Fantasy script: I am the villain of destiny

"Go back!"

Chen Anyi and Gou Wenxuan's expressions changed, and they stepped back.

Seeing the serpent python rolling around Ye Xuan frantically in this woodland, blood splattered everywhere, and the nearby monsters ran out in terror.

After struggling for half an hour, the forest became quiet.

Until it was confirmed that Jiao Mang was not a threat, Chen Anyi and the three dared to approach slowly.

"This kid... actually killed the Jiao Python?"

Looking at the corpse of the serpent that was coiled together and gradually loosened, Gou Wenxuan said with surprise.

"I didn't expect that, maybe Jiao Mang was too seriously injured before, or maybe this kid was lucky and just hit Jiao Mang's vitals." Chen Anyi's face was solemn.

"Probably, it should be dead." Gou Wenxuan looked ahead, and the tightly coiled body of the dragon was slowly scattered.

"This Jiao Python's twisting force is astonishing, even if he doesn't die, his bones will definitely be broken." Chen Anyi sneered.

"Even if he dies, I will cut him into eight pieces."

A scream came, and Di Yuan's voice distorted beside her.

She was covered in reckless blood and smelled incomparably, and she was a little crazy at the moment.

"Don't worry, Junior Sister, I'll get this kid's corpse out and let you go!"

Gou Wen Xuan Yin laughed and walked forward.

But just as he approached the corpse, a shadow of death suddenly shrouded him, and Gou Wenxuan only felt a chill in his spine, and he subconsciously stepped back.

But it seemed that it was too late, a black shadow shot out from behind the corpse, like a stream of light, approaching the extreme.

A flash of lightning flashed through the air, and the cold light flickered in a flash, and Gou Wenxuan's head immediately rolled out dozens of meters like a ball.

Under the dull gazes of Chen Anyi and Di Yuan, Ye Xuan, covered in blood, stepped out.

He held the sword in one hand, and blood was dripping from the sword.

The other hand seemed to be holding something, which was wrapped in a layer of blood, and it was unclear whether it was an internal organ or something else.

Slowly slipping the thing into his robe, Ye Xuan grinned at the two of them.

It's just that at this time, there was blood everywhere on his body and hair, as if he had just taken a shower, and he looked particularly terrifying.

"It's your turn, you two!"

At this moment, Ye Xuan opened his mouth, and a suffocating aura swept out.

That kind of look made Chen Anyi unable to help but feel terrified.

Di Yuan didn't dare to shout, and quietly retreated step by step, giving birth to the idea of ​​retreat.

"Junior Brother Ye Xuan, there's no need to do this. You're badly injured now, and it's not good for you."

Chen Anyi's face sank, he felt a very dangerous aura on Ye Xuan.

"The fish died and the net broke?"

The long sword was suddenly unsheathed, the sword light flashed past, and the sword roared in the air like a thunderous explosion.

Almost in one breath,

Ye Xuan's sword fell on Chen Anyi's body.

The sword exploded,

A blood pit appeared in Chen Anyi's chest, blood and bone spattered.

The next moment, with disbelief in his eyes, Chen Anyi fell straight to the ground.

"You're not worthy of me!"

Blood dripped from the tip of the sword, and Chen Anyi died, but he couldn't stop it with a single sword.

"what!"

There was a coquettish cry next to her, and Di Yuan was so frightened that her face turned pale. Even with the first-level cultivation of the Spiritual Martial Realm, she had no desire to fight at this time, and turned into a light and shadow and rushed into the forest.

Ye Xuan ran after him!

The two run after each other!

A jungle life and death escape begins!

Ye Xuan found that he underestimated this woman.

Among the warriors of the same realm, Di Yuan's strength may not be outstanding, but her footwork is very light. In addition, she had just fought against Jiao Mang, and his bones were broken. I don't know how many, and the injuries were serious. Di Yuan escaped.

woohoo...

Leaning against a big tree, Ye Xuan gasped heavily and his face was very ugly.

