Fantasy script: I am the villain of destiny

Hearing Ye Xuan's heroic tone, Qing Emperor just smiled slightly mockingly.

Qingdi's eyes gradually became dark, and then, his hands were sealed, and the energy around his body began to surge wildly.

"But it's not you who I deal with with the God Slaying Array, but the Bamboo Divine Sword in your hand."

He really underestimated Qingdi's means.

“Ye Xuan…”

He snorted coldly.

"Do you think you can really do whatever you want with the Bamboo Divine Sword in your hand? Ye Xuan, you are still too naive."

"My holy clan has existed in Jiuxiao Continent for tens of thousands of years, and even the original Sword God had to fear three points of my holy clan. Why are you competing with my holy clan?"

“Ye Xuan…”

"Ye Xuan, can't you still see the current form? Yes, the present seat is just a remnant of the soul."

Ye Xuan forcibly stabilized his body, raised his head, and looked at Qingdi in the distance, his eyes were full of wonder.

"Do you think that my holy clan is so vulnerable in your eyes? Ye Xuan, you have been wrong since you started planning to be with my holy clan Kang Sheng."

Chu Wan looked at Ye Xuan anxiously.

"I don't know what Qingdi is doing, no, let him succeed, we must hurry up and address!"

Qing Di said to himself, not paying any attention to Ye Xuan's gaze.

"Qingdi, you should put away your poor trick."

Hearing Ye Xuan's words, Qing Di shook his head sarcastically.

: "I guess if you take the next word, that is, if Baihua Pavilion is willing to surrender, your Qing Emperor will return to Baihua Pavilion to pay attention to a way of life?"

"Qingdi, do you think you know me well? You are wrong."

"Your holy clan rarely casts people who are not easy to mess with, but I, Ye Xuan, have been in Jiuxiao Continent for so long, and I actually know a little about the situation with the holy clan?"

"You said those words just to make Baihua Pavilion stand against me."

His body slowly floated up. Fall in front of Qingdi.

"It's a pity that you and I are enemies after all. It's always a pity that a talent like you can't be used by my saints. That's the case."

Qing Emperor seemed to laugh wildly, and then his eyes turned towards Ye Xuan with pity.

Now even the Cuizhu Divine Sword can't use its full strength, what can Ye Xuan do to deal with the God-killing formation?

Instead, he was shocked by the aftermath of his own attack and retreated again and again.

: "But it's ridiculous that Baihua Pavilion, which has finally become a first-class force in Jiuxiao Continent, will completely disappear today."

Chu Wan came to Ye Xuan's side and looked at the Zhanshen formation that surrounded her with worry in her eyes.

"To be honest, even if I am the Qing Emperor, I have to admire your talent."

Ye Xuan, you said this, and then the photographed figure rushed in front of Qingdi, and with a stroke of his palm, the bamboo sword flashed out.

Although Chu Wan is not very clear about the true power of the God Slaying Array.

"You are indeed not an opponent to help you with the Bamboo Divine Sword, but do you think this is the only means of this seat?"

Ye Xuan gave Qing Di a ghostly smile and said.

"You can deceive others, but you can't deceive Ye Xuan me!"

"Ye Xuan, it's not like you don't know the power of the God-killing formation, although the strength of my remnant soul is far from enough to exert the full power of the God-killing formation."

Then, a huge and ancient formation appeared under Ye Xuan's feet.

"Because of your God-killing formation, you can't kill all the people here at all. All you want to deal with is me."

There was another change in Qingdi's handprint, and a great formation of Zhanshen rose into the sky, surrounding Ye Xuan and others in a blink of an eye.

"what happened!:"

"But it's really impossible for you to kill me, so what you have to do is to disrupt the unity of all the forces in our Jiuxiao Continent, right?"

And judging from the waves of energy fluctuations from the big formation, the power of this big formation is indeed enough to wipe out everyone here. ,

Ye Xuan's eyes gradually became solemn.

Qingdi said with a smile.

Ye Xuan looked at the Qing Emperor in the distance and smiled coldly.

"Hehe, Baihua Pavilion."

Ye Xuan looked like a swift and violent blow, but it landed on Qing Emperor, just like falling into an endless abyss, causing no injury to Qing Emperor.

but.

"I didn't expect that after just a few thousand years, the original third-rate forces have now become the first-rate forces in Jiuxiao Continent, which really surprised me!"

When they reach their level, even if they have lost their luck, their soul can still exist for thousands of years without disappearing.

Ye Xuan waved his hand and motioned for Chu Wan to step back first.

Ye Xuan held the Bamboo Divine Sword and fiercely turned back in the direction of Emperor Qing.

"This seat does not allow a second Sword God to appear on Jiuxiao Continent."

But it is trapped in the great formation and cannot be reborn forever.

Those primordial souls are the primordial souls of the powerful men in the Nine Heavens Continent and the Saint Clan when the Qing Emperor suppressed the Sword God in the ancient times.

"It's really a brazen brat. Now you should look at the form first."

He didn't expect that even if the Qingdi in front of him was just a remnant soul, it would be so troublesome.

"If it takes time, I believe you can go to a height higher than Sword God's Coast."

Chu Wan had more to say, but Ye Xuan waved his hand.

"When the time comes, let alone Ye Xuan, the entire Jiuxiao Continent will go to hell!"

Qing Di smiled at Ye Xuan's forehead.

"When this seat dominated the Nine Heavens Continent, this Hundred Flowers Pavilion was only a third-rate force in the Nine Heavens Continent."

"You have far underestimated the means of my Qing Emperor, and you have also far underestimated the means of my Saint Race."

He did not expect that Ye Xuan could see through his own mind so easily.

"Bang!"

"Without the help of the Bamboo Divine Sword, with your current strength in the first-level respect for the Martial Realm, what would you use to fight against my Qing Emperor?"

Ye Xuan's eyes became a little dignified, he looked at the bamboo sword in his hand, and then looked at Qingdi in the distance.

The sound of the formation has countless sounds of soul whistling, which sounds very strange.

"Ye Xuan, I've said it all, you can't even see your own form now, so what do you mean by destroying the Jiang Wu Saint Clan?"

But how could the power of the God-killing formation that suppressed all the Sword Gods in the ancient times be underestimated?

"Do you think the saints in your heart are as vulnerable as you see them? Do you think that with your current strength in Jiuxiao Continent, you can really compete with my saintless tribe?"

Qing Di's eyes instantly turned cold.

"I know that your holy clan is very mysterious, and I have not underestimated anyone in the holy clan."

"Only by bringing your complete output to this world can my saints grow."

"What if you know about it? This seat is about to wake up."

Qingdi's eyes were full of madness, and he looked at Ye Xuan's forehead, thinking that it was the disdain of the winner for the loser.