Fantasy: I Am A Big Villain

"Hehe, don't worry! I don't know who this person is yet!" A lazy young man appeared in the void, he held a piece of grass in his mouth, and looked at the three people lazily.

"Are you Langmo?" The black robe man uttered, his voice hoarse, and it was difficult to distinguish between male and female, but Yan Wuxie could still hear a hint of shock from it. It seemed that this Langmo man was not simple.

"Do you know me?" Lang Mo asked, but instead of waiting for the answer from the black-robed man, he drew a sword.

"Run!" The black-robed man yelled violently and ran away in one direction, but when Kuishi heard it, he didn't care about anything, and also chose a direction to escape.

"Huh!" A dazzling white light filled Yan Wuxie's vision. This white light was divided into two parts, one piercing the Kuishion, the other piercing the black-robed man.

"Ah!!" The black robe man turned into a black shadow, but was still cut by the white light, and finally screamed and turned into nothingness.

However, Kuishion was not so lucky. He roared and tried to resist, but he was blown up by this white light and turned into a cloud of blood.

"Boom!" The sky was full of blood, the wind wailed, the lion fell, and the world was sad for the fall of a god.

"Wow!" The onlookers were in an uproar. Most of them hadn't seen the scene of the falling of the gods. Now that they saw this scene, how could they not be shocked.

"It's a pity, this guy in the black robe ran away!" Lang Mo sighed, but his face didn't have much regretful expressions. And Lu Ji next to him looked at the man with a dark face, wanted to say something, and seemed to be afraid of something, but in the end he just opened his mouth.

"What do you want to say?" Lang Mo asked, tilting his head.

"Uh...no! No!" Lu Ji wanted to say something but didn't dare to say it.

After Lu Ji and Langmo cleaned the battlefield and left, the onlookers saw that the excitement was gone, and they dispersed.

Yan Wuxie continued to travel west. He came to a familiar city, Goya City, where he once rescued Chu Xi and destroyed the Moruo family, the owner of the city.

He walked in this city, admiring everything with a little nostalgia. At this moment, he suddenly felt a wave of divine power. This wave of divine power was very familiar. It was the wave of divine power on the black-robed man.

Yan Wuxie opened Martial Dao's eyes and found the black-robed man in a corner, with mysterious runes painted under him, and these runes covered his body.

However, the condition of this black-robed man was very bad. A big hole was opened in his divine body, and blood kept coming out. From this hole, Yan Wuxie could still see his internal organs and Langmo's white Sword. Qi.

"It's interesting!" Yan Wuxie looked at the black-robed man and saw that he was completely unconscious. If there is no one to save him, it may not be long before he died because of serious injuries, and blood will appear over the city of Goya. Yunyinfeng and other visions.

Looking at the black-robed man, Yan Wuxie groaned for a while, and spent a thousand villain values ​​to check the black-robed man's information.

【Ding! Son of Luck Baor, Elder of the Bajia of the lower god family, Outer Sect deacon of the lower branch of the Demon Cult Tiansheng Sect, was seriously injured by the people of the Alliance of Gods! 】

[Cultivation Base is the third rank of the lower god, with a luck value of 3500! 】

[Possess the black knife Realm, the lower artifact black knife, and a piece of iron medal for the status of Demon Cult, Tianshengjiao! 】【Ding! Turn on the villain face slap system, and get the corresponding villain value according to the reduced luck value! 】

Yan Wuxie looked at the information on the light curtain and touched his chin. The information in it was very rich!

Demon Sect, Heaven Sacred Church and Alliance of Gods, are these all forces of the upper realm? The Outer Sect deacon of an inferior branch has the Cultivation Base of the third rank. This demon is not simple!

【Ding! Congratulations to the host for encountering a new plot, and a new destiny will be swayed. For the future of the host, start the optional mission! 】

[Option 1: Kill this person directly, and the system will reward 30,000 villain values! 】

[Option 2: Kill this person, take away the iron medal of his identity, and the system will help refine this iron medal! 】

[Option 3: Ignore, leave directly, no reward! 】

Looking at these three options, Yan Wuxie thought a little bit. First, he was not interested in the third option. The temptation of the first option was not great. The risk of the second option is unknown, and the benefit is unknown. This makes him Some hesitation.

"System, will you refine this iron identity card to refine the backhands inside?" Yan Wuxie asked. For organizations like the Demon Cult, Yan Wuxie doesn't doubt it at all. There are devices that can be positioned.

【Ding! After refining the system, any function can be opened with the host's heart! 】

That's it! Yan Wuxie relaxed, he chose option two, killing the person and taking away the iron medal of his identity. Although I don't know what this iron medal will bring to him, if there is any danger, he will throw it away.

His mind moved slightly, an invisible Realm enveloped the black-robed man. The mysterious rune under the black-robed man was used to cover up, and he had no defensive power, so he easily enveloped the own Realm in the black-robed man. or.

This black-robed man probably had no consciousness at all, Realm's power enveloped his body, and he had no reaction. Within Realm, Yan Wuxie checked all his body and found the iron medal of his identity.

With a move of Yan Wuxie's heart, an invisible force floated out of Baor with a black iron plate, leaving part of his power on Baor, and Yan Wuxie immediately moved away from Goya City.

Snapped! Yan Wuxie snapped his fingers softly, and a cloud of blood appeared in the city of Goya in the distance. Others knew that this was the fall of a god.

【Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing son of luck Baor, Baor’s luck is reduced by 3000, and the host’s luck is increased by 30,000! 】

【Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the optional task, please pay 30,000 villain value to refine the iron medal of the magic teaching Tianshengjiao's identity! 】

Yan Wuxie immediately spent the 30,000 villain value he had just earned, and the iron medal in his hand instantly melted into molten iron, and then slowly solidified into an iron medal.

Before Yan Wuxie had time to check the new function of this iron plate, he saw two people flying in the distance, they were Lang Mo and Lu Ji.

Lang Mo and Lu entered the city of Goya, and there was no response. Yan Wuxie used the simplest, most direct and traceless method when obtaining the iron medal of identity. They should not find the murderer, and would only think that it was Pakistan. Or died of serious injuries.

Sure enough, after a while, Lang Mo and Lu Ji flew out, not knowing what they had gained.

Yan Wuxie ignored them and began to study the iron medal in his hand. At this moment, the iron plate shook suddenly, and a line of handwriting appeared. The font Yan Wuxie did not know, but Yan Wuxie's heart moved and it turned into a chaotic ancient text he knew:

"Baor, what's the matter with you? The people in the Alliance of Gods say that you are dead. Why hasn't your identity been ruined?"

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