I’m Really a Villain

The guard led Xu Zimo and his party towards the inner courtyard, shouting as they walked, "Master, someone is looking for you."

"Yelling, what a shame," a soft shout came from inside.

In the quiet courtyard, Huyanhe came out with a look of embarrassment and anger.

When seeing the three of Xu Zimo, Hu Yanhe was obviously taken aback.

"So it's Mr. Xu," Hu Yanhe forced a smile, and said, "I don't know what's the matter?"

"City Lord Huyan is not being kind," Xu Zimo said with a similar smile.

"I killed the bull demon to protect Chu City, and I even accompanied you to the Valley of the West Kings.

The Lord Huyan threw me there without saying a word, isn't it a bit unreasonable. "

Hearing Xu Zimo's words, Hu Yanhe breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he shook his head and said, "Sorry, I didn't control my emotions just now, so how about it. You rest in the mansion first, and I will ask my servants to prepare some gifts for you."

"There's no need for presents. I'll only take one thing here, and I won't take too much," Xu Zimo said.

"What does Mr. Xu want?" Hu Yanhe asked with a slight frown.

"Xiwang Sword," Xu Zimo said lightly.

Hearing this, Hu Yanhe's complexion changed, and then he said with a smile: "Mr. Xu was joking."

"Do you think I'm joking," Xu Zimo asked.

"Mr. Xu should know that I will not give the Xiwang Sword to anyone, not even if they kill me," Hu Yanhe said calmly with a cold face.

"Then kill you, and I will find it myself."

As soon as Xu Zimo's words fell, the bone demon next to him directly bullied him, and when Hu Yanhe had no time to react, he smashed all the bones in his body.

Huyanhe fell to the ground like a puddle of mud, and was dragged by the bone demon.

"What do you want to do?" Huyanhe shouted in pain.

"I think you didn't understand the situation," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

"We are not Da Chu, so we don't have to worry about influence, even if we massacre the city, it's nothing."

He took the lead to walk into the courtyard and came to the room where Hu Yanhe lived.

The floor of the room was covered with broken vases and overturned wooden tables. It could be seen that Hu Yanhe had indeed lost his temper just now.

"Tell me, where did you put it?" Xu Zimo asked.

Huyanhe snorted coldly and turned his head to one side.

Xu Zimo smiled, looked at the Bone Demon and said, "Gather all the children and women of the Huyan family in this mansion together."

"What do you want to do?" Huyanhe said nervously, his complexion changed.

"I want to know whether Xiwangjian is more important, or your wife and children," Xu Zimo replied.

"You are shameless," Hu Yanhe looked at Xu Zimo angrily, his eyes were full of anger.

"Think what you want," Xu Zimo said.

"Hand over the Xiwang Sword, you and your family will be safe, and Da Chu won't embarrass you any more, so you can blame me.

If you don't hand it in, you're dead, no matter how good the sword is, it won't be with you. "

Hearing Xu Zimo's words, Hu Yanhe fell silent slightly.

Seeing that the Bone Demon was about to go out, Hu Yanhe shouted loudly, "Slow down."

"What?" Xu Zimo asked.

"Can you guarantee that you will let us go if I hand over the Xiwang Sword," Hu Yanhe asked.

"We have no enmity, what good will it do me if I kill you," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

"Forget it, anyway, the Xiwang Sword cannot be used by me if I stay with me," Hu Yanhe took a deep breath.

The whole person seemed to have aged a lot in an instant.

Said: "It's okay to give it to you, but I want to remind you that even if you hold the Xiwang Sword in your hand, if it is not recognized, it is useless."

"I don't need to bother you," Xu Zimo said.

Hu Yanhe let out a breath, stood up and took out the black box from the floor under the bed.

Xu Zimo took the box, opened it, and saw the red sword lying quietly in it.

"You talk to it, and the sword soul inside can understand it," Hu Yanhe said from the side.

Xu Zimo smiled, held the red sword in his palm, and said with a smile, "Shall we talk?"

The next moment, a thick red mist enveloped Xu Zimo.

Bring his consciousness into that black space.

"Hello, human being," said a voice in the darkness.

"I won't talk nonsense anymore! If you can pass my test, let's talk again."

After the voice in the darkness fell, countless sword lights appeared between the sky and the earth.

"Don't use spiritual energy, just use one sword to break my move," the voice of the sword soul came.

I saw a sword appeared in front of Xu Zimo, it was a long sword for him to use.

"I'll give you time to think."

"No need, come directly," Xu Zimo said, picking up the long sword in front of him and waving his hand.

The voice in the darkness didn't speak anymore, only tens of thousands of sword qi surrounded the void.

The sharpness of the sword energy was revealed, and it came towards Xu Zimo from all directions.

"One sword breaks all spells," Xu Zimo snorted softly.

I saw him slowly swinging the long sword in his hand, and there were layers of ripples in the space at the point of the sword.

As if there was a suction force emanating from the long sword, Xu Zimo swung the long sword in his hand in a spinning posture.

With the increase of the suction force of the sword tip, all the surrounding sword qi were attracted.

Attached to the long sword.

As Xu Zimo turned faster and faster, his whole body was like a tornado, sucking up all the killing sword intent.

The next moment, I saw him swiping his long sword, and those sword intents condensed together, killing towards the side of the dark space.

The sword intent sank into the void and was gradually swallowed by the darkness.

"That's right, next level," the voice in the darkness said again.

"Don't be so troublesome, why don't you try my trick," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

Hearing this, Sword Soul let out a sigh, and laughed in an old voice: "In so many years, you are the first one I have met with such a loud tone."

"If you have strength, you will naturally speak loudly," Xu Zimo said.

Although he is a swordsman, but for weapons, if you know one of them, you can master all kinds of dharmas.

At Xu Zimo's level, any weapon can see through the essence and gain profound meaning

Xu Zimo put his left hand behind his back, held a sword in his right hand, and stabbed slowly towards the void.

It was obviously just a very ordinary sword, without any power to speak of.

But just such a stab, the whole space fell silent.

When that sword thrust came, it was horrifying, and the hairs on his body stood on end, as if he was being targeted by an indescribable and peerless sword intent, and he couldn't escape at all.

A long sword also appeared in the dark void.

The two swords collided like needlepoints against a wheat awning.

A powerful invisible sword intent fluctuated around, accompanied by a "boom" explosion.

The sword in Xu Zimo's hand drove straight in, directly destroying the sharp sword in the void.