The most powerful villain in the heavens

Chapter 69
"System, I want to exchange these 5000 villain points for a silver-level human skin mask." Yu Wentian said immediately after handling Zhang Hefeng's body.

"Ding! The silver-level human skin masks have been issued."

Yu Wentian looked at the silver-white human skin mask with a mysterious color in his hand, and put it on his face, and then imagined the appearance of Zhang Hefeng in his mind.

Then the silver-white human skin mask squirmed, and Yu Wentian felt that his face seemed to have changed.

He walked to a calm lake next to the purple bamboo forest and took a photo.

Looking at the reflection in the water, Yu Wentian nodded: "Well, yes, it is indeed a silver-level human skin mask. It is completely like a different person. Not only the appearance has changed, but also the temperament and voice have changed."

Not long after, Zhang Hefeng's friend Huang Yun came to look for Zhang Hefeng.

Yu Wentian secretly sighed that he exchanged the silver mask in time, otherwise there is really no way to explain it at this moment.

"Brother Zhang, there are still two days until the Purple Cloud Sect True Inheritance Grand Competition. How are you preparing?" Huang Yun asked directly after seeing Yu Wentian.

"Well, I'm almost ready. I've gained a lot in retreat these days." Yu Wentian said.

With the silver-level human-skin mask, Yu Wentian didn't need to deliberately pretend at all, and everything he showed was exactly the same as the original Zhang Hefeng.

Yu Wentian thought to himself: "These 5000 villains are worth the money."

Seeing that Yu Wentian was no longer in the worried state he was in at the beginning, Huang Yun couldn't help being a little surprised: "Could it be that he's really not in a hurry anymore?"

From Huang Yun's point of view, even if Yu Wentian made a breakthrough, at most he could only squeeze into the top ten of the Purple Cloud Sect True Inheritance Competition, and it was absolutely impossible to get the first place.

And if you can't get the first place, it is impossible to get the fourth-rank top alchemy "Jiuyang Shangqing Alchemy".

"Brother Zhang, you don't mean to say that you can get the first place in the Purple Cloud Sect Grand Competition, do you?" Huang Yun said half-jokingly.

"En." Yu Wentian nodded calmly, as if it was a matter of course.

"Damn, it's so tugging." Huang Yun said, "You're not joking, are you?"

"Don't worry, brother Huang, I retreated for a month this time, and fell into a state of epiphany that can't be met, so my strength has greatly improved." Yuwentian nonsense.

"So that's the case." Seeing Yu Wentian's confident appearance, Huang Yun couldn't say anything more about hurting him. After all, he was still his good brother, so he could only nod in cooperation.

Of course Yu Wentian could see Huang Yun's disbelief, but Yu Wentian didn't bother to say much.

"Well, okay, since you are so confident, Brother Zhang, I wish you success in advance."

Huang Yun said with a smile: "But brother Zhang, you don't need to be too stressed. I have studied the relevant pill books of my alchemy line these days, and I can find some pills that have no side effects."

"Of course, among these pills, the highest rank is the third-rank pill. As for the fourth-rank pill, there is no one, but it is probably useful for you now." Huang Yun said with a smile.

Huang Yun really has nothing to say to his good brother Zhang Hefeng.

Yu Wentian rubbed his nose, and thought: "What the hell, the third-grade elixir has a fart effect on me."

He just nodded lightly: "Okay, I see."

In the depths of Purple Cloud Sect.

Among the true disciples of the Ziyun Sect, apart from Ziyun Shengzi who had been killed by Yu Wentian, the strongest true disciple, Shen Feng, stood on a very high cliff, dressed in white, letting the fierce mountain wind blow him His body and his white clothes were blown loudly.

Qingxue, a beautiful true disciple of Ziyun Sect, came to a place not far from Shenfeng at some point, and she looked at the extremely handsome Shenfeng with a very focused expression.

Shenfeng obviously had sensed it earlier, he turned his head, and a charming smile appeared on his handsome face: "Qingxue, why are you here?"

"I can't come to see you if I have nothing to do." Qingxue said coquettishly with a little dissatisfaction.

When Shenfeng heard this, he turned around in a very complacent manner and came to Qingxue's side, holding Qingxue's shoulder with one hand, and said with a smile: "Of course you can come here often, I welcome you very much."

Qingxue's head rested on Shenfeng's shoulder, a faint smile hung on the corner of her mouth, and an extremely gentle and heart-warming smile appeared on her beautiful face.

"Deep Wind, are you confident of getting the first place in the Ziyun Sect Grand Competition this time? I heard that the reward for the first place in the Grand Competition is very good, and it is not comparable to other rankings at all." Qingxue asked.

As a true disciple of Ziyun Sect, Qingxue is actually quite good, at least she can squeeze into the top five true disciples.

Hearing Qingxue's words, Shenfeng smiled proudly: "If Ziyun Ziyun is still there, it may be difficult for me to get the first place, but now, he has been killed by the heavenly son Yuwentian, this first place who but me."

