I’m Really a Villain

"With this kind of personality, it's no wonder that he had a combat body in his previous life and was beaten by Mo Chen."

Xu Zimo thought to himself, and sneered with disdain on the surface.

"What's your expression?" Mo Yang asked with a frown.

"Do you want to take care of my expression?" Xu Zimo said with a light smile.

"Boy, you are too presumptuous," Mo Yang said coldly.

"Then what?"

"No matter who you are, I should let you know the truth about others."

Mo Yang let out a cold snort, and the aura of the peak of his veins exuded from his whole body.

A streak of black light is rushing around, and the aura is condensed.

His own phantom body of ten thousand formations does not need to condense formation marks, just a moment of effort, a fifth-level formation has already been condensed above his head.

"Holy Son, you misunderstood, he shouldn't have lied," Mo Xinyi who was beside him hastily stopped her.

"Xinyi, I'm afraid you don't know yet. People from the Zhenwu Sacred Sect are visiting our Mo family now. How could he, as his own holy son, not know?" Mo Yang snorted coldly.

In the formation above him, raging fire spread, and the scorching temperature incinerated the air.

"Away from the fire array."

Mo Yang waved his hands, and saw the formation instantly enveloping Xu Zimo, and the raging fire gathered into the shape of a fire dragon roaring.

Xu Zimo raised his hand slightly, his fist was fierce, and the flames in the sky instantly turned into dust.

He walked out of the smoke, chuckled and said, "You taught me that there are people beyond people?"

Mo Yang's expression froze slightly, and three formations condensed out again.

The formation roared all over the body, with long dragons swaying their tails, white tigers roaring, and flying phoenixes spreading their wings.

The formation was linked one after another, surrounding Xu Zimo.

Mo Yang's whole body was filled with aura, controlling the display of the formation.

At this moment, the fog surrounded the center of the formation, and everyone couldn't see the scene inside clearly.

You can only hear the roar of dragons and tigers, full of power.

"What is the Holy Son of the True Martial Sect!"

Mo Yang snorted coldly, just when he thought he was sure of winning, he saw a saber light pass through layers of formations.

The light of the knife soared into the sky, straight into the sky, sharp and sharp.

Wu Geng's saber energy flowed down, like a torrent breaking a river dam, and it was out of control.

All the formations were defeated under the saber energy.

The saber aura followed the trend and directly slashed at Mo Yang.

Mo Yang's face changed slightly, and a defensive formation stood in front of him.

As a martial artist in the Vein Respecting Realm, he was already able to arrange a level six defensive formation.

However, these are useless, the dual attributes of thunder and flame are pervading above Ba Ying.

As if it was paper, the formation was directly torn apart, and the saber energy also slashed on Mo Yang.

Mo Yang's body fell heavily to the ground, and a large piece of the blue brick and white stone steps shattered.

He stood up slowly, only to see a shocking scar on his chest.

Blood seemed to flow out desperately.

"Great Elder, just outside, someone made trouble and injured the Holy Son."

At this moment, only a burst of hurried footsteps came from Mo Mansion.

Under the guidance of a servant, a middle-aged man in a purple robe came out.

"Second Uncle," Mo Xinyi hastily greeted the moment she saw the middle-aged man.

"What's going on?" The middle-aged man frowned and looked at the situation in front of him.

He stepped into the air, came to Mo Yang's side, fed a pill, and then slowly used spiritual energy to stop the wound on Mo Yang's chest.

"Second Uncle, this is just a misunderstanding," Mo Xinyi explained from the side: "This is the contemporary son of the Zhenwu Sacred Sect.

This is my second uncle and the elder of our Mo family. "

"What's the misunderstanding? This thief wanted to sneak into our Mo family, and even shot and hurt me. He must not be allowed to leave."

Mo Yang looked at Xu Zimo resentfully.

As the holy son of the Mo family, he has not been humiliated like this for a long time.

"No matter what, you should stay," the middle-aged man said lightly.

"What if I don't?" Xu Zimo asked back.

"Are you asking me to do it?" The middle-aged man snorted coldly, and the aura of the holy veins in his body surged, and he slapped Xu Zimo directly.

Xu Zimo narrowed his eyes slightly, and also punched him.

With a "bang", there was a wave of air, and all the blue bricks under their feet were broken, and the two were evenly divided.

"How is this possible?" The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Second brother, stop," seeing that the two of them were about to fight again, they saw two figures coming from not far away, and stopped in front of everyone in an instant.

"Patriarch," all the servants of the Mo family present bowed down and greeted respectfully.

Mo Canghai, the contemporary patriarch of the Mo family, is a true hero.

Among these people, besides Mo Canghai, there was another person who was the Great Elder of Zhenwu Shengzong.

At this moment, the others hadn't spoken yet, the Great Elder looked at Xu Zimo and frowned slightly, and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"I don't seem to be obliged to tell the elder?" Xu Zimo replied.

"The Mo family has always been on good terms with our Zhenwu Sacred Sect, you'd better not cause trouble here," the Great Elder said flatly.

"Okay, we're all on our own, it's just a misunderstanding," Mo Canghai said with a smile from the side, "As the saying goes, if you don't fight, you don't know each other. I don't know what's the matter with nephew Zimo coming to me?"

"Patriarch Mo, I want to use your teleportation formation to go to the Central Continent," Xu Zimo replied, "Don't worry, I will pay for all the materials consumed by the formation."

Mo Canghai pondered for a while, then looked at the First Elder at the side.

"What are you going to do in the Central Continent?" the Great Elder asked with a frown.

"I don't need to report to anyone," Xu Zimo replied flatly.

"Don't be too arrogant, now it's not the same as before," the Great Elder said indifferently: "There is something you may not know.

Sect Master Xiao is back, and the ruler of Zhenwu Shengzong is no longer your father. "

"No matter who it is, it's not you anyway, so what does it have to do with you?" Xu Zimo said, "Besides, I've been out for so long, when did I ever rely on the sect?"

"You take care of yourself," the Great Elder's expression was a little bad, and he was speechless.

Looking into Xu Zimo's gaze, Mo Canghai pondered for a while, then smiled, "It's not that I don't want to.

It's just that the teleportation formation to the Central Continent is of great importance. It takes seven days to prepare just to establish the teleportation.

Besides, our teleportation array is generally not used by outsiders. "

"It's okay, don't force it," Xu Zimo shook his head and smiled, "It's just that the elder of your mansion punched me just now.

Reciprocity, should I answer him too. "

"Xu Zimo, if you dare to make trouble here and don't know what is good or bad, I can only capture you back to the Holy Sect and leave it to the Sect Master to decide," the Great Elder said with his holy power surging all over his body, squinting his eyes slightly.

"Elder, you should take care of yourself first."

Xu Zimo smiled, and waved his hand, only to hear a "boom".