We Villains Don’t Want to Be a Stepping Stone

In the sky above the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, a cloud suddenly gathered.

I saw a Kowloon Golden Punch, which stopped firmly in mid-air.

Above it, a black-clothed figure was reclining on the soft couch, holding a green wine glass in his hand, sipping gently.

Below, countless disciples began to cheer.

"Master Ling Xiao!! I love you!!"

"Young Master Ling Xiao, for generations to come!!"

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"Young Master Ling Xiao, who will compete with you!!"

At this moment, these Demon Sect disciples screamed hard, as if they had forgotten how they slandered Ling Xiao just now.

It is also true that compared to Qin Feng, the true disciples, even the inner disciples, the training resources that they can usually receive from the sect are extremely limited.

And once you hug Ling Xiao's thigh, at least medicine pills or something, you don't have to worry anymore.

You didn't see that even Senior Sister Fu Yunyao was hanging around behind the Young Master all day long.

Man, sometimes you have to be realistic.

Like it or not is one thing, licking it or not, of course, is another matter.

Ling Xiao stood up, waved at the disciples on the mountain, and immediately stepped out, as if walking, and in a blink of an eye, he was in front of Qin Feng.

Some disciples with lower cultivation bases were stunned and admired.

"Brilliant!! Young Master Ling Xiao's movement is like a dragon walking in the clouds, trotting mountains and rivers, free and easy with wanton, domineering and unparalleled!"

"Yeah! Young Master Ling Xiao is worthy of being the first arrogant of my Wan Dao Demon Sect. As far as this movement technique is concerned, I am afraid that no one in the sect can match it."

The licking dogs went online and deliberately raised their voices, trying to let Ling Xiao hear their voices.

"Hmph, worm-carving trick."

Qin Feng's face sank, and there was a faint jealousy in his eyes.

He is not jealous of the flattery of these ordinary disciples, but at this time, Fu Yunyao's beautiful eyes can no longer see other people, and he is staring at Ling Xiao with affection.

"Little Lord…"

"Junior Sister Yunyao, long time no see."

Ling Xiao stood with his hands behind his back, his black clothes vibrating with the wind, his unspeakably dashing and straight, dazzling.

"Hahaha, the young master is still as handsome and unparalleled as ever."

The coldness in Qin Feng's eyes flowed, and he really didn't want to see the two of them flirting with each other, so he interrupted immediately.

"Huh? Brother Qin is radiant and his aura is even better than before. It seems that he hasn't slackened in recent times."

Ling Xiao turned to look at Qin Feng, the corner of his mouth raised a faint arc.

Thirty o'clock luck, you dare to use me as a stepping stone.

Is it the courage that Aunt Liang gave you?

Originally, Ling Xiao was still thinking that a true legend of a sect should have some luck on his body, so that he could take the opportunity to suppress and plunder a wave.

But now, he was really angry.

These days, what stinky fish and rotten shrimp dare to provoke him?

No, I have to make good rules for them today.

"Haha, Young Master Ling Xiao's mouth is still very good, but in this world, you can't live long by relying on your mouth alone."

"What Senior Qin said is very true, but I don't know what kind of death Senior Brother likes?"

"you!!!"

Qin Feng's face condensed, and his whole body suddenly had a demonic energy rushing into the sky, just like an unparalleled Demon Venerable posture.

"Junior brother, the position of the young master has always been held by the capable. It is not long before the younger brother joined the sect. I think it is better not to be so ostentatious for the time being, or else I will be crushed by others in the future, won't I lose the face of my Wandao Demon Sect?"

"Hehe, I'm afraid that senior brother is thinking too much. After all, there are not many people who live and die like you this year."

Ling Xiao smiled lightly, with a calm air of his own.

"Forget it, I'll ask the younger brother one last time, will you give or not give up the position of the young master?"

At this time, Qin Feng's words sounded polite.

But once Ling Xiao voluntarily admits defeat and gives up the position of young master, I am afraid that Dao Xin will be damaged in the future.

In this way of practice, one is to pay attention to talent, and the other is to belong to the Tao.

Dao heart is stable, can overcome all difficulties and achieve the supreme Dao.

But once the Dao heart is dusty or has a crack, it will breed demons in the practice, hindering the progress.

Qin Feng's move is not insidious.

At this time, under the battlefield, many young disciples already had a hint of anticipation on their faces.

Qin Feng was personally passed down by the elders, and he was naturally among the top in the sect with a magical power.

Although Ling Xiao is not good at shooting, he is the son of the Ling family, and has been synonymous with Tianjiao since he was a child.

These two people collide together, and although the result is very clear, the process must be extremely exciting.

"Let? Hehe, other than me, the Myriad Demon Sect can afford the title of Young Master?"

Ling Xiao smiled domineeringly, without any intention of taking Qin Feng seriously.

A person who is in the late Xuanqing stage and has no luck in his body, even if he doesn't use his trump card, he will be wiped out with a wave of his hand.

If it wasn't for Ling Xiao's worry that his realm had risen too much, he would have attracted too many prying eyes. With his current villain value, he would have been able to step into the peak level long ago.

In the late Xuanqing period, he dared to be presumptuous in front of him?

"Domineering! As expected of the young master Ling Xiao, the temperament is really hard to grasp."

The eyes of many disciples shone with brilliance.

Not to mention that Ling Xiao was a bit pretentious at this time.

But this look and this daring look are really not worthy of the identity of the young master of the Demon Sect.

When it comes to pretending to be coercive, Ling Xiao is definitely serious!

"Haha, it seems that Young Master Ling Xiao is also very confident in himself."

Under the stage, Xiao Tu smiled lightly. Although he did not deal with Ling Xiao, he had some understanding of Qin Feng's strength.

With his strength, even if he wanted to beat him, it would be a miserable victory at best.

Moreover, everyone is the true biography, and there must be some terrible cards in their hands.

Xiao Tu had never seen Qin Feng play his trump card, so he was not sure of winning.

And it seems that after hearing Xiao Tu's words, Ling Xiao suddenly turned his head and glanced at him.

But just at a glance, Xiao Tu has a sense of crisis like an enemy.

"Huh? This feeling..."

In an instant, Xiao Tu broke out in cold sweat.

how is this possible?

Why did the coercion just now feel like a situation?

impossible! !

The seventeen-year-old strong general has never appeared in the Holy State.

Must be an illusion!

Ling Xiao sneered, he had already seen Xiao Tu and others hiding in the crowd.

Compared to Qin Feng, he was somewhat interested in this true disciple.

1000 points of air transport value, although it is not as good as Baizhixi, but pressing and pressing is also a bit oily.

"Did, Xiao Tu's mind is traumatized, congratulations to the host for getting 100 points of luck and 1,000 points of villain."

"Huh? So empty? You can rob a hundred luck at a glance? Sure enough, the air in the Holy State is sweeter."

Ling Xiao smiled inexplicably, and in Qin Feng's eyes, this was a complete provocation.

"Humph! Since Junior Brother Ling Xiao is obsessed, then Senior Brother will discuss with you a few tricks today. It's just that on this battlefield, life and death are irrelevant, so Junior Brother should be careful."

Qin Feng gave a soft drink, and his white clothes flew out of thin air, and his eyes seemed to contain magic light.

Above his head, a demonic spear gradually manifested its true form.