I’m Really a Villain

On the competition stage of the Holy Spring Sect, Morey breathed out a deep breath after recovering, and then stepped onto the competition stage.

"Let's get started," Morey said flatly, looking at Xu Zimo.

Xuan Gui whispered softly, and the fierce tiger roared loudly. He didn't dare to hold back, and directly killed Xu Zimo.

There was a sound of "clang", and except for a few big men present, many people didn't even see Xu Zimo's movement of drawing the knife clearly, and the light of the knife was already blooming brilliantly in front of his eyes.

This sword drawing technique was extremely fast and extremely sharp, before Mo Lei even had time to react, the phantom shadows of the tiger and tortoise around him were already shattered.

With a serious expression on his face, Morey quickly took two steps back.

He didn't expect the other party to destroy his two beast shadows easily with just an ordinary slash.

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He let out a long breath, and the phantom of the Samsara Pegasus reappeared, and the huge beast power rushed towards Xu Zimo.

"Ask the fifth form of the nineteenth form, the wind is blowing," Xu Zimo murmured softly.

The scimitar was rolled up like a storm, turning into an extreme gust of wind and blooming on the blade, the spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth changed instantly, strands of spiritual energy twisted into a tornado state, all attached to the tip of the knife.

When the scimitar collided with Morey's Pegasus of Samsara, cracks appeared on the stage under their feet at the same time.

The two extreme forces collided and were in a stalemate. The Samsara Pegasus roared, and those strange eyes seemed to reflect a great light.

Above the scimitar, the cold wind was boiling more and more, and the storm whizzed past, as if it wanted to bury the whole world.

Seeing Morey's almost distorted face, which was already exerting all his strength, Xu Zimo seemed to be able to cope with it very easily.

He slowly stepped back half a step, and said softly, "The sixth form, the killing knife."

When asked about the sixth form of the nineteenth form, the storm on the blade calmed down a little bit.

A choking bloody smell began to permeate all around, and Ba Ying's whole body was covered with a layer of blood red.

Morey looked at the red scimitar that had become alluring and strange, and a sea of ​​blood seemed to be reflected in front of his eyes.

The blood that filled the sky seemed to melt him, sweeping over from above.

In just a split second, the Samsara Pegasus shattered with a cry of pain. Morey couldn't dodge in time, and the scimitar went straight through his right shoulder.

The scene became quiet in an instant, only the sound of "click, click" sounded, and the competition ring that was already full of cracks was completely broken.

Drops of blood flowed from Morey's shoulder, and the scimitar that had already sucked blood looked even weirder.

"I lost," Morey uttered these three words with difficulty, with cold sweat streaming down his forehead.

Xu Zimo chuckled, pulled out the scimitar from its sheath, and then walked down the stage.

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"The disciples of the Holy Sect are really talented," Luo Changhe in the audience said with an embarrassed smile.

He also thought that Morey would lose before, but he didn't expect to lose so simply.

He was defeated in less than three moves.

"Brother Luo Miao praised," the elder Tianzhen shook his head with a smile, looked at Xu Zimo who had stepped down, and asked, "Little Mo, how long have you been practicing?"

"Less than half a year," Xu Zimo replied.

"Then where do you rank on the Inner Sect's Hidden Dragon Ranking?" the elder Tianzheng continued to ask.

Like the crouching tiger list of the outer sect, the inner sect naturally has its own ranking of the hidden dragon list.

"I'm ashamed, I haven't entered the Qianlong list yet," Xu Zimo sighed regretfully.

"Then you have to keep working hard, you can only be regarded as an elite inner disciple if you enter the Qianlong list," said the elder Tianzhen regretfully.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Luo Changhe's face became more and more embarrassing.

These two people were simply pretending to be aggressive in front of him. A disciple who failed to enter the Qianlong list tortured and killed the number one inner disciple of their holy spring sect.

If they were disciples of the Qianlong list, wouldn't they be able to hang and beat their core disciples?

Luo Changhe absolutely did not believe that with Xu Zimo's strength, he would not be able to enter the Qianlong list, but he couldn't refute anything, who made his disciples not live up to expectations.

Otherwise, he should be the one who pretended to be aggressive now, and it was the first time he discovered that Tianzhen, an old fellow, held such grudges.

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"Elder Tianzhen, this inner sect grand competition is over. I will let the elders entertain you later. The matter of the saintess of the fairy sect cannot be delayed. I may have to deal with it now," Luo Changhe couldn't bear it. The bragging of the two of them prepared to find an excuse to leave.

"It's okay, you can go, don't worry about us," the Elder Tianzhen waved his hand and said with a smile: "I have benefited a lot from watching the Inner Sect Grand Competition this time. The Holy Spring Sect is really full of talents."

"I'm about to leave and you're still pretending?" Luo Changhe smiled at the elder Tianzhen, the kind who smiled on the surface, but actually greeted the eighteenth generation of the elder Tianzhen several times in his heart.

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At this time, within the Zhenwu Sacred Sect, Xu Qingshan was enveloped by the majestic aura of the vast sea.

When the aura broke through the sky, several waves of holy power also appeared in various places in Zhenwu Shengzong.

When these holy prestige faintly merged into one piece, the divine majesty billowed in the sky, as if the heaven and earth were about to collapse, and the birth of the great emperor was as grand.

The wind blew away, and the blue sky was rumbling with explosions. Elder Xian Yun's complexion turned pale, and he only felt the momentum turn back, his throat was sweet, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Sect Master Xu, don't be angry, we don't want to start a war with the Holy Sect," Elder Fan Yun hurriedly grabbed Elder Xian Yun, and said respectfully: "Elder Xian Yun is also a little too emotional because of the matter of the saint. Sect Master Xu, don't take offense."

"Since the founding of Shengzong, you are one of the few people who dare to be presumptuous," Xu Qingshan snorted coldly, and grabbed Qingluan with his right palm.

The aura of heaven and earth condensed into a big hand in an instant, and the index finger of this big hand was lightly pressed down, as if the sky was falling apart.

The endless aura spread out at the fingertips, and a vortex like a black hole was squeezed and broken.

The space collapsed, the rules were disordered, and the huge Qingluan was wiped out by the fingers before it even had time to scream.

There was a large vacuum in the space where Qingluan originally existed, and Elder Xianyun beside him was sweating coldly on his forehead.

You must know that she is also at the Saint Vein Realm, when Xu Qingshan made a move just now, she didn't even have a chance to resist.

Fortunately, Xu Qingshan was facing Qingluan just now, not her.

"This is a lesson, if there is another time, this Qingluan will be the fate of your Immortal Sect," Xu Qingshan said flatly.

"Sect Master Xu, I offended you this time, and I apologize to your sect for what I did just now," Elder Xian Yun was silent for a moment, and then said slowly.

The Saint Vein Realm is already the part of the people standing at the top of this world, and it is very rare for a Saint Vein Realm to apologize.