I’m Really a Villain

The eyes of these three figures are blood red, and the momentum around them gives people a very dull feeling.

The other two figures should be in the realm of the venerable, and the figure in the middle puts more pressure on everyone, and it is almost in the realm of melting the sky.

Everyone's expressions were solemn, one must know that after the split of the Nine Heavens Emperor Sect, the ancestor of the strongest in the sect was only at the Melting Heaven Realm.

"Elder Cheng was killed by you?" Ye Kai asked from the side.

"Yes," said the black-robed figure lightly.

"Who are you?" Jiang Changsheng also asked warily.

"We, you can call us Qiyao," the figure on the left said sullenly.

"The remnants of Qi Yaozong," Lin Feng exclaimed.

"This kid seems to be very well informed," the figure in the middle said in a very low voice.

"I don't know when our Nine Heavens Emperor Sect offended the seniors of Qi Yao Sect," Lin Feng asked hastily.

"Can't we kill you if you don't offend us? Do I need a reason for my actions?" said the man in the middle.

"Hand over the geranium flower, and I can leave the whole body with you."

"You stop them, I'll go to the sect to rescue soldiers as soon as possible," Lin Feng said, looking at the crowd.

"Show face," Xu Zimo glanced at Lin Feng, and then said, "Let's run separately in four directions, and whoever returns to the sect first will move rescuers as soon as possible."

After Xu Zimo finished speaking, he pointed at Lin Feng and shouted, "Tianzhu flowers are on him."

So he ran to the north. Seeing this scene, Lin Feng's canthus cracked with anger, "You are shameless when you step on a horse."

Seeing Xu Zimo leave, Ye Xuan and Jiuyou, including the purple skirt girl from the main clan, all followed.

Ye Kai ran to the south, while Jiang Changsheng ran to the east.

"We're going to die together," Lin Feng roared angrily, and followed north towards Xu Zimo.

"It's important to get the geranium flower first," said the black-robed man in the middle, frowning slightly.

The three of them walked through the air, much faster, and caught up to everyone almost in an instant.

"Why are you following me?" Xu Zimo looked at the three women behind and asked.

"I think you are interesting," the woman in the purple skirt replied.

"What's your cultivation?" Xu Zimo asked.

"The venerable peak," the purple skirt woman replied indifferently.

"Then the three of them will come after them later, you three should block first, and I'll go rescue the soldiers," Xu Zimo suggested, looking at the three women.

"Are you still a man?" the woman in the purple skirt said angrily.

"Why don't you try?" Xu Zimo turned around and asked.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Feng chased him from behind.

The man in the black robe of the Heaven Melting Realm waved his right hand, a wave of imperial prestige shrouded from the sky, and flames condensed on his hands.

I saw countless fireballs appearing in the sky, like meteorites falling, and smashed towards Xu Zimo and the others in front.

Several people dodged quickly, while the black-robed man watched indifferently, countless big holes were smashed into the ground.

Several people narrowly escaped the bombardment of the fireball, and the black-robed man jokingly said, "Why didn't you escape?"

"What should I do?" Ye Xuan asked anxiously.

"Let's fight, what else can we do?" Xu Zimo looked at Lin Feng and said, "Emperor, you take the lead, and I will cheer you on."

Lin Feng glared at Xu Zimo, but he also knew that Xu Zimo was a well-known waste of Emperor Jiuxiao, so he couldn't just let him die.

"How long do you want to play?" Jiuyou glanced at Xu Zimo and asked leisurely.

As the peak of the Venerable, she couldn't catch Xu Zimo's move. Only she here knew Xu Zimo's true strength.

Xu Zimo glanced at a willow tree not far away, and said with a smile, "Why worry, someone will save us, and it's not my turn."

"Hand over the geranium flower," said the black-robed man.

"Anyway, it's a dead end. What's the difference between handing in and not handing in," Lin Feng asked lightly.

"Then you all go to die," the black-robed man said, and then slapped it down.

The other two black-robed men from the Venerable Realm guarded the surroundings to prevent everyone from escaping.

"Sky Mark Zhan Tian Jue," watching the big palm fall, only to hear Lin Feng's roar, the muscles and bones of his whole body exploded, and a pure sword intent condensed all over his body.

The sword intent was sharp and bright, and Lin Feng drew his sword, and the Venerable's aura was surging.

The long sword streaked across the silent sky, bringing up boundless ripples, and collided with the big black palm.

Hearing the sound of "boom", the big palm paused slightly, and then directly annihilated the sword intent.

This palm was once again unstoppable, even though Lin Feng was still resisting with all his strength.

A palm print was directly ejected on the ground, dust flew, and painful screams came from it.

Immediately afterwards, when the dust settled, everyone looked at the situation inside.

I saw Lin Feng's legs were driven into the ground, as if they were rooted in the ground, his clothes were torn and his hair was disheveled.

Blood was flowing all over his body, and the long sword in his hand fell aside.

"It's too cruel," Xu Zimo shook his head and said with emotion, "Can you be more cruel?"

"Help me," Lin Feng yelled at Xu Zimo and the others, with blue veins on his forehead, "If I die, it will be your turn next."

"I'm sorry, a dead fellow is not a poor fellow, so you can go with peace of mind," Xu Zimo said, shaking his head.

"I want to save it too, but unfortunately I'm a waste and can't do anything."

"Hand over the geranium flower," the black-robed man said flatly.

Immediately, he saw his hands melt into knives, his aura condensed, and he chopped down heavily with his right hand.

Seeing that he was about to snatch Lin Feng's ring, at this moment, a bright sword light came from afar.

With a sound of "Boom", the sword light strangled towards him in the shape of a cross. The man in black robe focused his eyes slightly and slapped the sword light with both hands.

Just hearing a "boom", the whole person flew out backwards.

Everyone turned their heads to look, and saw Mu Changge walking towards him step by step, holding a three-foot green blade and his white Confucian robe fluttering in the wind.

"Uncle Master," the woman in the purple skirt greeted.

"Help me, Mu Changge," Lin Feng shouted for help as if seeing hope.

"Who are you?" The man in black robe asked with a frown.

"Mu Changge, Nine Heavens Sacred Sect," Mu Changge said with a light smile.

"Which one of Qiyao are you?"

"Yinghuo," the black-robed man said flatly.

"I will truthfully report this incident to the senior officials of my Holy Sect," Mu Changge said flatly.

"Go back, I won't embarrass you."

"Who am I? It turns out to be Elder Mu who is known as the Holy Sword," the black-robed man said with a faint smile.

"Everyone says you are invincible in the Melting Sky Realm, I would like to try."

"You still can't do it, you can try it with Qiyao," Mu Changge said lightly.

The man in black robe stared at Mu Changge, his scarlet eyes were uncertain.