Fantasy: Starting as a cannon fodder villain

But this wound is like a signal, a signal that makes Sword Star boil and self-satisfied. It was as if a thirsty jackal had finally licked up blood, and even though he knew that it didn't mean food, it would greatly boost his fighting spirit.

"With your current strength, you don't even know where I am when I'm standing a little farther away, and you still want to fight me?" Jian Xing sneered, and flexibly turned the mandarin duck thorn, condensing an ice needle from the snow.

"Why can I still use spiritual power? Jian Xing said that the mandarin duck stabbed forward, just like Xiao Yujing's favorite move, and the sky was full of ice needles flying out.

"Ziwei Needle Method!" This is the only move of the Ziwei Pavilion that Xiao Yujing, who is a disciple of Ziwei Pavilion, although it is at the purple level, but if it can really pierce some key acupuncture points, the effect is absolutely unexpected, but unfortunately it usually can't be hit, after all, it is too simple to resist this fragile ice needle.

So now that Sword Star is using this trick to kill Xiao Yujing, more should be more than to kill him, and he should still want to taunt.

Xiao Yujing has always been dismissive of this kind of ridicule, he slowly twisted his body, dodged a few deadly ice needles with relatively clumsy movements, and then let the others pierce into his acupuncture points.

"Ah!" Due to Xiao Yujing's dodge, many flying needles were inserted in the wrong place, and they did not enter the acupuncture points, but purely entered the flesh and skin, so the large-scale pain that came from the moment made Xiao Yujing can't help but scream.

He stumbled backwards, eventually slumping to the ground and gasping for breath. The subtle wounds caused by the flying needles led to small blood spots, adding a bit of brilliant color to his white wolfskin coat.

"I can use spiritual power because what I believe in is not the Ziwei Star God for a long time, how can it be like you?"

"Ziwei Xingxing's divine power has disappeared, is it also your ghost?" Xiao Yujing frowned, covered his chest with his right hand, and propped his left hand on the snow, as if only in this way could he ensure that he would not fall.

"Hehe, Xiao Yujing, you think highly of me, I don't have the ability to deal with the gods, but the gods I believe in now really have this ability, whether he helped me or not, I don't know, in short, you can go with peace of mind!"

"Why? you don't know?" the sword star asked rhetorically, his eyebrows raised, his face hideous, probably remembering something unhappy, "yes, you really don't know, ignorance is also a kind of happiness."

"So why the hell, now that I'm going to die, the dead can't tell the secret, you say!" Xiao

Yujing asked reluctantly, thinking that what he said also made some sense, Jian Xing didn't hide it anymore, and finally spoke: "My Jian family, in cooperation with the Ghost Gate Pass and the Jia family, could have allowed the Treasure Pavilion of Glacier City to compete with the Sand Snake Gang Sandpiper Clam for each other, and then the Jia family took the place of the Treasure Pavilion while they were fighting inexorably.

"With the financial resources of the Jia family, the Jian family's status in Ziwei Pavilion will also soar all the way, and it can even take over the position of the Venerable Sect. At that time, the Ziwei Pavilion will provide the elixir resources, and the Jia family will be responsible for the trading, and the revenue will be divided in half, and within ten years, the Ziwei Pavilion will be able to bid farewell to the second-rate sect and become among the first-class!"

Jian Xing looked at Xiao Yujing, who was panting on the ground, his eyes seemed to be able to spew fire, and he said: "But because of you, such a clever plan has come to naught!

The merged mandarin duck thorn was like a short spear, stabbing towards Xiao Yujing. Its speed is not fast, and it is not mixed with much spiritual power, but Xiao Yujing does not have the power of Ziwei Star God after all, and now there are ice needles inserted in many places on his body, so the chance of being able to dodge is almost 0.

However, even this slight probability was still "bumped" by Xiao Yujing. Jianxing saw him get up suddenly, deftly dodging his own stab, and then slapped him in the chest.

It was a palm full of spiritual power, and fortunately, Sword Star had always been vigilant, so he only paid the price of breaking two ribs.

"You can use spiritual power!"

"Yes.

"Impossible, even if you can use spiritual power, your meridians have already been

sealed!"

"Heh, sealed?" Xiao Yujing raised his right hand, pointed his finger and middle finger together, and flicked it slightly to the side, and the ice needles on his body immediately flew up.

The needles were of varying lengths, but most of them were not stained with blood, and some were even much longer than their original size.

"Use crape myrtle needles to deal with me, you can't help but overestimate yourself. The corners of Xiao Yujing's mouth raised slightly, and he began to mock in reverse, "Some of these ice needles have long been broken in half, and some of them were even condensed and inserted into my body by myself, just to make you feel that my spiritual power has been lost and I relaxed my defense, but I never thought that you would be so easily fooled." "

Impossible, how can you have spiritual powers? Don't you even know when I came!" Jian Xing's blue veins on his forehead were exposed, but as soon as he finished speaking, his eyes widened, obviously thinking of something.

He raised his head, looked at Xiao Yujing with shocked eyes, and said with lips trembling with anger: "Is it possible, you started from the beginning..."

Xiao Yujing nodded, affirming Sword Star's conjecture. That's right, from the moment the sword star was perceived, the drama began, and now, it's time to end.

Martial arts in the world, only fast is not broken, the moment Xiao Yujing nodded, dozens of ice needles had already condensed out, flying towards the stunned sword star.

"You are less arrogant,!" Although the mandarin duck thorn has merged into one, the two attributes of ice and fire obviously still exist. This can be seen just by looking at the color of the two sharp points on the front and back of this short gun, blue for ice and red for fire.

So when Sword Star swung the red end forward, a large wave of scorching air immediately poured out from behind him, turning the surrounding snow into a large puddle of water. And those ice needles condensed by Xiao Yujing naturally evaporated instantly under this scorching wave of air.

"It's useless at all!" The short spear was horizontal, although it was calculated, but his own strength was very clear in his heart, so he had no need to panic at all. Until...... saw the disdainful expression and contemptuous smile on Xiao Yujing's face.