I’m Really a Villain

"Who is Lin Yifei?" A disciple looked at the young man in gold robe holding a sword in his arms and asked suspiciously.

"A long time ago, he was the most talented disciple of the Holy Sun Sect," explained the person next to him: "At that time, he was hailed as the person most likely to become the current Holy Son.

It's a pity that Xuanyuan Xuantian was born later, and almost swept away the younger generation of the Shenri Sacred Sect at that time, and even Lin Yifei became defeated.

Later, when he devoted himself to cultivating, few people remembered him anymore. Xuanyuan Xuantian's light was really too dazzling. "

On the martial arts arena, Lin Yifei slowly pulled out his Yunxiao Sword. The sword on his body was like a rainbow, and his robe was windless and automatic. He said slowly: "My sword is the invincible sword."

Every time he uttered a word, the sword on his body became even more aggressive.

"I heard that you lost to Xuanyuan Xuantian?" Xu Zimo asked with a smile.

Lin Yifei's momentum paused, he glanced at Xu Zimo lightly, and continued: "My sword is sharp, I would rather break than bend, rather break than bend, unyielding and unforgiving, fearless."

"I heard that you lost to Xuanyuan Xuantian?" Xu Zimo continued to ask.

"Although my sword will be hindered, I am willing to believe in my sword. With the sword in my hand, I will go forward bravely and reach the other side of the sword path to become my sword god."

"I heard that you lost to Xuanyuan Xuantian?"

"Go to hell," Lin Yifei roared with bruised veins on his forehead, and killed Xu Zimo.

Xu Zimo shook his head and sighed, "Unfortunately, the slogan is so loud, your heart is confused, and your sword is also confused."

He pulled out the Ba Ying and slashed down with his knife, only to see the long river cutting down the sun, the thunder and thunder mixed with raging fire, and the hurricane howling amidst the collision of torrents of water.

With just one blow, Lin Yifei's face changed drastically. The Yunxiao sword in his hand flew out directly, and he himself fell on the edge of the ring.

Lin Yifei stared blankly at everything in front of him, he couldn't believe that he couldn't even take one move.

"Is this your way of swordsmanship?" A disappointed sigh sounded from the side.

Lin Yifei quickly turned his head to look, only to see Cang Songlin, the suzerain of the Shenri Shengzong, standing aside.

"Have you come out of Xuantian's nightmare yet?" Cang Songlin shook his head and sighed, then turned and left.

Lin Yifei was silent for a while, silently picked up the Yunxiao sword that fell next to him, and left the ring with the curtain on his back.

He forgot many things, why did he practice sword? What is his kendo?

He only remembers that he was once the most handsome boy in the sect, the closest contender for the position of Holy Son.

Until a young man named Xuanyuan Xuantian was born, that young man broke all his dreams, and since then he has never regained the glory of the past.

"Senior brother Xu is so strong? That Cloud Sword was defeated so easily," said a disciple in disbelief.

"It's a bit unfathomable, but Lin Yifei's state seems a bit wrong today," some disciples also said doubtfully.

When Xu Zimo stepped off the ring, he found that the competition among the holy sons of various sects was actually one-sided.

As for the other disciples, they fought fiercely, evenly matched.

When 30 disciples were eliminated and the remaining 15 were eliminated, everyone started the next round of drawing lots.

Xu Zimo looked at the lottery he had drawn, and was taken aback for a moment, only to see the number 8 written on it, and the number 8 was the bye lottery.

He glanced in the direction of the third elder, only to see that the third elder had a normal expression, as if he didn't know anything.

Xu Zimo himself would not believe that the lottery was done without manipulation.

If the holy sons of the two sects are drawn together in the first round, it will be a lot of fun.

After all, the main event is behind.

With Xu Zimo's bye, he could only stand in the audience and watch others compete.

What interested Xu Zimo was Xian Ling'er from the Immortal Spirit Sect. She was dressed in white and held a blue soft sword.

She didn't even use any pulse skills, just the most basic moves of swordsmanship, which seemed to have been honed for hundreds of years in her hands, very natural and natural.

The impenetrable sword shadow swayed layers of sword patterns on the ring, and her opponent was directly captured from the ring.

The fifteen-in-eight competition is almost coming to an end, and many of them have already won.

These people included Xu Zimo, Xian Ling'er, Baili Xiao, Chu Yang, Tian Mozi, Xuanyuan Xuantian.

Now there are only two arenas left to fight, one of which is nothing to watch, and the two disciples fighting are also limited in strength.

What made everyone interested was another arena. The two people on this arena were twins, they looked exactly the same.

One of them is called Jiang Yu, and the other is Jiang Heng. They are the strongest two in the Shengquanzong team this time. If there are no accidents, the position of the holy son of Shengquanzong's generation is estimated to be between the two. born.

Brothers killed each other, and some of the disciples below also became energetic.

"I was thinking that the two senior brothers Jiang would be able to enter the quarterfinals, but I didn't expect to meet each other so soon," You Shengquanzong disciple said helplessly.

"It's okay, anyway, I support Brother Jiang Yu," the disciple next to him replied.

"That's right, the two have been fighting for more than ten years, and it has always been Senior Brother Jiang Yu who suppressed Senior Brother Jiang Heng."

Hearing the conversation between these two disciples, the other sect disciples beside him were also a little curious, so they asked.

"The story of the two is full of drama, Jiang Yu is the elder brother and Jiang Heng is the younger brother.

It is said that when they were young, they accidentally saved a strong man.

It's a pity that the strong man was seriously injured, and the clumsy pills on the two of them could not cure the strong man's injuries at all.

Before dying, the strong man wanted to pass on his martial arts to the two. He told them that he had practiced two extreme martial arts at the same time.

One represents the ultimate attack, and the other represents the ultimate defense. He asked the two of them which one they want to learn?

So Jiang Yu chose to defend, and Jiang Heng chose to attack. "

This story sounds a bit like Spear and Shield. The man said that his spear was so sharp that it could pierce everything in the world.

My own shield is a peerless shield that can withstand any attack in the world.

So someone asked him, what happens when you attack your shield with your spear?

And this answer is also staged between the two brothers. The two have been fighting for more than ten years, and they have secretly competed since the moment they got the inheritance, wanting to prove that their ultimate is the strongest.

But in more than ten years of competition, Jiang Heng's attack has never broken Jiang Yu's defense, and he has been pressed and beaten, and has never won.

Although they are twins, they look exactly the same, but their bodies are quite different.

Jiang Heng looked a little thin and weak, while Jiang Yu's muscles were raised high, which gave people a very shocking feeling.

"Brother, you admit defeat, I'm not the same as before," Jiang Heng raised his fists, and the golden aura on the fists turned into a series of vigor, separating all the surrounding space.

"My stupid brother, you are the one who should admit defeat," Jiang Yu said with a light smile, "In the past ten years, you have never defeated me once."