I’m Really a Villain

Hearing Luo Qingliu's words, Xu Zimo smiled indifferently and said, "Then I'll wait for you undead."

Luo Qingliu snorted coldly, and retreated to the side with Luo Qingxue and the others.

Luo Changfeng's whole body was enveloped by the power of the holy vein, and his scarlet eyes looked at Xu Zimo.

I saw his right foot slightly back, and his left foot took half a step forward.

He directly killed Xu Zimo.

The fist in his hand was filled with crimson aura, and the mark on his forehead was also shining.

In just a split second, he appeared in front of Xu Zimo.

A heavy punch hit Xu Zimo's body.

With a "boom", a wave of air spread around the two of them.

Luo Changfeng stared blankly at his fist. At that moment just now, he only felt as if he had hit an extremely hard piece of pig iron.

"Undead Battle Body?" Xu Zimo chuckled and said, "Have you played enough?"

"You..." Luo Changfeng was beating wildly in his heart, and wanted to say something, but the words seemed to be stuck in his mouth, and he didn't know what to say.

Xu Zimo grabbed the opponent's neck and slowly lifted Luo Changfeng up.

"How come," he said with some difficulty.

"How could there be such a big gap?" Xu Zimo said with a smile.

"I wanted to play with you, but I'm not interested in children's tricks."

"You want to kill me?" Luo Changfeng asked.

"Although your Zhenwu Sacred Sect is strong, you don't want to be enemies with the Shenri Sacred Sect and my undead race."

Are you threatening me? "Xu Zimo asked with narrowed eyes.

"No, I just want to know what will happen to me," Luo Changfeng said with a sad smile.

He was a little disheartened in his heart. As a genius of the undead race, he is now the holy son of the Holy Sun Sect.

No matter from which aspect, he is worthy of pride and envy.

He is bound to win the battle for destiny.

It's a pity that this sudden defeat now makes it difficult for him to accept.

Losing is not terrible, what is terrible is that he can't even see the gap between the other party, as if there is an insurmountable gap between the two, which makes him confused about the future.

The deadline for the formation of destiny is getting closer and closer, leaving less and less time for everyone to prepare.

For Luo Changfeng, who has been ahead of his peers since he was a child, this feeling of failure is very bad.

"Hand over the weak water drops," Xu Zimo said lightly.

"Let my Junior Brother and Junior Sister go, I can give it to you," Luo Changfeng said.

"You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me," Xu Zimo shook his head slightly.

Directly broke through Luo Changfeng's ring, and took out the weak water drop from it.

This weak water bead is standing on its companion water ladle, about the size of Miefeng bead.

The whole body is dark blue, giving people a dreamy feeling.

The moment he saw the weak water droplet, Xu Zimo could feel the vibration of the wind-killing droplet in his body getting stronger and stronger.

It seems that there is some kind of connection between the two.

Moreover, holding the weak water droplet in his hand, Xu Zimo felt it carefully, as if he could feel the rough waves of the sea rolling in front of his eyes.

In ancient times, there were three thousand weak waters and only one scoop was taken.

This weak water is the heaviest water, and it is rumored that a drop of weak water can destroy a mountain.

It is conceivable how heavy this weak water is, and warriors below the Vessel Respecting Realm can't even hold a drop of weak water.

And talk about the rivers where the weak water condenses, and the sea.

After Xu Zimo put away the weak water drops, he looked at Luo Changfeng and the others.

Luo Qingxue stood in front of Luo Changfeng nervously and vigilantly, looked at Xu Zimo and said, "Since Young Master Xu has obtained the Weak Water Bead, can you let us go?"

"I don't like trouble," Xu Zimo said shaking his head.

"Just like what he said to Gong Sunhong just now, in case you leak the news, besides, your sect is not willing to let it go."

Hearing Xu Zimo's words, Gong Sunhong on the side was laughing, the blood at the corner of his mouth looked bloody.

"You also have this day, and you will die too!"

"Noisy," Xu Zimo snorted coldly, waved his hand casually, and saw several auras flying out, directly splitting Gongsun Hong into pieces.

Seeing this scene, Luo Qingliu next to her immediately covered her mouth and looked at Xu Zimo in horror.

"Master Xu, there is no hatred between us," Luo Qingxue continued.

"What happened today, we can promise not to say anything.

Gongsun Hong disappeared with the weak water drop, even for the sect, we can say the same. "

"It's useless to talk, kill yourself, I can leave your whole body," Xu Zimo replied.

"If I do it myself, I'm afraid you will lose your bones."

"Since both the left and the right are dead, I would rather choose to die in battle," Luo Changfeng said lightly.

His scarlet eyes are very ferocious, the pupils are not focused, and the red mist around him is getting thicker and thicker.

Seeing that he was going to fight again, at this moment, everyone felt a coercion coming down from above.

"Okay, let the long wind recede," an old voice sounded from above.

Hearing the sound, Luo Changfeng was taken aback, and quickly looked up to the sky.

I saw an old man in white standing in the void, looking down with neither joy nor sorrow.

"Master, you are here," Luo Changfeng hurriedly greeted.

Hearing Luo Changfeng's words, the tense nerves of Luo Qingxue and the others also relaxed.

Brother Changfeng's master should be the ancestor who just broke through to the fairyland.

The old man was dressed in white, with a long white beard, and even his eyebrows were white.

The long hair is black and white, neatly tied behind the head, with a bit of fairy air.

"Master, why are you here?" Luo Changfeng asked suspiciously.

"Actually, I have been following you secretly," the old man said with a faint smile.

"What is a weak water drop, how could the sect let you take such an important thing at will.

Sending you here this time is actually a test.

You have just ascended to the position of the Holy Son, so you will inevitably have to do something to convince the public. "

"I've let you down," Luo Changfeng said disappointedly.

"No, do you know why I didn't make a move just now?" The old man shook his head and replied.

"In the face of the crisis of life and death, you did not back down, which proves that your path of martial arts is firm.

That's enough, if you beg for mercy, that's what really disappoints me. "

"Thank you for the teaching, Master," Luo Changfeng bowed deeply, and stepped aside.

The old man looked at Xu Zimo this time, and said with a slight smile: "Little baby of Zhenwu Shengzong, you are very good."

"Are you trying to lecture me?" Xu Zimo replied with a faint smile.

"You are indeed beyond my expectation." The old man shook his head and said, "The disciple I have carefully cultivated will be vulnerable to you.

No wonder you can take the first place in the six competitions. "