I’m Really a Villain

Jian Twenty-one looked at the long sword in his hand, and fell silent for a while.

Immediately, he saw the sword intent in his hand, and gently stroked the broken fragments of the blade with his right hand.

Just listen to the sound of "Zheng".

The long sword sang softly, and the short sword was actually condensed again.

He looked up at the discolored sky, and finally stepped into the air and flew up.

"Then let's go meet him too," said Mr. Daoyang, smiling at Fairy Xingjian.

Jue Ming next to him narrowed his eyes slightly, and several high-level traps surrounded him.

With a soft drink, he also flew up.

At this high altitude position, Xu Zimo stood in the air, opposite him.

Several direct disciples faced each other from a distance.

"Let the sect let my master go, and I can let the past go," Jiang Xi'er looked at Xu Zimo and said lightly.

"Don't blame the past?" Xu Zimo said with a chuckle and shook his head.

"If you beat me, what if the position of the Son of God is given to you."

Jiang Xi'er snorted coldly, her jade hands wrapped in ice, and she came through the void of Geng Geng.

Xiang Qianheng was also not polite, his whole body was domineering.

Inky black aura filled the palm, and the palm was taken with a strong sense of oppression.

Jue Ming put his hands together, and there was a slight melodious dragon chant.

With a wave of his right hand, the trapped dragon formation enveloped Xu Zimo.

Jian 21 raised the long sword in his hand high, and a vast giant sword condensed above his head.

Cut through layers of space, crossed the sky and the sky, and fell down.

Young Master Daoyang and Fairy Xingjian brandished their weapons respectively.

The swords collided, and a sun and a star rose slowly, flying towards Xu Zimo.

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The physical body has been tempered by the power of creation, and after the return of the tree of life, the blessing of the real life world with a complete plant system.

Xu Zimo also wanted to try his current strength.

Watching all the attacks coming towards him.

The spiritual energy in the sky is rioting, and all kinds of spiritual energy are intertwined.

Countless waves of air seemed to be photographed by huge waves of the sea, causing layers of ripples.

There was a "rumbling" sound from the entire sky.

The color of the situation changed, and the color of the world faded.

All these attacks and changes fell on Xu Zimo's body in an instant.

Xu Zimo didn't dodge, he just stood where he was, letting all the attacks fall on him.

The power of creation around the body is surging.

More importantly, the tree of life played its role.

It will heal Xu Zimo's injuries immediately.

It can be said that with the existence of the tree of life, Xu Zimo is not afraid of getting hurt at all.

Unless there is an attack that can wipe him out in an instant.

"Is this guy crazy?" Seeing such a scene, the disciples below said in disbelief.

"Is he trying to take these attacks with his body?"

At this moment, not only these disciples, but even Sect Master Xiao and the six elders were a little dazed.

"Invincible at the same level?" Sect Master Xiao murmured a little.

Meanwhile, Meng Chenxue's face turned pale, and immediately recognized the distance between the two.

A "boom" explosion sounded in the sky.

These powerful attacks destroyed the space where Xu Zimo was standing in just an instant.

The endless air waves floated "rumbling" like a climax.

The space was completely shattered, and a huge black hole appeared in the original place.

Countless turbulent currents of space surged on it.

After a long time, the air waves dissipated, and the space began to return to calm.

Everyone looked forward to it, and immediately looked at Xu Zimo's position.

Want to know how it will turn out.

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"How could that be?" Xiang Qianheng shook his head in disbelief.

Jian Twenty-one next to him frowned slightly, took a step back, and said lightly, "This is troublesome."

In mid-air, Xu Zimo stood up unscathed.

The purple robe rang suddenly with the strong wind, and the long hair was also fluttering in the wind.

A layer of pale green light flashed across the surface of his body.

"It doesn't seem to be any different from tickling," Xu Zimo said with a chuckle, twisting his neck.

"It's a bit too strong," said a disciple below in disbelief.

"If that's all you have," Xu Zimo slowly picked up the Ba Ying in his hand, and said lightly.

"Then it's over."

With the surface of Ba Ying, a layer of jet-black aura appeared.

An aura of extinction permeated from Xu Zimo's whole body.

In just an instant, the air of extinction enveloped half of the sky.

Black air billowed from the sky, and a terrifying big face formed on it.

The terrifying big face roared ferociously at the crowd.

As more and more black air diffused, the pressure felt by everyone became stronger and stronger.

"Ask the twelve forms, and the void will be silenced."

A cold and murderous tone came from Xu Zimo's mouth.

In just an instant, the surrounding space exploded.

An air of silence surrounded from the edge of the sky.

It seems to destroy everything and return everything to the dot.

Seeing such a situation, the faces of several direct disciples changed drastically.

"What kind of pulse technique is this? It's unheard of," Xiang Qianheng said with a frown.

"Scattered combat is definitely not enough. Let's attack in the same direction and create a gap as much as possible."

Looking at the surrounding air of silence, the surrounding air exploded.

Jian Twenty-one said lightly.

Everyone nodded.

"There is no need to be so troublesome, the weak must have the consciousness of the weak."

Xu Zimo looked at everyone with a wicked smile.

He slowly raised the Ba Ying in his hand.

At this moment, a Wugeng aura emanated from his whole body.

With the earth-shattering dragon chant sounded.

He directly resorted to the Seven Transformations of the Canglong,

The blue-yellow dragon hovered high in the sky, and slowly swung down with the scimitar in Xu Zimo's hand.

It seemed to be attached to the blade, the dragon's chant shook the void, aroused endless aura, and charged over.

Surrounded by the void of silence, the seven changes of the blue dragon above the head also fell down without hesitation.

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The twelfth style of Nirvana is the inspiration obtained by Xu Zimo's previous practice of the Nirvana Art of the Three Sabers.

At this moment, everyone is in danger.

"Xu Zimo, are you going to kill them?" An elder shouted angrily.

"Fight," Xiang Qianheng and everyone shouted, and they all used their strongest moves.

"Frozen Miles,"

"Sword intent volleys into the sky,"

"Sunshine Wheel,"

"Lock the sky array,"

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At this moment, two extreme forces collided together.

But Xu Zimo's power is really too strong. The power of everyone was disintegrated in an instant as soon as they came into contact with it.

Seeing the enveloping void of silence, the blue dragon descended with an ancient might.

Several people were pale, and their entire bodies were suppressed on the spot, unable to move.

Seeing that several people will be annihilated in this force.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of everyone.

The vast divine power soared into the sky.