"The breakthrough of the Spiritual Martial Realm is still unable to quickly revive the wounded body. It seems that we have to go back to the sect first and get some healing medicine."

After picking up some herbs to stop the bleeding, Ye Xuan returned to the corpse of the dragon.

Jiao Python was a rare encounter, and each head was extremely powerful. If it weren't for the injury on this head, he would not be an opponent at all.

and,

Jiaomang's skin, meat, internal organs, and Jiaogu's bones are all treasures!

This knife, that knife, cut a big bag of parts.

Soon, Ye Xuan was carrying a bulging bag and rushed back towards Zongmen.

After a few hours,

The Holy See Mountain Gate was finally in sight.

In front of the mountain gate, two outer disciples stood guard in front of the mountain gate, looking listless.

Suddenly, a disciple was shocked, pointing to the distance and scolding, "Who dares to break into the Holy See Mountain Gate, stop!!"

At this time, Ye Xuan was covered in blood, so he couldn't see the clothes on his body.

"Go away, I'm Ye Xuan."

Ye Xuan let out a low roar and kept walking, his body slammed like this, and the man was knocked out.

"Ye Xuan? That outer disciple with the lowest cultivation base? When did he become so strong." The outer disciple stood up, clutching his chest, looking at Ye Xuan's back with a horrified expression.

"Just broke through yesterday."

Another disciple sneered, and then laughed at himself, "I never expected that the most useless one in the outer sect would break through, and there will be a blood sacrifice in less than a month, so let's just wait to die."

…

…

Ye Xuan rushed into the residential area like a gust of wind.

Back in the room, he saw Mu Qingyan sitting at the table with red eyes.

"Ah, son!"

Seeing Ye Xuan's appearance, Mu Qingyan first screamed in horror, then quickly stood up and went to help.

Ye Xuan asked, "What's wrong with you? Why are you crying?"

"No, I didn't cry."

Mu Qingyan quickly shook her head, shaking her head like a rattle.

"There is ghost liquid under the bed, go and apply some to me first, and we will talk about it later."

Ye Xuan frowned, took off his blood clothes, and threw them to the ground.

"it is good!"

Mu Qingyan quickly ran to the bed, got under the bed and turned over.

He quickly took out an emerald green vial and found a bag of bamboo cotton swabs, dipped in the spiritual liquid and carefully smeared all the wounds on Ye Xuan's body.

The more she smeared it, the more Mu Qingyan's heart shook.

Ye Xuan's upper body and lower body had broken no less than a dozen bones, large and small. In severe cases, he could even see the bones pierced through flesh and blood.

Mu Qingyan's hands trembled more and more.

"Fortunately it didn't stop!"

After smearing, Ye Xuan stood up, and a burst of tearing pain suddenly made him grin.

"What's the matter, why did you cry before!"

Free time, Ye Xuan asked.

Although his tone was indifferent, there was a hint of concern.

After all, this is the future golden phoenix.

Five months later, the Holy See was destroyed. If he couldn't escape, he would rely on this girl to survive. .

Mu Qingyan hesitated, but finally said it.

It turned out that it was Mu Qingyan who was cleaning the courtyard during the day, and happened to meet two inner disciples. Seeing how handsome they were, he immediately started to move.

"So it is."

Ye Xuan glanced at Mu Qingyan.

This little girl is indeed more beautiful as she grows. In a place like the Demon Sect, trouble is inevitable.

strength!

All the trouble comes from the lack of firepower!

Thinking about it, Ye Xuan nodded and said, "I'll practice first, and I'll talk about your business later."

"Qingyan's affairs are trivial matters, not important!"

Mu Qingyan lowered her head.

Ye Xuan waved his hand, "You are my maid now. If someone bullies you, they just slap me in the face. You go down first, and talk about everything after you break through."

"Yes!"

Mu Qingyan step down!

Before the other party's figure gradually disappeared, Ye Xuan glanced at Zixi's script attribute.