We Villains Don’t Want to Be a Stepping Stone

"Holy Son Ling Xiao, just tell me to wait to see your divine appearance."

The head of the seven was a young man in black armor with gloomy eyes and a demonic aura all over him. He was actually a sixth-rank genius.

At this time, Sha Wushe was also filled with resentment.

Originally, he planned to use this Tianchi dispute to become famous in the sea area.

But now, it seems that his demeanor has been taken away by the young man in front of him?

But it doesn't matter.

The holy son of the holy religion, the benchmark of the arrogance of the human race.

As long as he is punished, he will be a little hero of the sea clan in the future!

"Please begin your performance."

Ling Xiao looked coldly at the group of chickens in front of him, one Shenhou sixth-rank, two Shenhou fifth-rank, and four third-rank and fourth-rank people.

For these seven people, Ling Xiao didn't even need to draw a sword, he could kill them with a wave of his finger.

Of course, the reason why he wanted to fight against the seven of them alone was not just for pretending to be aggressive.

Villain, what are you pretending to be, be careful! !

The reason why he did this was to ensure that the one who entered Tianchi was the Tianjiao of the human race.

In this way, the next good show will attract the common anger of the human race forces.

After all, the Sea Clan was already hostile to the Human Race. Even if all these Hai Clan arrogances died in the Xianxuan Ancient Sect, at most it would attract the hatred of the strong Sea Clan, but for the Human Race, it would be a great achievement.

This violated his original intention!

It is enough for a representative of the Sea Clan to enter, and when the time comes...he will give himself a big surprise for this time-traveling fellow.

"Hmph!! Everyone, follow me and ask this Lord Son to see the demeanor of my sea clan's pride."

Sha Wushe sneered coldly, and the demonic energy outside his body turned into mystery, faintly condensing into a phantom of a blood shark.

The remaining six people also have a demonic aura covering the sky, stirring up thousands of miles of wind and clouds.

The endless spiritual power wanted to shatter the sky.

Even if it is a god-king powerhouse, facing a team of seven people, he might have to avoid the edge for the time being.

Seeing this scene, the complexions of many elders and disciples in Xianxuanzong all changed.

only! !

Just when Ling Xiao's eyes were clear and he gently raised his palm, above the far sky, there was a loud and clear sword chant, which suddenly resounded! !

"Buzz!"

In an instant, the Wanli Yaoyun shattered instantly.

The ultimate sharpness turned into a sharp edge, cutting through the sky.

I saw an ancient sword lingering in the clear light, hanging down from the sky, and inserted obliquely on the battle platform.

In the next moment, a deep and indifferent voice suddenly resounded through the world.

"A few stinky fish and rotten shrimps, dare to be presumptuous?"

Hearing the sound, Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and when he looked up again, a figure of a young man in black had stepped over from the void.

The long snow-white hair fluttered in the wind, and there was a palpitating chill on that handsome face.

The clear light was shining, and it was hard to hide his arrogance and arrogance.

The divine power is unmatched, not as sharp as the half ray in his eyes.

even! !

Every time he took a step down, Dao sounds could be heard in the sky, and the colorful fairy rhyme turned into a shadow, piercing the sky like a peerless sword.

In the entire Xianxuanzong, there are thousands of swords singing together, and the way of the sword is unparalleled.

Even He Lianshan and other god emperor powerhouses were actually restrained by this panicked heavenly power at this time, only feeling cold all over their bodies, like cutting with sharp knives.

"Buzz."

Countless sword cultivators tried their best to suppress the fairy sword in their hands, for fear that in the next second, their spiritual treasure would break out of its sheath and fly towards the boy.

What kind of sword talent and what kind of cultivation is this?

Throughout the history of the Holy State, there are countless amazing talents.

But who can practice swordsmanship all the way to such a level at the age of sixteen or seventeen?

Juvenile sword fairy, invincible posture!

Shengzhou, when did such a monstrous person appear again? !

until! !

The white-haired boy descended from the sky and landed in front of Ling Xiao.

The next moment, a frightening scene appeared.

I saw him suddenly bowing down and bowing deeply towards Ling Xiao. On that cold and arrogant face, a touch of...gentleness and shyness suddenly bloomed.

"Brother, I'm here."

"good."

Ling Xiao smiled lightly, from the moment he saw the ancient stone sword, he knew... Ling Tian was coming.

only! !

Even though he had seen this young man's talent with his own eyes, he was still amazed by his cultivation at this moment.

Six thousand luck, complete swordsmanship, god... seventh rank.

Obviously, in this short period of half a year, Ling Tian's cultivation has undergone earth-shaking changes.

At the peak of the sword road, there is no distraction.

With three thousand divine swords as a calamity, and an ancient sword as a long-cherished wish, this waste of the Ling clan finally reached nirvana and reached the pinnacle of the Great Dao.

The principle of perfection is the shackles of this world, and it is difficult for even the god emperor to touch it.

Even Ling Xiao, if he didn't rely on the system, it would be difficult to complete the Taoism.

However, Ling Tian did it.

"Sacred Son Ling Xiao's younger brother again?"

"This... is too scary, right?"

"The posture of a sword fairy... I am a human race."

Countless elders of the Immortal Sect were amazed, and even Qin Chu, the monstrous person who inherited the sword demon lineage, was shocked by Ling Tian's talent for swordsmanship at this time.

too strong! !

The kind of oppression that comes from the sword intent is even more terrifying than the cultivation base oppression.

even! !

Qin Chu had a vague feeling that no one in the world could stop this young man's sword.

One extreme is to slash immortals with a wave of hands.

"Brother, I'm here, so let me...defeat ten thousand enemies for you."

At the corner of Ling Tian's mouth, there was a brilliant brilliance.

A sword cultivator like him shouldn't have such thoughts.

Yes, inexplicable.

Seeing Ling Xiao, he felt warm, as if everything in the world couldn't match what he just said... yes.

Ever since he was a child, Ling Xiao has never praised him, and even whenever he achieved something, he would be reprimanded by his brother.

At that time when I was young, Ling Tian didn't understand the deep meaning of it, but now it seems that this is my brother's deep love for me! !

Without my brother, how can I reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship?

Brother, I'm sorry, even if you have forgiven me, I can't forgive myself.

You have shouldered too much for me.

Now, here I am, no one in this world can humiliate you again.

No, even if the heavens and the earth humiliate you, I will... Slaughter the heavens, kill the six realms, and respect you.

Brother, let me stand in front of you and block the coldness of this world for you.

"This...Sect Master Helian, this is not in compliance with the regulations, right? How can your human race be so fickle? How can you change the rules of this martial arts competition at will?"

Sha Yun frowned, and suddenly, he regretted it in his heart.

It seems that this Tianchi dispute...was not the luck of his blood shark clan, but more like...a catastrophe?

"I don't care about the Tianchi battle. If you want to fight my brother, fight me first."

Lightly grasping Ling Tian's palm, Zhu Xian's ancient sword rose from the ground in an instant, floating in the blue sky.

On it, there are vast fairy charms, bright spiritual sun, and a faint fairy shadow standing in the sky.

"Arrogance!!! The human race is arrogant!! Do you really think we are afraid of you?"

Sha Wushe's eyes were blood red, and his face was already completely ferocious.

humiliation! ! This is totally humiliating! !

First it was Ling Xiao, and now it's this boy again! !

Although! !

The white-haired boy's swordsmanship was astounding, but at this moment, Sha Wushe could clearly feel that his cultivation was still at the level of a god.

In other words, one god, and seven other gods?

He... is not arrogant! !

This is simply killing me! ! !

"Follow me!! Today, I want to testify for the Sea Clan!!"