Villain Boss: Start from the East Undefeated

Chapter 408 Sword 23 Six Destruction Without Self
Xiongba's words became more and more gentle, his eyes were full of affection, and he looked straight at the east.

"Old bastard, I want to eat tender grass!"

Dongfang cursed secretly, but still had a smile on his face. He looked at the bowl in his hand curiously, and subconsciously asked, "Didn't I always accompany you?"

Hearing this, Xiongba stretched out his hands, grabbed Dongfang's shoulders, and said: "I mean... Dongfang, would you marry me? When I set foot on Supreme, you will be the most honorable woman in the world!"

"marry you?"

Dongfang was stunned for a moment, then blushed, and broke away from Xiongba's hands, and said in a very small tone: "You...why are you like this?"

"I... I... It's too sudden, I don't know!"

Hearing Dongfang's tiny voice, looking at that blushing face, Xiongba's heart surged with flames, and there was an urge to hug the girl in front of him tightly.

However, before Xiongba could make a move, Dongfang suddenly raised his head, looked at Xiongba shyly, and said in a low voice: "Which... I swore that I want to marry me, unless I can beat me!"

"If you can beat me, I will agree! I can give you two more shots."

After speaking, Dongfang seemed very shy, and disappeared into the small courtyard in a flash.

Looking at Dongfang's fleeing figure, Xiongba's heart became more and more heated, even he didn't know what was going on.

I can only feel that the charm of Dongfang has increased greatly, which makes people feel itchy.

But hearing Dongfang's oath, Xiongba's heart sank slightly.

His memory of the shot at the lower reaches of the Minjiang River was particularly fresh.

The girl in front of her seemed to be weak and fell down as soon as she pushed her, but with that force, she seriously injured him with just one palm.

Even now that the three elements are returning to one, he is still not sure that he can beat the girl in front of him.

If he is sure, he doesn't need to work hard to hold Dongfang a little bit.

"Three shots!"

Xiongba clenched his fists, and wanted to make a move now, but he knew that in a few days it would be March, and Dugu Sword Master would come to the world to challenge him.

He must maintain his full power to face Dugu Sword Master.

This Dugu Sword Master, who has been famous longer than the Wulin mythology, cannot be underestimated.

Thinking of this, Xiongba temporarily stopped the opportunity to test Dongfang's strength.

"Small... If you are as naughty as a ghost, you still have to drink my footwashing water!"

Dongfang sat on the roof, looking at the back of Xiongba leaving with a smile on his face.

As for Xiongba's strength, he had already observed it during this period of time.

Even if there are hidden, not many.

"Barely considered the strength of the Void Core Realm, although it won't be instant kill in front of me, it still can't stop me from hitting with all my strength!"

"When you see the person you want to get with all your heart, standing in front of you, you can't catch it. I don't know what it will be like?"

On this day, Dongfang sat leisurely in the yard.

Suddenly felt a few momentum rising from the foot of the mountain.

"Xiongba! You sent people to destroy the Leifeng Pagoda, causing fires to erupt, and hundreds of miles south of the Yangtze River to fall. The people suffered heavy casualties, and the crimes were serious. Today I will wait to eliminate the demons!"

As the sound resounded through the Tianxiahui, Xiongba's figure walked out of the First Floor of the Tianxia.

There was no need for Xiongba to speak, groups of Tianxiahui disciples gathered on the school field with weapons in hand.

From the bottom of the mountain, four bald monks came up.

Each of them possessed extremely powerful force, and wherever they passed, all the disciples were severely injured and fell to the ground.

No one died.

Obviously these four monks are really compassionate.

"Who are you? I don't know that there are experts like you in the world!"

Xiongba stood in front of the No. [-] Building in the World.

In front of him is a staircase that looks like a long dragon, leading directly to the bottom of the mountain.

"The poor monk and others have no names and no surnames, they only come here to slay demons!"

"Xiongba, you stole the sacred stone from the Leifeng Pagoda, and caused people to die. The crime is heinous, and you should be punished!"

The four great monks went straight up the stairs, and no one could stop them.

Like a furious Buddha, he wants to eliminate demons in the world.

Fires erupted from the ground, and hundreds of miles south of the Yangtze River fell. Too many people were killed or injured.

Such a crime is unacceptable.

"God stone?"

Xiongba remained silent, he only remembered the information that described the bottom of Leifeng Pagoda as hell.

All kinds of institutions are densely covered, and they are extremely cruel.

Those who go down will be masters, with heavy casualties and blood-stained crypts, and finally find the alms bowl.

At that time, he didn't care about it, and he would do anything to get Dongfang.

