Fantasy script: I am the villain of destiny

Ye Xuan is also unambiguous, his expression is extremely solemn, as he said, although Lu Xi's potential in cultivation at this age has been exhausted.

But the other party has been stagnant in the Eighth Layer for so many years, and the accumulation of martial arts, swordsmanship and other aspects must be stronger than that of ordinary monks. Once the enemy is underestimated, he may also capsize.

With his feet moving, Ye Xuan's figure swept out violently, and said in a deep voice, "Devil Sword."

Clanging, there was a sound of metal clashing, and after the collision of the two people's astral qi, they shattered in an instant.

Ye Xuan didn't move, but Lu Xi trembled and took several big steps back.

Lu Xi couldn't help frowning, Ye Xuan was obviously also at the eighth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, but he didn't expect the opponent's strength to be slightly higher than hers.

Thinking of this, she turned into a beautiful shadow, and after a few tricks with Ye Xuan, her face suddenly flashed a shadowy color, and the four elephant swords turned into four streams of light and shot out, Ye Xuan blocked it. After this move, he waved his right hand forward, and a piece of white powder spread towards Ye Xuan.

"Trash, give me death."

Lu Xi took a step forward and was about to punch Ye Xuan's chest with a punch, and when her fist was about to land on Ye Xuan's chest, she was caught by a pair of big hands.

"Bitch, do you think you succeeded?"

Ye Xuan's face was gloomy, and his eyes were staring at each other coldly.

In an instant, Lu Xi's face changed drastically, and before she could say anything, she didn't have time to back away, only to hear a cracking sound resounding throughout the audience.

Lu Xi's fist was actually shattered by Ye Xuan's clenched fist.

Under the stage, Mu Qingyan saw that half of Ye Xuan's face was covered with white powder. The flesh and blood on his face was slowly melting, and the corrosive power was amazing.

"Son!"

Mu Qingyan took a step forward and said worriedly.

"Little bitch, worry about yourself. Your son will die soon. I'll send you down to wait for him first."

Suddenly, Di Yuan appeared beside Mu Qingyan at an unknown time, grabbed Mu Qingyan, and just like that, stepped directly onto a platform of life and death!

"let me go!"

Mu Qingyan struggled, but her realm was only qi and martial realm, and she couldn't break free at all, so she could only let Di Yuan hold herself on the stage of life and death.

"Di Yuan, let her go."

Ye Xuan roared violently and lost his mind for a moment. Lu Xi seized the opportunity and threw Ye Xuan back with a punch.

"You... shameless!!"

Ye Xuan roared, his eyes were scarlet!

"Shameless?"

At this time, Di Yuan sneered, but grabbed Mu Qingyan onto the stage of life and death.

She could naturally see that although this little girl was just a maid, Ye Xuan was very concerned about her, otherwise, it would be impossible to kill the two Gu Feng brothers for her.

At this time, the people present could not see that Ye Xuan was being targeted.

Someone is shooting Ye Xuan and the woman who is with him!

However, as we all know, that Lu Xi is a blood-flaming devil. At this time, no one dared to talk too much, for fear of touching the devil's head.

On the contrary, many people are happy to watch the play, and some people even gloat at the misfortune. They want to step on Ye Xuan's feet, and want to seize the opportunity to show off in front of the devil's people.

After all, ordinary disciples usually can't get in touch with the devil, even the people under the devil can't get in touch!

"Ye Xuan, you're so ignorant, you're just a little bitch caught in a holy place. You are so protective of her, is your brain broken?"

With a sneer, Di Yuan looked at Mu Qingyan in front of her.

At this time, Mu Qingyan was wearing a veil and could not see her face clearly. She stretched out her hand and ripped off the veil. Suddenly, Mu Qingyan's appearance appeared in everyone's sight.

In an instant, everyone off the field, it should be said, all the men's little hearts twitched fiercely.

At this moment, what Di Yuan was pinching in front of her eyes was a young girl, about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a plump and white forehead, a melon-seeded face, dark eyebrows, and big eyes that sparkled like crystals, with a kind of spiritual brilliance.

Her skin is snow-white, and although she is still a minor, she is tall and tall, not lower than a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old, but a head taller than her peers. Her soft waist swings like a snake, and her curves are very beautiful.

Even though she was dressed in coarse maid clothes, she still couldn't hide her extremely good figure. Her legs were slender and straight, with undulating curves, graceful and moving, making girls of eighteen or nineteen years old feel ashamed.

Especially standing with Di Yuan at this time, there is an immediate contrast.

One is an old man with a beady yellow color, which is all supported by the coquettish makeup.

One is beautiful and moving, the country is fragrant, but there is a hint of allure in Xiaojiabiyu.

Comparing the two, Di Yuan is simply an old woman.

Di Yuan also seemed to feel something, and suddenly became a little embarrassed.

There was a ferocious look on her face, and the hand grabbing Mu Qingyan's neck gradually tightened.

"Di Yuan!"

Suddenly, a voice floated out from the crowd, but it made people unable to find the direction. Obviously, the other party did not want to reveal his true body.

"Bitch!"

Di Yuan violently threw Mu Qingyan out, her towering arrogance rose and fell.

Mu Qingyan was slammed to the ground, gritted her teeth, and did not dare to groan, for fear of affecting Ye Xuan.

"boom……"

At this moment, Ye Xuan punched Lu Xi's chest, and the originally bulging chest collapsed.

Ye Xuan stepped forward and punched Lu Xi on the head.

boom!

Blood splattered, and a headless corpse flew out!

"Qingyan!"

Ye Xuan's expression was indifferent, and he was about to leave the arena towards Mu Qingyan.

However, before he could make any move, another figure strayed like a god, rushing to the ring where Ye Xuan was.

"It's not over yet, Ye Xuan, on the stage of life and death, life and death!"

Obviously, the other party has long been prepared and wants to have a wheel battle.

Although this style of play is shameless, when it comes to playing tricks, others can't really pick out any faults.

After all, Ye Xuan is still in the ring at this time!

"Hmph, Ye Xuan, it's your fault for provoking someone you can't afford to offend, you're going to die today."

Seeing this scene, Di Yuan's resentment gradually eased.

Seeing Ye Xuan who was entangled by the masters again, Di Yuan showed killing intent in her heart.

Then, walking to Mu Qingyan, she slapped four or five in a row.

Her purpose was naturally to distract Ye Xuan's attention and affect Ye Xuan's mood, and of course she also meant to be jealous of Mu Qing's beauty!

Listening to the crisp sound, seeing that the little beauty was treated like this, the crowd couldn't bear to look directly.

"It's too despicable and shameless, to be able to fight like this, the platform of life and death has become a wheel platform!"

"This little beauty, if you fight again, you will be defeated. It's a pity, it's a pity, I really want to try it!"

The disciples of the Demon Sect in the audience laughed, gloating over the misfortune!

At this time, after Ye Xuan punched his opponent, he took two steps back and looked at his opponent coldly. Ye Xuan said coldly, "Who asked you to come."

In front of him is a middle-aged man, who is in the ninth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, with a knife scar on his side face.