I’m Really a Villain

"This really looks like your style," the God Emperor said from the side.

Xu Zimo shook his head slightly and said, "Let's go, the banquet is probably busy now!"

The two left the inner courtyard of the Blue Mansion and returned to the banquet.

I saw that the entire banquet at this moment seemed to be full of singing and dancing, a lively and jubilant scene.

Xu Zimo shook his head emotionally, what is the so-called evil way and what is the righteous way in this so-called Demon Slaying Conference.

The self-proclaimed so-called righteous way must be justice.

He raised his glass to watch this huge event come to an end, without saying anything.

In the afternoon, the banquet was disbanded, and people from all major forces were arranged into the side rooms that had been prepared.

The rows of wing rooms are well arranged and surround a very large courtyard.

The layout of the courtyard is also rockery and flowing water, tall trees and colorful flowers, very elegant and quiet.

Because Sky Blue City had just been built after the war, there really wasn't much to do in the city.

People from several major forces simply chatted in the courtyard, some played chess under the tree, and some drank tea in the gazebo.

A group of juniors were also talking about interesting stories about each other's sects in the courtyard.

Xu Zimo found a chair, and didn't mix with others, he just lay on the chair and closed his eyes to rest.

"Brother Fenghe, I heard that your tripod refining technique in Dingwang Valley is famous throughout the Kyushu region, why don't we have a sparring?"

Among the group of juniors, a young man in yellow was facing the front, and a young man in black said with a smile.

The young man named Wang Fenghe smiled, and he shook his head and said: "Brother Yiming, this is a flattery, no one knows your Ten Thousand Immortal Sect's method of capturing immortals, spanning half of the Immortal Cloud Territory, there is no need to compare , just admit defeat."

Hearing Wang Fenghe's words, Yue Yiming seemed a little dissatisfied.

He snorted lightly and said, "Brother Fenghe's words are wrong.

Practitioners of my generation are endowed with unique blessings, and it is endlessly enjoyable to compete with the heavens and the earth.

In the future, the road to the great emperor will be full of corpses, how can we retreat without fighting. "

Seeing Yue Yiming's aggression, other young people around him also became interested.

Discussing in a low voice and watching a good show.

"This Yue Yiming seems to be targeting Wang Fenghe."

Some people who knew the truth also echoed in a low voice.

"You don't know, in the Wanzong Grand Competition back then, Yue Yiming's pursuit of his own saint was rejected, but the saint fell in love with Wang Fenghe instead."

"It's love and hate again!"

"It's good to hate out of love," the man sighed.

"The main reason is that Wang Fenghe is devoted to Taoism, and he doesn't care about men and women at all.

In the end, the saint waited for decades, and finally saw through the world of mortals. She set foot in the Palace of the Red Dust, one of the top ten forbidden places, and never came out again.

Yue Yiming also held a grudge against Wang Fenghe because of this. "

………

Hearing Yue Yiming's words, Wang Fenghe smiled lightly.

Said: "I only seek the Tao. As for the competition for the creation of heaven and earth, if you want this fate, you can take it if you have the ability."

Yue Yiming snorted coldly, and grabbed Wang Fenghe with his claw-like hands.

Seeing such a scene, Wang Fenghe gave a wry smile, and stepped back suddenly.

With a wry smile, he said, "Brother Yiming forced me to fight like this, it can be regarded as inferior."

"Stop talking nonsense, I'll talk after we win," Yue Yiming said in a bad tone.

I saw his hands were like sharp claws, wisps of blue aura filled his hands.

Every time he attacks, his hands can tear the void, full of power.

Seeing Yue Yiming killing him, Wang Fenghe shook his head slightly.

With a move with his right hand, he said softly, "Dayong Ding."

Hearing a "buzz", an ancient blue bronze tripod landed in front of him.

The bronze tripod carried an ancient aura, as if rolling in from the long river of time, wreaking havoc on the space, and landed in front of Wang Fenghe.

The moment Yue Yiming grasped the copper tripod with his claws, the sound of "bang bang bang" rang out.

I saw the copper tripod fluctuate layer by layer, and directly pushed Yue Yiming back.

Yue Yiming stabilized his figure, looked at Wang Fenghe with slightly squinted eyes, and said in a cold voice: "I heard that your Dingwanggu is the family of the Dingzhi.

When the Nine Cauldrons come out, the world can be settled. Let me experience it today. "

"Brother Yiming, I have backed down three times, if you still insist on going your own way, don't blame me for being rude."

Wang Fenghe narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with some dissatisfaction.

"Why do you have to pretend to be a good person, just fight," Yue Yiming sneered.

Immediately, he stepped into the air, opened his arms, and floated in midair.

The mighty Forbidden Immortal Qi slowly rose behind him, and half the space was enveloped by his Immortal Qi.

The cold wind blows slowly, fluttering the clothes, and the yellow shirt is rippling with the breeze.

At this time, in the huge inner courtyard, under the Demon Swinging Tree, the prosperous black branches and leaves are facing the moon far away.

Under the tree, two old men are playing chess leisurely.

One in Tsing Yi and one in Huang Yi.

"These juniors are really not reassuring," the old man in yellow sighed.

"It's okay, let them deal with the younger generation," the old man in Tsing Yi shook his head and said with a smile.

"Today, it won't collapse."

……………

Seeing Yue Yiming's full firepower, he was ready to fight himself to the death.

Wang Fenghe's face also gradually turned cold.

Dayong Ding stood in front of him, only to hear him snort again.

"Here comes the Great Yan Ding, the Great Green Ding, and the Great Yu Ding."

After shouting three times in a row, three more bronze tripods descended in front of Wang Fenghe with a primitive aura.

A total of four ancient tripods were connected together, as if they were integrated, floating and surrounding in the void, and the surrounding space began to distort.

"It is rumored that the technique of the Nine Cauldrons in Dingwanggu is unparalleled in the world. I didn't expect this Wang Fenghe to be able to condense the Four Cauldrons at such a young age."

"It's not easy for Yue Yiming, and his way of capturing immortals is also a little tricky.

Coupled with the fact that Wanxianzong's immortal technique is famous far and wide, there may be some conflicts between the two. "

The two of them were full of momentum, and the space around them was torn apart. Seeing this situation, the people around quickly stepped back for a certain distance.

When Yue Yiming's fists struck the four-legged ancient tripod mightily, a sharp sound resounded from it.

It was as if the eardrums of the shaking people were about to burst.

"Booming" explosion sounded, and the endless space around was collapsing.

"No way, they are risking their lives," someone exclaimed.

I thought it was just a discussion, but I didn't expect it to be so serious.

"Forbidden Immortal Fist."

"Siding town sky."

The attacks of the two continued almost at the same time, and countless waves of wind and waves appeared around them.

"It's so noisy, I can't sleep well even if I have a good sleep."

Xu Zimo, who was thinking with his eyes closed, opened his eyes slightly and snorted coldly.

With just such a cold snort, just hearing a "boom", the four ancient tripods in front of Wang Feng and all shattered.