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

The Yaochi Holy Land Competition is in full swing.

Finally, on the third day, the winner of this competition was decided.

The first prize is obtained by the contemporary saint Meng Ruyan.

Deserved.

At this time, there was an attractive and mature middle-aged woman, her figure suspended in mid-air.

"The next step is for Yaochi Holy Land to accept the challenges from all major forces."

After that, he turned around and left.

Don't underestimate the female disciples of Yaochi Holy Land. They are not just flower vases, they are very powerful.

At this time, in the martial arts arena, stood a female disciple who looked about eighteen years old.

Her figure is straight and slim, her face is beautiful and full of youthfulness.

She was seen holding a three-foot green blade, facing the ground diagonally. She was Liu Yiyi, who ranked tenth in this Yaochi Holy Land competition.

He is only one step away from reaching the peak of his power to become a god, and he will aspire to the Void Refining Realm.

"Who's coming?"

Liu Yiyi is now on the martial arts field, looking like a female sword fairy, with a heroic appearance. She holds a sword and asks everyone questions.

"I'm a disciple of the Eight Dragon Clan, Huangshan, please give me some advice."

I saw a young man flying in the air wearing the robes of a disciple of the Eight Dragon Sect. He looked ordinary and had the same peak Nascent Soul strength. He was absolutely inconspicuous in the crowd.

"watch out--"

Seeing this, Liu Yiyi frowned slightly, a fighting spirit flashed across her pretty face, she raised a three-foot green blade in her hand, jumped into the air, and slashed forward with a sword.

In the air, a blue sword energy formed. The sword energy was filled with majestic spiritual power, and was surrounded by the shadow of dragon water patterns. After a while, the surroundings of the sword energy turned into a huge wave.

The huge waves continued to boil, with the green sword energy in the middle, overwhelmingly rushing towards the young man in front.

"This is the sword's intention!"

Experts with sharp eyes can immediately judge that,

"The Julang Sword Intent is interesting."

The sword energy that understands the sword intention is ten times more powerful. What is the artistic conception?

Artistic conception means being immersed in the scene.

The young man below couldn't help but frown when facing the strong man who understood the sword's intention.

He only felt that he was in the midst of huge waves, and the huge waves around him were like murderous weapons, attacking him from all directions.

Nowhere to hide.

Huangshan suddenly felt bad. He didn't know how to disintegrate this sword energy, so he could only protect his chest with both hands, and a strong spiritual power burst out in his body, trying to block this sword energy.

"boom--"

The sword energy fell on Huang Shan's chest. He was like a kite with its string broken. He vomited blood and flew upside down in mid-air. His body hit the ground heavily and he passed out.

"Ah, is this a defeat?"

Seeing this, Liu Yiyi couldn't help but frown. She only used 70% of her strength, but the young man couldn't catch it, and was stunned for a moment.

"This little girl has understood the meaning of the sword at such a young age. She is truly a genius among geniuses."

Some elders from other forces praised the elders of Yaochi Holy Land.

The elder of Yaochi Holy Land couldn't help but nodded, his face expressionless, but inside he was as happy as a child weighing a hundred pounds.

"If this woman's realm breaks through to the Void Refining Realm, and coupled with the Julang Sword Intent, she will definitely have the strength of the top five." An old man said calmly with deep eyes.

On the other hand, Liu Yiyi on the court couldn't help but feel contempt in her heart. Could it be that the disciples of external forces were so unbearable?

At this moment, I saw a man in black flying from the sky, with a gloomy look on his face and aggressive eyes, looking at Liu Yiyi.

"I am the Holy Son of Xuantian Holy Land, Lu Changfeng." The young man smiled with a smile on his lips.

The Holy Son of Xuantian Holy Land?

For a moment, everyone was excited. They didn't expect that a mere disciple at the peak of the God Transformation Realm would attract a Saint Son in the Fusion Stage.