"To be honest, I still want to thank the Son of Heaven." Shen Feng laughed loudly, and with one hand, he hugged Qingxue's slender and soft waist even tighter.

Qingxue said: "By the way, this Son of Heaven is really powerful. I heard that he not only beheaded the Sons of other sects, but even the elders."

"Hmph! He is the Holy Son of the Cangtian Sect, and the resources he enjoys must be good. If I were the Holy Son, I might have the same strength as him." Shen Feng immediately said unconvinced.

Although Qingxue didn't quite agree with Shen Feng's words, she still recognized Shen Feng's strength and aptitude. At least he was now firmly occupying the throne of the number one true disciple.

Two days passed in a flash, and Ziyunzong's true biography contest officially started.

In the early morning of this day, the golden and warm sunlight flooded the earth and fell on those true disciples who had arrived early in the Ziyunzong Zhenzhu Grand Tournament Square.

Apart from true disciples, inner disciples, outer disciples and most of the elders all came to watch this competition.

Naturally, Yu Wentian came to this huge square in a leisurely manner.

For this kind of martial arts competition, Yuwen didn't bother to pay attention to it at all. After all, the holy son of Ziyunzong is not his own enemy. The most important thing is that he is now a strong man at the first level of Jindan. his opponent.

Huang Yun came earlier, not long after Yu Wentian arrived, Huang Yun found Yu Wentian and walked over.

"Hey, Brother Zhang is in a good mood." Huang Yun patted Yu Wentian's shoulder with a smile.

Yu Wentian shrugged indifferently: "To me, who has already realized the epiphany, the first place in the True Biography Grand Competition is nothing more than picking something out of my bag."

"Um, good." Huang Yun echoed casually.

However, Yu Wentian's words were accidentally heard by the other true disciples of Ziyun Sect next to him, and they were immediately upset.

"Damn, you kid dare to say big things, and you really passed on the first place in the big competition, what a daydream!"

"That's right, when you said this, you didn't weigh your own weight, but you dared to say that, you are just showing off as Senior Brother Shenfeng." The true disciple of Ziyun Sect next to him couldn't help but say.

Yu Wentian glanced at the people around him indifferently, too lazy to talk too much nonsense with this group of ants.

His gesture angered these true disciples of the Purple Cloud Sect.

Who can become a true disciple is not an arrogant person, Yu Wentian's behavior of ignoring them completely angered them.

"Oh, I see, isn't this Zhang Hefeng?" Someone recognized it: "Why did you become so rampant, this is not like your previous personality."

"Oh? Then what kind of character should I be?" Yu Wentian asked lightly.

"You should be very honest before, why are you so inflated today." The man said.

Yu Wentian glanced at these people, and suddenly said loudly: "I tell you all, I will take the first place in the Purple Cloud Sect True Inheritance Grand Competition this time, and as for you rubbish, go play in the mud!"

Yu Wentian's domineering and rampant voice stunned everyone, and they hesitated for a while before recovering.

"Hmph! Who do you think you are? How dare you speak such wild words. Don't meet me, the Great Swordsman, or I will cut you in half with one knife." The Great Swordsman said angrily.

Shen Feng also happened to be passing by at this time, and after hearing Yu Wentian's words, he just smiled lightly, and said with disdain: "It's just a sensationalist, please ignore him. The more you pay attention to this kind of person, the more energetic he will be. "

"Yes, Senior Brother Shenfeng, Senior Brother Shenfeng is right."

"Well, the first place in this competition is definitely Senior Brother Shenfeng."

"Wow, Senior Brother Shenfeng's expression just now is really handsome." A female disciple's eyes lit up, and she fixed her gaze on Shenfeng without blinking.

Seeing this situation, Yu Wentian probably understood a little bit. This deep wind is obviously the strongest among the true disciples.

However, in Yu Wentian's eyes, they were not on the same level at all. He was too lazy to continue to pay attention to these ants, so he found a quiet corner and waited to play.

"Haha! Brother Shenfeng is still right. As soon as we ignore this person, he immediately has nothing to say."

"Bah! This kind of person dares to claim first place. He thinks he is the Son of Heaven." Someone said disdainfully.

Hearing this, Yu Wentian couldn't help a smile from the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Zhang, are you stupid? You still laugh when others scold you." Huang Yun looked at Yu Wentian puzzled.

Yu Wentian waved his hand, too lazy to say anything else.

Seeing Yuwentian like this, Qingxue blinked her beautiful eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

Time passed slowly, and the Purple Cloud Sect True Inheritance Competition was going on relatively quickly.

In the beginning, Yuwentian wasn't turned, but Shenfeng was turned a few times.

Shen Feng, who was dressed in white, frantically displayed his elegant demeanor, and every time he defeated his opponent, he only used one move.

(End of this chapter)