I’m Really a Villain

Xu Zimo is generally optimistic about those who create their own martial arts or exercises.

Because what the world needs is fresh blood.

What is needed is a strong man who walks his own path.

Instead of always practicing what the older generation left behind.

If everyone is like this, how can a thousand flowers bloom in practice?

Therefore, Xu Zimo naturally wanted to take a look when he heard the words "Hundred Soldiers Reaching the Sky".

………

Po Jun's eyes were slightly closed.

The powerful force around him is constantly pouring on him.

He has tempered his body for countless years, and tempered it into countless pieces of weapons. At this moment, there is a dim light surging from it.

"This guy is crazy, he condensed all the spirit of his weapon."

"He will die if he does this, these Tianjiao are all lunatics."

The audience below didn't understand, and there was a lot of discussion.

This spirit is the essence of the weapon.

It can be said that without the spirit, a weapon is like broken copper.

It was directly decayed and broken.

And you must know that Po Jun is a weapon in itself.

In doing so, he was completely risking his life.

"No wonder you said this move is not perfect," Xu Zimo said in a low voice.

"I'm afraid it's because you haven't found something that can replace the spirit."

Because this move is used once, it is fatal.

So Po Jun has never been used in front of others.

When all the spirits are condensed, Po Jun at this moment is like an old man in his dying years.

Instantly aged a hundred years.

His body was still in limbo, and it was already a little difficult to move.

Black hair turns gray.

It's just that there was no panic on his face, only a faint smile, only relief.

Because on top of his head, countless spirits condensed into the shape of a gun.

"I like strong, the leader of a hundred soldiers."

Po Jun struggled to stand up.

Laughing: "Today, I live and die with guns."

He was holding a gun in his right hand. At this moment, Po Jun's figure gradually became blurred.

With a movement of the spear, it directly poked at Xu Zimo.

Endless sharpness glowed from the tip of the spear.

The void shattered, and the roar continued to sound.

The figure of Po Jun also dissipated little by little with the rapid movement of the gun body.

Until the end, completely disappeared.

Between heaven and earth, there is only one shot.

At this moment, Xu Zimo put away Ba Ying, he didn't defend anymore, but wanted to test the gun with himself.

Try its power.

This blow that broke the army exhausted his life, a brilliant blow.

There was a "boom".

In the eyes of all the audience, the spear passed through Xu Zimo's heart, and then his spirit disappeared into the world little by little.

Xu Zimo's figure stopped in place.

"This man is looking for death."

"Too arrogant, thinking that I am strong, so I can ignore other people.

He didn't even have the slightest defense, and he deserved to die. "

Almost everyone is not optimistic about Xu Zimo.

Even Xiao Anshan frowned slightly.

He didn't understand why Xu Zimo did this.

At the same time, he was thinking to himself, if he put himself in the ring, if he didn't defend himself, would he be able to survive the shot.

The final result could only make Xiao Anshan shake his head.

he can not.

So he stared at Xu Zimo motionlessly.

I want to see if the other party is really capable, or just arrogant.

"It'll be fine," Shangguanxian comforted, grabbing Liu Huohuo's palm.

Zhang Hengzhi's eyes widened too.

…………

When that shot disappeared between heaven and earth.

Xu Zimo's chest also bloomed like a rose, and blood seeped out.

Xu Zimo closed his eyes slightly, and fell directly on the ring.

There was a "bang".

The surroundings fell silent again.

"Is this two people dead?"

"Then how should the verdict be, a tie?"

"If that's the case, doesn't it mean that the final battle will be between Shangguan Xian and Xiao Anshan.

Then there will be no suspense in the game. "

Everyone was talking about it, just as the referee was about to pronounce the sentence.

Suddenly a cough sounded on the ring.

Xu Zimo yawned and stood up slowly.

"Oh my god, this man is not dead yet.

The gun of the spirit penetrated the heart and shattered the soul, how could he not die. "

"Everyone, I've let you down," Xu Zimo smiled.

He thought to himself, "Fortunately, I just opened the gate of eternal life that reaches the sky and the gate of three lives."

This gun is really strong.

The battle body of tens of thousands of soldiers gathered by Po Jun for hundreds of years is also really extraordinary.

It's a pity that the realm difference between the two is too great.

Xu Zimo has been sanctified.

And breaking the army is no more than the Great Emperor Realm.

If the two are at the same level, it will be more fun.

"Referee, why don't you speak?" Xu Zimo asked.

The referee recovered from the silence.

Some sullenly said: "Xu Zimo wins."

Walking down the ring, at this moment, everyone's eyes on him changed.

"Xiao Anshan is in danger now."

This is the common thought of almost everyone.

Even Xiao Anshan has always been invincible among the younger generation in the chaotic fire domain.

However, the appearance of Xu Zimo still caused many people to shake their hearts.

………

"It was a wonderful game," at this moment, someone in the crowd watching the match suddenly applauded.

The applause was particularly conspicuous.

Everyone looked back and saw a burly old man applauding.

"It's the suzerain of Bingzong, Ning Changhong."

Someone instantly recognized the old man's identity.

"He still applauds like this, his own son has been killed."

"This may be the demeanor of a strong man."

Ning Changhong stepped forward step by step and came to Xu Zimo's side.

He said with a smile, "It's not wrong for Pojun to lose."

"The disciple of Bingzong is very good," Xu Zimo also said with a smile.

"One general is successful, ten thousand bones are dead, after all there is only one general, and the others are bones," Ning Changhong sighed.

Because their holy son, Pojun, has now been reduced to bones.

Although he is uncomfortable, he is not someone who cannot afford to lose.

After congratulating Xu Zimo, he left.

The steps to leave are heavy.

Even a little old.

Because the six-to-three competition is over, the next competition will naturally be three-to-one.

Xu Zimo, Shangguanxian and Xiao Anshan will finally decide the top three.

The onlookers originally wanted to see the battle between the three of them.

Unexpectedly, Shangguanxian immediately conceded defeat as soon as he took the stage.

She believed that she was no match for Xu Zimo and Xiao Anshan, and she could guarantee her vitality by quitting now.

It can also win the third place, and has the qualification to go to the place where the fire ancestor originated.

Why not do it.

Shangguanxian retreated, leaving only Xu Zimo and Xiao Anshan in the ring.

"I've been waiting for this battle for a long time," Xiao Anshan said seriously.

He held a sword in his hand, and the aura around him was constantly fluctuating.

"Oh," Xu Zimo nodded flatly.

"It's just that you're not a challenge to me."

"Have you always been this arrogant?" Xiao Anshan asked.

"Rather than arrogance, it would be more accurate to say self-confidence."

Xu Zimo smiled and said, "Because I am invincible."