Villain: A Twenty-Year-Old Quasi-Emperor Still Forces Me To Cheat?

"System, bring up the person panel."

[Host: Li Nian]

[Cultivation: Quasi-Emperor Peak]

[Age: twenty years old]

[Physique: Chaos Holy Body]

[Kung Fu: Dayan Turtle Breathing Jue (others are rubbish)]

[Supernatural powers: Great Desolate Prisoner's Finger, Reincarnation Finger (available in the Great Emperor Realm), others are garbage. 】

[Spiritual Weapon: Human Emperor Seal (grade unknown)]

[Road: One single dog! 】

[System level: Level 1. 】

[Evaluation: Entering Novice Village for the first time, understanding the tip of the iceberg of this world, being alone, with no background behind you. 】

Li Nian: "..."

Is this system as arrogant as ever, or is it still a single person?

Who is not single at the age of twenty?

Reincarnation Finger, this magical power is terrifying.

It is not as violent as the Great Desolate Prisoner's Heavenly Finger, but is instead extremely weird.

The so-called reincarnation means being able to break the laws of time and space and kill the opponent in the long river of time.

However, this kind of heaven-defying magical power can only be used by breaking through to the realm of the Great Emperor and mastering the law. At present, it is more like a useless thing.

"Only by breaking through to the Great Emperor can we be truly worry-free."

Deep in his heart, Li Nian couldn't help but sigh. Ever since the Human Emperor's Seal was exposed, he was like a rat crossing the street. Everyone yelled at him to beat him. Fortunately, he had been obedient enough before.

Only when you reach the quasi-emperor level can you have the power to protect yourself.

Now that he has the system in hand, none of the forces that once pursued him will be left behind.

However, the Shenxiao Dynasty was the first step in his revenge.

That night.

The evening breeze caresses everything gently, and the darkness is like a coat, draped over the earth, making it slightly quiet.

The Kingdom of the Western Jin Dynasty, the capital.

The lights are brightly lit, people are coming and going on the streets, and it is very lively. It is a thick human fireworks.

In a restaurant called Zuixianlou, there was a young man who was unparalleledly handsome, with a jade face and a handsome figure. He was leaning against the window, sipping wine and looking at the crowd below.

Even though it was dark, there was constant shouting and shouting, and countless vendors raised their goods to show passers-by. Some would pause in their steps, while others would have expressionless faces.

At this moment, a burst of noise came, and on the street below, people formed a circle and looked at the young man lying on the ground in the circle, vomiting blood.

The young man was dressed in gorgeous robes and was in his early twenties. He looked quite handsome. He was vomiting blood and covered his chest with his hands, showing a look of pain.

"Trash, others are afraid of you, the second son, but I am not afraid of you, the Holy Son."

"Be wise and stay away from Princess Snow, otherwise even if your father is the King of Zhenbei, he won't be able to save you."

I saw that the person speaking had an ordinary appearance, but there was an evil aura between his brows. He was dressed in Xuantian Holy Land clothes. He was looking down from a high position with contempt in his eyes as he looked at the Prince of Zhenbei, Lin Fan, who was lying on the ground.

"Ahem~"

Lin Fan covered his chest and coughed up blood. Just now, the follower of the Holy Son Long Tian of the Xuantian Holy Land slapped him half to death, leaving him speechless.

Everyone knows that soon, Long Tian proposed marriage to the Western Jin Kingdom and wanted to marry Murong Xue. Murong Xue and the prince of Zhenbei were childhood sweethearts.

In Long Tian's eyes, Murong Xue was his woman, and he could not tolerate his woman interacting with other men.

The majestic Holy Son of Xuantian Holy Land was being gossiped about by others, and there seemed to be a green prairie above his head. How could he bear it? He wanted to kill Lin Fan, a loser, right away.

"Oh, what a pity. Prince Zhenbei and Princess Xue are both talented and handsome."