Unexpectedly, it was described in the information after a month, that there was a sudden thunderous roar from the Leifeng Pagoda in the south of the Yangtze River, and the fire of hell erupted.

The thick black smoke and the smell of sulfur spread all over a hundred miles.

The water in the West Lake dried up, the land fell, and countless people in a radius of hundreds of miles were displaced, causing heavy casualties.

Afterwards, he thought that it had something to do with the alms bowl that Dongfang wanted.

Unfortunately, there was no trace of the alms bowl.

"Sacred stone? The legendary sacred stone used by Empress Nuwa to mend the sky?"

Xiongba subconsciously thought of the White Snake storybook that Dongfang had said.

The story in the story may be true, so the legend of the Nuwa Empress who repaired the sky with a divine stone is very likely to be true.

At this moment, Xiongba felt like he was being calculated by someone.

The god stone is not in his hands, but he has carried a huge scapegoat for others, a scapegoat that cannot be cleaned yet.

Once this matter spreads, he will become the devil in the world that everyone wants to get rid of quickly.

Perhaps... It has already spread today.

"East!"

Xiongba spoke softly, his expression could not tell the difference between joy and sorrow, only a trace of depression.

"I spent countless efforts, manpower, and financial resources, and tried my best, just to get your man, and this is the only thing I got back?"

"It's only one step away from the supreme position of martial arts...but it's called a devil!"

At this moment, Xiongba's heart was filled with strong unwillingness.

That grievance, even if it kills tens of thousands of people, cannot be washed away.

On the roof of the first floor in the world, Dongfang stood on it, looking down at everything below.

She was wearing a long blue dress, dancing with the wind, like a fairy about to ascend.

"Monk? Are they all strong men who have half-stepped into the Void Core Realm, Shaolin Temple, one of the twelve panics? Sure enough, the foundation is profound!"

Dongfang whispered, glanced at Xiongba, and flew down.

At this time, Xiongba should have reacted, knowing that he was being calculated.

And it was calculated to death.

Calculating others all day long, always going against the odds, I don't know how I feel at this moment.

Sudden.

Right now.

A vast sword intent rose from the foot of the mountain.

Even the four monks turned around abruptly and looked down the mountain.

I saw an old man with white hair and trembling when he walked, walking up the stairs with difficulty.

Every time he took a step, the sword intent around him became stronger.

Even if it is difficult to move forward, at this moment there is still an edge of going forward and never looking back, which makes people's hearts jump.

It seemed that he could be killed by that sharp edge at any time.

"Dougu Sword Saint!"

The four monks looked shocked, clasped their hands together, and lowered their heads slightly.

This name, decades ago, once became the existence of the pinnacle of swordsmanship in the world.

Undefeated since birth.

It wasn't until he lost to Tianjian Wuming more than ten years ago that he disappeared. He never expected to see such a character today.

"Hmm... this sword intent!"

Dongfang, who had just returned to the yard and planned to pack up and leave, suddenly got up.

The figure flashed, and instantly came to the side of the first floor in the world, and looked down with shock.

A white-haired old man was trembling on the stairs, walking up little by little.

"It actually touched the realm of the primordial spirit!"

"It's still the master of swordsmanship!"

Dongfang was shocked.

He could feel that the body of the white-haired old man had decayed, like a candle in the wind.

But his spirit is unprecedentedly strong, and he is merging with the vast sword intent of his body little by little.

Every time he took a step, the sword intent merged with his consciousness, and the aura of the primordial spirit became more intense.

The breath of life on his body weakened a bit.

This is almost the same as the prototype of his primordial spirit, except that at that time he was fused with a perfect artistic conception and consciousness.

And the Dugu Sword Master in front of him is fused with his own consciousness with his vast and sharp sword intent.

The results are all the same, they are all the embryonic form of the primordial spirit.

It's just that the current Dugu Sword Master has consumed everything, including life, soul, and vast sword intent, just for one blow.

"Sword 23! Six Destroyers Without Me!"

Feeling this sword intent, Dongfang's spiritual consciousness spread out, his pupils shone brightly, and he realized it silently.

He felt that if he could realize the magical power of the sword, he could add a magical power of the sword.

Just like his Zhenzi Jue, it is integrated into the primordial spirit.

"Dougu Sword Saint!"

Feeling the ever-increasing edge, Xiongba's face changed drastically.

His eyes were shining brightly, and he looked straight down the mountain, his trembling figure showed an unprecedented solemnity.

"What a terrifying sword intent!"

"Evidently half of one foot has stepped into the grave, and the body is almost rotting, but it can still inspire such a terrifying and sharp sword intent."

"Could it be that the sky is going to kill me, Xiongba!"

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