We Villains Don’t Want to Be a Stepping Stone

"Um?"

Qin Chu stood there in a daze, looking at the painfully distorted face in front of him, a little doubt in his heart.

too weak.

How could the power of 100 Hz be so weak?

Even smashing it on his hand, there is no pain at all?

Could it be that this good big brother is still hiding his strength?

"Push!"

Before Qin Chu could figure out the reason, the entire mountain road suddenly became eerily silent.

Then, everyone was stunned to see that Baihe's figure flew out in an instant, fell several meters away, and just fell to the ground, and didn't get up for a long time.

And his arm that collided with Qin Chu had completely shown a strange curvature.

Obviously, with one punch, Baihe's arm bones were completely shattered.

Can! !

how is this possible?

Although this Baihe is not the top arrogant in the southern border, the cultivation method of Shuoyuan Department pays attention to the combination of spiritual bodies.

Baihe's physical body is outstanding even when looking at the younger generation of Southern Border.

But now...

hiss.

Many Nanjiang Tianjiao, whose faces were full of sarcasm, were clearly terrified.

A punch, smashing the arm bones of Baihe, such a huge force, can be called terrifying.

Could it be that this young man is a genius of body refinement?

No wonder he didn't have any spiritual power fluctuations, it turned out to be the side door.

Although the art of body refining is not lost.

However, since ancient times, there have been only a handful of human monks who have achieved the supreme achievement solely by their physical bodies.

In other words, the flesh of the human race is not as good as the monster race.

Compared with spiritual practice, this path is bound to be much narrower.

Even if some sects inherit the techniques of body refining, they are only regarded as a kind of training, not orthodox.

Unexpectedly, this time when Tianchi was opened, a body-refining monster appeared.

"Brother Baihe!!"

A group of Tianjiao from the Shuoyuan Department shouted in surprise and rushed to Baihe's side, looking at the latter's pale face and broken arm bones, their faces were full of fear and shock.

"Little beast!! I didn't expect you to hide your cultivation base!!"

"That's right!! My Shuoyuan Department has no grudges against you, why are you so cruel?"

"I think you are deliberately wanting to put the Baihe clan brother to death!!"

"This…"

Qin Chu stood blankly on the spot, with a flustered expression on his face.

They... actually saw that I was hiding my cultivation?

Moreover, I only used 70% of my physical strength, how could I abolish his arm?

Even in the realm of self-cultivation, broken arms and broken legs can be regenerated.

But, this regeneration takes time.

Right now, the competition for Tianchi is about to start. Baihe was seriously injured and obviously lost his qualifications for the competition.

only! !

I didn't mean to, who knew he was so weak?

"Fellow Daoists, I really didn't mean it, you can see it, I didn't use all my strength at all."

Qin Chu's attitude was extremely sincere.

After a while, the entire mountain road fell silent again.

Everyone stared blankly at the sackclothed young man with a complicated expression.

Above the fairy mountain, a cool wind suddenly blows.

Especially the arrogance of the Shuoyuan Department, their eyes widened, and they were silent for a long time.

I'm sorry.

It's not that we haven't seen arrogant people, but... is this guy too arrogant?

Not using all your strength? !

What do you mean, if you use all your strength, the Baihe clan brother will be gone? !

"Brothers, take action together and teach this ignorant bastard a lesson!!"

Anger flashed in the eyes of the people of Shuoyuan Department, and the whole body was bright, and they all moved towards Qin Chu.

"Why are you so aggressive?"

Qin Chu stood there, his figure a little lonely.

At this time, he couldn't figure it out, it was obvious that Baihe was going to compete with him, and he was defeated again.

Why do these people insist that he is ignorant?

The masters are right, the outside world is really complicated and sinister.

"This is what you forced me to do!"

Qin Chu lowered his head, his face completely cold.

Around him, the power of spirit rippling quietly, thousands of divine shadows appear alternately, evolving boundless visions.

At this time, his heart was also a little flustered.

Although the six masters often say that he is gifted with extraordinary talents, there is no one in the ages.

But facing seven or eight Southern Border Tianjiao at the same time, even he felt a lot of pressure.

After all, we haven't fought before, and we don't know if we can fight or not.

On the top of the mountain, Ling Xiao stood in the void with his hands behind his back.

Just now, when he was about to fall from mid-air, he suddenly felt a terrifying wave at the foot of the mountain.

Then, he saw Baihe's figure flying out, a leek with golden light all over his body, which caught his eye.

Five thousand luck, Vientiane body.

Very easily, Ling Xiao guessed the origin of this young man.

It's just that he didn't act in a hurry, but quietly observed the changes in the youth's aura.

Xiansheng swordsmanship, alchemy, innate divine power, and a... mysterious and mysterious soul fluctuations.

These rare talents in the world, even at the same time

appeared in a person.

You want to say that there are not a few hidden masters behind this young man, is it possible?

Heirs of the Six Demons, is this here?

The corner of Ling Xiao's mouth raised a smile, this template is a bit interesting.

It turns out that I'm really a cultivator, or...my six masters are super tricky?

"This gentleman..."

On the top of the mountain, an elder frowned, looking at the boy in white standing in the void with a hesitant expression.

In the past few days, the sect master has ordered to clean the mountain road, rectify the sectarian affairs, and prepare to welcome the arrival of the holy son.

It's just that what this holy son looks like, not to mention his Xianxuanzong, even the elders of the holy religion, don't know.

Can…

Looking at the immortal rhythm of the young man above his head, the elder of Xianxuanzong faintly felt...

Do not! I am very convinced that this young man, Bacheng is the Lord of the Son! !

Otherwise, looking at the southern border, who would have the guts to dare to be so arrogant and provoke him with the Iron Law of Xianxuanzong?

Gan.

I didn't expect that the young adult that all the elders of the Xianxuan Sect were looking forward to was actually met by me first.

Create! ! This is a step-by-step creation! !

Thinking like this, I saw that the elder of the Xianzong suddenly spit on his hand, sipped his hair, and wanted to bow first.

"Old Immortal Xuanzong Elder Li Wuyong, pay tribute to the Holy Son!!"

The entire Immortal Xuanzong suddenly became quiet.

Then all the disciples looked at the elder Li who was kneeling on the ground and couldn't bear to get up, with a hint of doubt in their eyes.

"Um?"

Li Wuyong bowed his head and knelt down, frowning.

I'm sorry.

Could it be that the Son did not like this way of meeting?

Then I... change one?

Li Wuyong raised his head and took out his Qiankun bag, "Saint..."

only! !

There is no Ling Xiao figure in the void.

"Um?"

Li Wuyong's expression was sluggish, and a hint of embarrassment gradually emerged in his eyes.

Dad... not right! Where did the Son go?

At the foot of Xuansi Mountain, Qin Chu was dressed in sackcloth, and his sword energy was soaring into the sky.

In front of him, several Tianjiao from the Shuoyuan Department looked grim, and they sacrificed their spiritual treasures and smashed them down at Qin Chu.

Ripples appeared in the void, shattering layer by layer, as if it could not withstand such an offensive.

Can…

Just as the few glittering spirit treasures were about to fall on Qin Chu, a sword intent suddenly floated between the heavens and the earth.

"Om."

The harsh sound of sword chants resounded, and countless rays of light rose into the sky.

The sound of the avenue spread for thousands of miles, and a cold and extreme sword intent slammed down.