I’m Really a Villain

Ji Jiucheng looked at Xu Zimo indifferently, and the spear in his hand exuded a sky-high spear intent.

A scarlet aura surged from the spear.

The surrounding space first shattered and then completely collapsed.

The sound of "rumbling" sounded all over the body.

"This is the marksmanship created by the Seventh Prince," some people in the audience who knew the rumors discussed curiously.

"Yes, it is said that this move is called Gun Lintianqiong, and it is a move made by the Seventh Prince after he understood the true meaning of the way of the gun, and used the profound meaning of space to fuse it," someone explained on the side.

"The Seventh Prince has already achieved such an achievement at such a young age.

I'm afraid that the successor of the emperor of this generation, the Seventh Prince, has a great possibility! "

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On the high platform, Ji Jiucheng's spear exuded a hell-like spear intent, which turned into a substantial existence.

Behind him condensed a spear that was exactly the same, but bigger in size.

At this moment, the large space around it could no longer bear the power of this long spear.

The space stretches, if there is no Wenren Jingshi suppressing it.

I'm afraid that the space of a hundred miles around it will be completely destroyed.

In the sky, the wind blew and the clouds rolled, and the crimson aura almost rendered the spear red.

From a distance, it looks like a raging fire is burning.

Following Ji Jiucheng's movements, the huge spear condensed with spear intent followed suit.

He pointed at the tip of his spear.

The spear intent behind him seemed to be guided.

Instantly killed Xu Zimo.

This move is extremely fast, and it contains the profound meaning of space.

It is almost impossible for people who do not comprehend the profound meaning of space to avoid it.

Moreover, the gun intent is mainly about killing, and the killing intent in it is almost condensed into substance.

It's just that in less than a breath, the long spear condensed with spear intent has appeared in front of Xu Zimo.

It's just that Ji Jiucheng never expected that Xu Zimo comprehended one of the ten styles of "Magic".

There is a style called "The Way of the Realm Demon!"

This move can be said to represent the ultimate power of space.

Looking at the surge in the space in front of him at this moment, the spear intent passed through the endless void and headed towards Xu Zimo's chest.

At this moment, someone held their breath.

Many younger generations of the Wenren family swallowed hard.

They were all a little thankful that they didn't try to be brave. They thought they couldn't dodge this shot.

Xu Zimo shook his head and smiled, for him at the peak of the holy vein.

This kind of attack is really like a play, and there is no desire to fight at all.

Although Ji Jiucheng has good talent, he is a strong person in the Emperor Vessel Realm after all.

The so-called late stage of martial arts, one step at a time.

The gap is hard to imagine, and it's hard to make him serious.

I saw him slowly stretch out his right hand, just pinch it lightly.

In the eyes of many people, this action is mediocre, and it seems that there is nothing outstanding about it.

But just such a pinch, the spear intent that came out of the void at a speed that was too fast to cover one's ears, was just pinched between Xu Zimo's fingers.

Between the index finger and middle finger.

The spear roared like a furious dragon, trying to break through Xu Zimo's defense.

Too bad it all came to no avail.

Xu Zimo stood motionless at the same spot, but looked at Ji Jiucheng who looked astonished with a chuckle.

The wind brought by the gun intent blew his clothes and robes up, and his black hair was also fluttering with the wind.

The momentum of the long spear is full of energy, then declines, and exhausts three times.

In the end, as the gun intent became weaker and weaker, Xu Zimo still stood there calmly.

From the beginning to the end, except for clamping the gun with two fingers, he did not make any movements.

The scene below was silent and silent.

Some people looked at this scene dumbfounded, especially some young children, their hearts were like stormy waves.

"Is this the end?" Someone asked in disbelief.

"Is Ji Jiucheng's self-created move too weak, or is the opponent too strong?" someone muttered to himself.

Not only these young disciples, but even many seniors present who had been famous for a long time were horrified, unable to recover for a long time.

Naturally, they could tell at a glance what Ji Jiucheng's move of "shooting the sky" was.

But if it is so easy to block it with only two fingers, many of them think they can't do it.

King Anding in the audience was the first to react after being stunned for a long time.

Then he looked deeply at Xu Zimo and said with a smile, "Interesting, interesting."

"What does father mean?" Son Yue Chang asked with some doubts.

"This world is really full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. I am so ignorant," Anding Wang Yue Yunfei shook his head.

He replied, "I missed it."

Even today's birthday star was stunned for a long time when he heard the shocking stone.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, "I'm old, I'm old, my grandson is really hiding something, it's surprising!"

He shook his head slightly, and turned his gaze to Wenren Tianming below.

In Wenren Shocking Stone's plan, among the children of this generation, Wenren Tianming is definitely the best choice to compete for destiny in terms of temperament and talent.

Even if he met Ji Jiucheng, he still had this confidence.

It's just that now, I don't know how this incident will affect Wenren Tianming's heart.

"Xu Zimo," the emperor Ji Yunzhou murmured the name in a low voice.

It seems that Huang Sansi mentioned this name to him when he returned to work a few days ago.

And highly praised.

It's just that he hasn't had time to investigate, and now he will meet again in this form.

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"I lost," Ji Jiucheng looked at Xu Zimo with solemn and apprehensive eyes.

Finally, he took a deep breath and said in a deep tone.

"I said I only had one shot, and I lost."

"No need, I know you are unwilling," Xu Zimo shook his head and said indifferently.

"You can use whatever moves you want. In fact, to me, there is no difference between one shot and countless shots."

Hearing Xu Zimo's words, Ji Jiucheng's eyes froze.

The strength of the spear in his hand could not help but increase a bit.

Although he doesn't attach much importance to glory and fame, no matter what, he, the seventh prince, is still very famous in Fengqi Empire.

But now that Xu Zimo said so, he simply ignored him.

The aura around him was surging, sometimes galloping and wanting to fight again.

But the voice of the emperor Ji Yunzhou below came over.

"Ninetowns, come down, it's not the same level, and you won't win if you fight a hundred times."

"Father," Ji Jiucheng paused slightly, a little unwillingly.

"Are you trying to humiliate yourself?" Ji Yunzhou frowned slightly.

Said: "You represent the majesty of the royal family."

Ji Jiucheng finally nodded helplessly, and slowly walked down the stage holding a spear.

"That's the way to admit defeat," Xu Zimo said a little boringly.

"Still thinking about reciprocating courtesy, I'll take your shot, and you'll take my punch."