I’m Really a Villain

Xu Zimo's opponent Yan Dao.

As the name suggests, he holds a chain machete.

The whole body is full of saber intent.

He stood there like this, like a sharp blade standing between heaven and earth.

The sharpness is so sharp that people dare not look directly at it.

He was dressed in a purple robe, and when he saw Xu Zimo appearing on stage, he opened his eyes instantly.

The murderous aura between heaven and earth is surging.

Xu Zimo yawned and looked at him indifferently.

"The competition begins," a referee shouted from below.

The moment the voice fell, a sharp saber aura shot up into the sky.

Kill Xu Zimo directly.

"This is the Yan family's sword technique," said someone who understood it.

"It is said that the Yan family once had a great emperor.

This saber technique was created by the first generation ancestors of the Yan family, and then modified by the emperor.

I'm afraid it's an emperor-level sword technique," someone exclaimed.

It is a good thing to have shade from your ancestors.

The machete cut the sky and the ground, shattered the void, and turned into countless sword shadows to surround Xu Zimo.

"Using a knife in front of me?" Xu Zimo smiled.

He stretched out his right hand, and a powerful saber energy burst out.

I saw that Yan Dao's saber energy surrounded Xu Zimo docilely as if seeing a king.

Yan Dao's face changed slightly, trying to control his sword energy, but found that there was no reaction.

"Perhaps in this world, there are people who are qualified to play with a knife in front of me.

But definitely not including you," Xu Zimo waved his hand.

Thousands of knives come out together.

Almost all the sword energy burst out.

For a moment, the entire arena was enveloped by saber energy, and Yan Dao was the first to bear the brunt of the boundless sea of ​​sabers.

"Referee, can people kill people here?" Xu Zimo looked at the referee next to him and asked.

"Fist and kick have no eyes, you can do whatever you want," the referee replied indifferently.

"No," Yan Dao roared angrily.

It seemed to know that Xu Zimo didn't hold anything back.

In his receiving ring, a stream of light flew by.

Immediately afterwards, a giant shield appeared in front of him.

He holds a giant shield and is full of power.

With a loud shout: "Give it to me."

With a "boom", the slowly glowing aura on the giant shield condensed.

Almost all the sword energy is blocked in front.

The giant shield exuded a powerful force and turned into a stream of air, killing Xu Zimo.

Xu Zimo frowned slightly.

Then he smiled and said, "I'm afraid this is your ancestor's weapon."

The great emperor of the Yan family once left behind a huge shield.

"Stop talking nonsense, kill," Yan Dao roared angrily.

Blocking the giant shield in front, he rushed towards Xu Zimo.

It seems that he wants to hit Xu Zimo with this huge shield.

Xu Zimo snorted coldly.

At the fingertips of his right hand, a saber energy was entwined.

With a flick of his hand, he threw the saber energy out.

No one thought that the sword qi, which was originally only the size of a fingertip, would transform into a sky-reaching sword in the void when it was thrown out.

The area is more than a hundred times larger.

The giant knife swept across the arena, the earth shattered, and the void burst.

Countless storms swept through.

The surrounding audience is also blurred.

Just vaguely, there was a "click" sound, and there were screams in the howling wind.

When everything is calm.

Everyone looked at everything in front of them with horror.

The entire arena is broken.

And that giant shield has been broken into several pieces and thrown on the ring like garbage.

As for Yan Dao, his flesh and blood were even more mutilated, and he couldn't even see his face clearly, lying in a pool of blood.

There was silence all around.

Xu Zimo said with a harmless smile, "Referee, it's time to pronounce the sentence."

"Oh," the referee came back to his senses and shouted, "Xu Zimo wins this match."

Xu Zimo walked off the ring calmly.

At this moment, many people looked at him, and there was no contempt anymore.

Because there were too many participants on the first day, half of them were bound to be eliminated.

So Xu Zimo only participated in one competition, and his next competition was scheduled for the next day.

"Have you all competed?" Xu Zimo asked, looking at Shangguan and Xian.

Shangguanxian nodded slightly.

Said: "At the very beginning, the opponents are generally not strong.

The further you go, the more powerful you meet. "

A few people took a brief look and found that the strength of these players was uneven, so they lost interest.

Back in the inn, there was an acquaintance waiting for him on the first floor of the inn.

"Master Bianfu," Xu Zimo called out.

The person waiting for him is the mansion master of the Black Crow Mansion, Bian Wenzhou.

"Mr. Xu, there are some delays on the way.

It's a step late," Bian Wenzhou said with a smile as he stood up.

"I thought you wouldn't come to the Black Crow Mansion," Xu Zimo replied.

"How is this possible, you are playing for our Fire-hating City."

Bian Wenzhou laughed and said: "I heard that you killed Ba Dao's son.

He is the Lord of Shiyan City. "

I'm willing to bet and admit defeat, his skills are not as good as others, what's wrong? "Xu Zimo said.

"That old guy is narrow-minded.

A child is born in old age, but it is a treasure. "

Bian Wenzhou laughed and said: "He will definitely do everything possible to prevent you from participating.

But don't worry, I came here this time to solve this matter. "

"The result is the same whether you come or not," Xu Zimo said bluntly.

"That being said, you are also fighting for our Fire-hating City.

If I don't make a move, it will inevitably make people feel cold," Bian Wenzhou said with a smile.

"Where's Bian Shishi, isn't she here?" Xu Zimo asked.

"This girl, I can't make up my mind about her affairs," Bian Wenzhou said, shaking his head.

Xu Zimo didn't speak any more.

He has just broken through to the Great Sage, and has not yet fully adapted to this realm.

He is stabilizing his realm.

After eating, he returned to the room.

…………

Practice until the next morning.

A knock on the door woke him up.

"Mr. Xu, let's go," Liu Huohuo's voice came.

Xu Zimo opened the door, only to see Bian Wenzhou and others eating breakfast underneath.

"Would you like some?" Bian Wenzhou smiled.

"No need," Xu Zimo shook his head.

He looked outside the inn, and said thoughtfully: "The sky is very gloomy today."

"No, it's sunny outside," Liu Huohuo said with a smile.

The others laughed but said nothing.

After eating, everyone walked towards the arena of the competition.

But as soon as he walked to the middle of the street, he found something was wrong.

Because the streets that were supposed to be bustling are now deserted.

It was dead silent, not even a sound.

The doors and windows of the double shops on both sides were closed tightly, and occasionally there was a breeze blowing on the street, and a few leaves fell in the air.

"Here we come," Xu Zimo murmured to himself.

Then I heard footsteps.

Dozens of men in black robes walked over from the front and rear streets.

Those people in black robes are not talking nonsense.

The leader shouted softly: "Kill."

Countless people came straight over.

Zhang Hengzhi was about to make a move, but was stopped by Bian Wenzhou.

"Go and compete, just leave this little matter to me," Bian Wenzhou said with a smile.

I saw him clapping his hands.