"Xuantian Holy Land is so powerful that it cannot be ignored. How can a Zhenbei Palace fight against the Holy Land?"

"It is said that Lin Fan was a famous genius before he was fifteen years old, but for some unknown reason, his cultivation was completely lost overnight."

"In this world where martial arts is respected, whoever has the strongest fist is the truth."

…

The people watching were talking a lot.

"Your Majesty, are you okay?" The guard protecting Lin Fan stepped forward to help Lin Fan, whose chest had collapsed.

On the other hand, Lin Fan's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he stared at Long Tian and his men with eyes that seemed to be able to eat people.

Long Tian's face was gloomy and his eyes were joking as he said: "I'm warning you one last time. If I find out next time that you come into contact with Xue'er, it won't be as simple as teaching you a lesson."

"What do you want to do? This is the Kingdom of the Western Jin Dynasty." Beside Lin Fan, an old man took a step across and stood in front of him.

The old man is at the pinnacle of the Fusion Realm.

"Hmph, it's just a peak of integration, and I'm talking nonsense here?"

At this moment, a middle-aged man walked out from behind Long Tian. He snorted coldly, and a huge force spread from his body, pressing down on the old man with terrifying pressure.

In the Mahayana realm, the strength of middle-aged people is actually that of the Mahayana realm.

One realm, one heaven, cannot be crossed.

The terrifying coercion fell on the old man of the Lin family. He was immediately sweating profusely, breathing rapidly, and he knelt down more and more.

A trace of murderous intent flashed in Long Tian's eyes, and he spoke slowly: "Uncle Hong, deal with them."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man nodded slowly. It seemed that the Holy Son was not going to let Lin Fan and the others go. He raised his hand, and a terrifying force formed in his palm.

The onlookers were so frightened that they quickly ran away.

Lin Fan and others felt an aura of death coming from them, and some of the guards even trembled slightly.

"Power, I want power."

"If I have great strength, why am I so downcast?"

"Why, why did I lose all my cultivation overnight? I'm not willing to accept it."

"I, Lin Fan, am not willing to give in!!!"

Lin Fan kept roaring in his heart, his body was trembling slightly in unbearable pain, his eyes were spitting fire, he clenched his hands, and his nails dug into his flesh, leaving traces of blood.

"die!"

The middle-aged man's face was extremely cold. He pressed his palm forward and blasted towards Lin Fan and others with a terrifying force.

"Don't even think about it. If you want to hurt the young master, even if you die, you have to step over my body."

The next moment, the old man of the Lin family burned his essence and blood, and his strength suddenly increased. He was already vaguely as strong as the early Mahayana.

"Uncle Fu, no!"

Behind Uncle Fu, Lin Fan ignored the pain and shouted, his voice was hoarse and there was a hint of weakness in his words.

At this moment, he urgently needs strong power.

A look of death flashed across Uncle Fu's face, and he shouted: "Take the young master quickly and go to the palace. No matter what, please protect the prince."

"Uncle Fu, no!"

A look of disdain flashed across the face of the middle-aged man from Xuantian Holy Land: "Humph, do you want an ant to escape too?"

Just when the Lin family guards were about to take Lin Fan away, a buzzing sound rang in the air, and an ordinary wine glass was seen piercing the air and hitting the middle-aged man in Xuantian Holy Land on the head.

"Pfft."

There was a muffled sound in the air, and the head of the middle-aged man in Xuantian Holy Land was like a firework exploding, turning into a ball of blood mist in the air, which was beautiful.

Seeing this, anger could be seen on Long Tian's face: "Who? Dare to attack and kill people from my Xuantian Holy Land?"

At this moment, everyone saw a figure suspended in the air, dressed in white, with a tall and slender figure, a jade face and a handsome face. He was as handsome as an immortal.

He lowered his eyes and looked down at Long Tian, ​​with a smile on his lips and said: "Xuantian Holy Land, isn't it amazing?"