I, the destined villain, start by taking the hero’s sacrificial flag

"Young Master Ben, when did you give me the illusion that you could negotiate terms with me?" Ning Wei slowly approached Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu, who was blind, retreated in horror, wanting to give in, and also fearing death, but somehow, even if he died, he was unwilling to bow his head.

It's close.

Ning Wu's body exploded with momentum, like an endless sea.

The pressure of terror fell on Zhao Yu...... He pressed his body to the ground hard, and his knees couldn't bear it, and he began to bend slowly.

"Hurry back. "

It's better to see than to hear, it's so terrifying ...... pressure

" "It's just a little momentum aftermath, I just feel powerless......" "

Then Zhao Yu has a bit of ability, and the momentum and coercion of Young Master Ning in front of him didn't die instantly...... If he hadn't offended Lord Ning, he wouldn't have been able to make a name for himself in the future.

"I don't know what is the use of advancing and retreating, even if you have some strength?" The

few Martial Emperors and Martial Kings nearby hurriedly retreated, retreating for several miles one after another, before they felt better.

But no, after the distance was opened, greed silently prevailed, and several martial emperors stood in the middle quite tacitly, oppressing those martial emperors from a farther away.

After a while, the place became silent...... Because of the movement when the secret realm was born, there are still people rushing to this place.

But because of the collapse of the secret realm and the sudden outbreak of coercion from Ning Wu, most of the people chose to leave, and only a small number of people who did not give up continued to approach in hiding.

Ning Wei didn't care about the others.

Instead, he looked at Zhao Yu in amazement, worthy of being the son of luck, with his demonic foundation, at this moment, under his coercion, even if he is also a martial artist, unless he is an extraordinary talent, he has to kneel on the ground.

In the early days of Emperor Wu of Zhao Yu, he still stood ...... Although he was trembling all over, his skin was cracking silently, and his kneecaps were beginning to be crushed by the momentum, he was still standing.

"You want me to surrender, delusional!" Zhao Yu roared at the right time, his face revealing endless tenacity.

Even Xia Yun, who was "bound", looked at Zhao Yu's gaze and changed color slightly, and had to secretly praise himself, so tenacious and tenacious.

If it is the original character, it will definitely be because of Zhao Yu's tenacity and mercy.

It's a pity ......

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead. Ning Wei's eyes flashed coldly.

With a flick of his fingers, the dead qi of the reincarnation sword body condensed, turning into a cloud of black mist and appearing in the palm of his hand.

With a light throw, the black mist poured into Zhao Yu's body.

"Ah......" Zhao Yu, who was still gritting his teeth and insisting, screamed involuntarily, holding his head with both hands, and fell to the ground and struggled wildly.

The dead qi eroded Zhao Yu's divine thoughts.

The soul suffered a terrible blow that could barely heal...... The power of the divine soul can no longer be separated from the body, and most of the brain is eroded and shattered by the dead air.

Unless he gets the huge opportunity of being blessed by luck, otherwise, Zhao Yu will no longer be able to use his divine thoughts in this life...... Divine thoughts cannot be used, even if there is a bug-like alchemy talent, without divine thoughts to control the flames, it is impossible to refine any pills.

"Ding, the son of luck has a broken heart and a broken heart. "

Ding, congratulations to the host for seizing the Mandate of Heaven value sixty-six.

Zhao Yu was still wailing, and Ning Yu's face became solemn.

Sure enough, the blessing of luck is the last luck of the son of luck...... As long as the talent does not disappear, the last luck will not disappear, I hope that Xia Yun's shadow is useful, otherwise, he can only endure the pain and go directly to the killer.

"Such a tenacious person, if Your Excellency killed him with a sword, it would be fine, but such torture, Xiaoyou is too cruel. An old sigh sounded.

The ground suddenly collapsed.

An old man with a fairy wind and bones walked out of the ground, his face full of unbearable.

But suddenly, the old man's pupils shrank: "Martial ...... Wu Zun ...... in the later period, "

Ning Wei looked at the old man's gaze and became inexplicable.

Sure enough, it was wasted, and the old man who suddenly ran out because of luck only had the cultivation of the middle stage of Wuzun.

"Half a breath, don't roll, die!" Ning worried's face was cold.

The old man's face suddenly turned blue and white, and with his temperament, it stands to reason that he will definitely go as far as he can now.

However, Yu Guang saw Zhao Yu wailing on the ground, and somehow, his unbearable heart quickly gained the upper hand...... Such a tenacious young genius should not die here, let alone be tortured like this.

The unbearable kindness quickly occupies the mind.

Then the old man raised his head and stared: "Little friend, you have to spare people and spare people......"

"I don't know whether to live or die." Ning Wei's eyes were cold, and he took out the mountain and river sword and swept it.

The black two air swirled, turning into a three-zhang illusory sword shadow and slashing down, the speed was extremely fast, so fast that the old man was almost unable to react.

"How is it possible...... The old man's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly burst out of his spiritual power and sacrificed a disc, turning into an illusory shield in front of him.

With a "click", as soon as the sword shadow and the shield came into contact, the shield disappeared instantly like papier-mâché, and it couldn't even block the sword blade a little.

The old man became frightened: "How can it be ......"

Suddenly he felt endless regret, how good it is to continue cultivating in the depths of the earth and trying to break through, why do you have to come out and meddle in your business?

As soon as this thought arose, the sword blade fell, and his body, under the sword blade, disappeared.

"I can't help myself. Ning Wei retracted his gaze, even if he was not a son of luck, he dared to stand in front of him? Do ......you really think that this superb divine weapon mountain and river sword in his hand is an ornament?"

Don't kill me...... I give up...... I don't dare anymore, I'm willing to be a slave...... Woo woo woo ......" Zhao Yu suddenly knelt on the ground and kowtowed wildly, no longer as tenacious as he had just now.

It's like, just a very ordinary person who is afraid of death.

Ning was worried about his steps...... There is no Mandate of Destiny credit.

If it had been before, he might have been willing, but at this time...... Compared to having one more alchemist under his hand, he wanted to know more if he could defeat Zhao Yu's last luck.

"I thought you were a little bloody, but I didn't think you were just a waste...... Kill you, dirty the sword of this young master. Ning Wei turned to leave.

A few flickering, and then it disappeared.

It looks like it's really gone.

Zhao Yu's movements stopped, and he struggled to climb to the side of the big tree not far away, leaning against the big tree.

Long.

Zhao Yucai roared: "Ning worry...... I want you dead!"

"You...... Are you alright?" Xia Yun's timid voice sounded.

Zhao Yu looked back, and his eyes suddenly showed comfort.

Although the Zhao clan was destroyed, although he is so miserable now...... But, at least Xia Yun is still by his side.

What if the divine soul is abolished and most of the mind is broken?

As long as he can find a way to use a trace of divine thought, he will be able to quickly recover from alchemy, and one day, he will definitely avenge this sea of blood!

Xia Yun became panicked: "Zhao Yu, don't scare me......"

"No...... It's okay, I can't die yet. Zhao Yu shook his head slightly and gasped.

"How can I help you?" Xia Yun said tentatively.

After Zhao Yu recovered some strength, he spoke weakly: "I will ...... for me Quenching the body of Dan...... There is also a small Dan to take out ......".