmen has a long history and has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, with profound cultural heritage.

There are countless peaks in Tianjianmen, among which the highest Tianjian Peak towers into the clouds, like a sharp sword piercing the sky, giving people a sense of shock.

The mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist, and the palaces and pavilions are scattered and beautiful.

In a magnificent hall, an old man with white hair is sitting on the enlightenment cushion with his eyes closed in meditation, exuding a strong aura.

He is Song Qianliu, the leader of Tianjian Sect, whose cultivation is unfathomable.

There are many soul tablets hanging on the walls around the hall. These are the life tablets of the elders and core disciples of the sect.

As long as someone dies, the corresponding soul tablet will break.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the hall became tense, and the soul tablets hanging on the wall began to tremble violently, especially the soul tablets representing the eighteen core disciples.

Song Qianliu opened his eyes suddenly, and a trace of shock flashed in his eyes.

Then, the eighteen soul tablets broke with a click and turned into fragments scattered all over the ground.

"What?!"

Song Qianliu stood up suddenly, his face full of disbelief.

He widened his eyes, staring at the fragments on the ground in front of him, and shouted: "What? All eighteen core disciples died, even Song Qingshu..."

His body began to tremble slightly, and his face turned pale.

Even Song Qianliu, who was so calm, couldn't help but be shocked.

The muscles on his wrinkled face kept twitching, as if struck by a thunderbolt.

He murmured to himself: "This is impossible... This is absolutely impossible..."

His eyes were full of shock and grief, unable to accept such a cruel fact.

"Who did it!!"

Song Qianliu roared, with sparks of anger flashing in his eyes.

A powerful aura burst out from his body, and the whole hall trembled, as if an earthquake.

You must know that Song Qingshu is the chief disciple of Tianjianmen, with an innate sword body, and is the leader of the younger generation.

Training a chief disciple requires a lot of resources and luck from the sect, which is a huge investment for the entire sect.

Moreover, Song Qingshu is the purest blood of the Song family, and is the only choice for the future leader of Tianjianmen.

He carries the hope and future of the sect, but he died so easily, which makes Song Qianliu feel extremely heartbroken and angry.

At this time, Lu Xinci and other senior leaders also noticed something was wrong. They rushed into the hall and asked anxiously: "Master, what happened? Why did Qingshu, Ming'er, Zheng'er and Qianqian all die?"

At this moment, everyone was dumbfounded.