I’m Really a Villain

The golden armored warrior said impatiently.

Xu Zimo frowned slightly, then eased his brows and asked, "To be honest, who wants to see me?"

"You'll know when you go," the golden armored warrior replied.

"Sure enough, it seems that you lied to me," Xu Zimo said.

"So what," the golden armored warrior snorted coldly.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Xu Zimo's figure rose violently.

He directly pinched the opponent's neck with one hand, and the powerful force directly slammed the opponent's head into the wall next to him.

The walls are broken like tofu.

The figure of the golden armored warrior was also embedded in the wall, and blood flowed out.

The Golden Armored Warrior didn't seem to have reacted yet.

Someone dared to attack him in the Sun Palace.

This can be described as breaking ground on Tai Sui's head.

"You want to die," the golden armored warrior said angrily.

But when his voice fell, Xu Zimo punched him again.

Just listen to "boom".

The fist was like a strong wind, and it fell heavily on the face of the golden armored warrior.

The golden armor on his body was broken, revealing his bloody face.

"Tell me, who is looking for me," Xu Zimo replied.

"I won't tell you, you're dead," said the golden armored warrior with hatred in his eyes.

"I guess you won't be able to see whether I'm going to die or not, but you're definitely going to die," Xu Zimo sneered.

He clapped again.

This palm has a strong sense of oppression, the kind that intends to kill the opponent with one palm.

"Wait a minute," the golden armored warrior panicked and shouted quickly.

"What?" Xu Zimo smiled.

"Cowardly?"

"I tell you, you let me go," said the golden armored warrior.

"Okay," Xu Zimo nodded.

"It's Mr. Muyang," the golden armored warrior replied.

"I was supposed to report to the saint, but instead of seeing the saint, I was stopped by Mr. Muyang outside.

After he heard about it, he asked me to take you to see him. "

"What is Mr. Muyang?" Xu Zimo asked.

"He is the Young Hall Master of our Sun Temple, and has the same status as the saint." The golden armored warrior replied.

"What did he see me for?" Xu Zimo asked suspiciously.

It seems that I don't know each other.

"I don't know about this, but the Young Palace Master must have his own ideas," the golden armored warrior replied.

"Okay, I've said everything I need to say now, let me go."

"Sorry, I regret it," Xu Zimo smiled.

He directly pinched the neck of the golden armored warrior, and burned him to ashes with a fire.

In fact, from the moment the other party lied to him, it was already doomed to perish.

Xu Zimo looked forward, he really wanted to meet Mr. Muyang.

He walked forward alone, and the flames around him changed from the original golden color to golden red.

Finally, Xu Zimo's figure stopped in front of a lake.

The whole lake is golden.

Sparkling, as if refracting a sun in the void.

In front of the lake is a thatched cottage.

In front of the thatched hut, a young man in a linen gown was sitting by the lake, fishing with a fishing rod in his hand.

"Master Muyang?" Xu Zimo asked.

"What are you looking for Qing'er for?" The young man asked, focusing on fishing.

The Qing'er he was talking about should be Murong Qing.

"Acquaintances catch up, I don't need to report to you," Xu Zimo said.

"Qing'er has been chanting a person's name ever since she came back from the Demon Realm."

The young Mr. Mu Yang said: "If my prediction is correct, you are the person she met in the evil demon realm."

"You have enough nonsense, just say what you want," Xu Zimo replied.

"Qing'er and I have been childhood sweethearts since we were young, and I had a marriage contract with her long ago.

So I remind you to stay away from her," Mr. Mu Yang replied.

Xu Zimo shook his head and laughed.

"It seems that Murong Qing doesn't like you, otherwise you wouldn't find your presence in this kind of thing."

"What did you say?" The fishing rod in the young man's hand broke directly, and he stood up slowly from the ground.

The power around him is very strong.

Like a storm gathering.

Of course, the strongest is the flame on the surface of his body, it is really like the sun, burning everything with indescribably high temperature.

The golden-red flames were rioting.

"I said, you can only find a sense of presence here," Xu Zimo repeated.

"It seems that you are not afraid of me. Believe it or not, I can cancel your quota to enter the Land of Origin?" Mr. Muyang said.

He is the Young Hall Master of the Sun Palace, and his speech has a certain amount of gold.

"Then believe it or not, I can make all of you Fire Clan kneel down and call me Dad?" Xu Zimo asked.

He holds the flow of water in his hands.

This is something that can make up for the shortcomings of the fire family and make them reach a higher peak.

It is no exaggeration to say that people of the fire clan, if they want to go higher, they must need the flow of water.

And Xu Zimo is the father of all their Fire Clan.

Mr. Muyang snorted coldly, and stretched out his hand to grab Zimo.

Between that indistinctness, the aura emanating from it suddenly became stronger and weaker.

It seems to be maintained between the half saint and the peak of the emperor.

"It seems that you haven't even broken through the semi-saint," Xu Zimo shook his head in disappointment.

"It's enough to kill you," Young Master Mu Yang shouted angrily.

When he grabbed it with his big hand, Ba Ying behind Xu Zimo pulled out his knife.

The violent sword intent directly cut his palm in half.

"Kill," Xu Zimo yelled softly.

Ba Ying transformed into thousands of saber qi, constantly agitating in the void.

The void shattered and surrounded Young Master Muyang.

The opponent continued to shatter the sword intent.

But when he had no time to take care of it, Xu Zimo kicked it directly.

The big footprints were on the opponent's chest, and the figure of Mr. Mu Yang fell into the lake.

Mr. Muyang stood up in the embarrassing lake, his whole body was already wet.

The breath on his body became weaker.

It seems to have stabilized at the peak of the Great Emperor.

"If I hadn't been attacking the realm during this time, I would definitely fight you to the death," Young Master Mu Yang said angrily.

After all, go to the place of origin.

He hoped to strengthen his own strength, so he wanted to enter the semi-holy level.

"I'll accompany you at any time, but you missed my business, how will this be settled?" Xu Zimo asked.

"What do you want?

But don't forget, this is the Sun Palace," Mr. Muyang snorted coldly.

This is his territory, and he is the young master of the Sun Palace.

So he believed that Xu Zimo would not mess around.

"I'm a person who never obeys the rules," Xu Zimo bullied him directly.

Then he killed him.

Ba Ying hovered above his head, endless saber intent gushing out.

Mr. Muyang wanted to defend, but it was too late.

A strong sense of oppression struck again.

Xu Zimo's speed was as fast as lightning, and he hit Young Master Mu Yang again, kicking him away.

"Damn it," Mr. Mu Yang was a little disheveled, furious.

Behind him, the real life appeared.

A golden sun is shining out.

The sun seems to swallow everything.