"It doesn't matter whether you are a holy son or not, come and fight."

As a swordsman, you should have an unstoppable tendency to move forward bravely. Once you are afraid, it will be extremely difficult to gather the heart of the sword in this life.

I saw Liu Yiyi erupting in her strongest posture, slashing forward with the long sword in her hand, and a green sword energy appeared in mid-air. At the same time, a huge wave accompanied by the sword energy came towards Lu Changfeng overwhelmingly.

"Haha, interesting!"

Lu Changfeng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, clenched his fingers into a fist, looked calm, and punched forward with a simple punch.

The shadow of the fist cut through the air and landed heavily on the overwhelming sword energy.

"Ding--"

Dazzling light filled the air, and the sword energy shattered in response. The power of the fist shadow did not diminish, and it fell heavily on Liu Yiyi.

Liu Yiyi frowned and quickly crushed a piece of jade talisman, and a thick spiritual shield was blocked in front of her.

"boom--"

There was a muffled sound, and the spiritual shield exploded instantly. Liu Yiyi's body was like a kite with its string broken, vomiting blood and flying upside down.

An ordinary punch directly knocked away a genius from the Yaochi Holy Land, and he was a genius who understood the meaning of the sword.

The elder of Yaochi Holy Land frowned. Xuantian Holy Land always behaved in a domineering manner, even the disciples below him behaved like this.

"Junior sister, are you okay?"

Outside the martial arts arena, a group of Yaochi Holy Land disciples supported Liu Yiyi and stared angrily at Lu Changfeng, as if they wished they could tear him into pieces right now.

"I heard that the Saint of Yaochi is not only unparalleled in appearance, but also amazing in martial arts. Lu has been yearning for the Saint for a long time."

"Be brave today and propose marriage to Yaochi Holy Land."

As soon as these words came out, there was an instant uproar. Lu Changfeng was actually peeping at the Yaochi Saint.

Thinking about it, it is understandable that the same saint, son and saint, is so powerful.

Just as Lu Changfeng finished speaking, an angry shout suddenly came from the air.

"Who do you think you are? You hurt the disciples of Yaochi Holy Land, and yet you dare to propose marriage to Yaochi Holy Land?"

Before the words could be spoken, a terrifying force arrived first.

"Buzz——"

The air exploded, and a terrifying fist shadow cut through the void and struck Lu Changfeng.

"Um?"

Lu Changfeng frowned, raised his hand, waved slightly, and shot forward a terrifying aura.

The two forces disintegrated.

Everyone saw a man wearing a green shirt, with a handsome face and firmness between his brows. He was suspended in the air, standing like an ancient god of war.

"Who are you?"

Lu Changfeng's eyes flashed with displeasure, and he unexpectedly attacked himself. If he hadn't been so powerful, the punch just now would have definitely seriously injured him.

It shouldn’t be, isn’t the young man in the void just in the early stage of refining the void?

Where did he get so much strength?

"Xiao Chen."

The young man in mid-air spoke calmly, his eyes filled with fighting intent.

The ancient holy body can kill enemies beyond levels. I wonder what it will be like against the Holy Son of Xuantian Holy Land?

"Xiao Chen, never heard of it!?"

Hearing this, Lu Changfeng couldn't help but sneer, and the contempt in his eyes became even stronger.

"Who are you?" Xiao Chen couldn't help asking.

These words made everyone present slightly stunned. Didn't the Holy Son of Xuantian Holy Land say it just now?

"Boy, listen up, I am the Holy Son of Xuantian Holy Land, Lu Changfeng."

Lu Changfeng spoke domineeringly.

"Sorry, never heard of it."

On the other hand, Xiao Chen in the void shook his head slightly, but he did not know the Holy Son of Xuantian Holy Land.

"Arrogant!"

Hearing this, Lu Changfeng's gloomy face flashed with displeasure. It was obvious that this person deliberately insulted him.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Changfeng moved and flashed high into the sky.