I’m Really a Villain

Shangguanxian didn't care about Liu Huohuo's thanks.

She looked at Xu Zimo and said with a smile: "You are right. To live in this world, what you want is pain.

Just like what you men said.

Eat big chunks of meat and drink big mouthfuls.

If you die under the peony, you will be a ghost.

There is so little time in life, how can you be happy. "

"You suddenly figured it out," Xu Zimo said with a laugh.

"It's not a sudden. I always felt that violence could not solve the problem.

But when I killed Luo Ji just now, I was happy, and some things could only be solved by violence. "

Shangguanxian smiled and said, "It's your next time.

That Pojun is the saint son of Bingzong, and his strength should not be underestimated.

Don't overturn your car. "

"Don't worry," Xu Zimo smiled.

"Xu Zimo battled and broke the army."

With the shout of the referee came.

Xu Zimo walked towards the ring step by step.

The scene was silent, and on the opposite side of the ring, a burly man in a red robe also walked up.

"Breaking the military."

His eyes were like swords, and he looked at Xu Zimo calmly.

The surrounding area exudes a powerful military spirit all the time.

As if he was the leader of a hundred soldiers.

His eyes are like swords, his arms are like knives, his legs are like sticks, and his body is like an axe.

The military intent of eighteen weapons was surging around him.

It seemed that what stood in front of Xu Zimo was not a person, but a weapon.

Train your soldiers with your body, and practice as a god.

This is the philosophy of Bingzong.

As the saint son of Bingzong, Pojun also penetrated this point well.

Since he was a child, he has regarded himself as a weapon.

Between waving his hands at will, all kinds of sword aura and sword intent came out in all directions.

"War," Po Jun looked at Xu Zimo.

He said lightly: "I have always regarded Xiao Anshan as my biggest opponent.

Your appearance now adds a bit of suspense to this Chaos Fire Territory.

At first, everyone thought that the final winner of this competition would be between me and Xiao Anshan. "

"You are very good," Xu Zimo said.

"With the body refinement, you can imagine that you have suffered a lot since you were a child.

Dao heart is strong and strong willed.

If it weren't for my appearance, you would definitely fight Xiao Anshan. "

"Listen to what you mean, I don't know which one of us will win or lose," Po Jun laughed.

"Are you so sure that you can win?"

"From the moment I stand here, this competition has ended," Xu Zimo said calmly.

"Then let me see, your strength can match your big words," Po Jun said softly.

With a wave of his hand, the sword intent came out in all directions.

The void around him was cut open in front of him like tofu.

Xu Zimo raised his head to look at Dao Yi, holding his right hand tightly in the void.

The whole emptiness seemed to be caught in the palm of his hand.

There was only a "bang", and along with the broken void, all the sword intents were annihilated.

Po Jun frowned slightly.

He raised his head and waved casually again.

In the sky, a spear gas continued to condense.

"The gun, the length of a hundred soldiers."

"Use the spear to protect the air, and the spear faces the sky."

Po Jun shook his right hand, and the spear was leaning on him, and he slammed directly towards Xu Zimo's door.

Xu Zimo slowly pulled out the dominant shadow behind him.

The blade blocked the tip of the gun.

Hearing a "bang" sound, countless sparks splashed in all directions, and finally the two figures staggered apart.

"Fight again," Po Jun shouted.

This time, he has two spears condensed and formed around him.

Stepping on two flying swords, holding the spear in both hands, he killed him again.

Xu Zimo frowned slightly.

I saw that the opponent's body **** was mighty, and even the void was bursting apart.

The Ba Ying in his hand turned from top to bottom, turning a half circle.

The sky full of sword energy crisscrossed the void.

Dao Qi collided with Po Jun's figure.

At this moment, the spear shattered, the flying sword disappeared, and the figure of the broken army flew out.

"Awesome," Po Jun stood up and smiled.

"In terms of a knife, I am not as good as you."

"What you practice is not the sword intent, but the weapon body," Xu Zimo said, shaking his head.

"It's not comparable.

Let me see your hundred-armed combat body. "

The so-called hundred-armed combat body is to refine all parts of the body into weapons.

Between a punch and a kick, there are endless soldiers in it.

The sharpness is revealed, and the military will be supreme.

"Okay," Po Jun laughed.

The meaning of ten thousand soldiers broke out in the body, and at this moment, everyone watching the battle around him.

Anyone who wears a weapon seems to feel it.

The sword began to whisper, only to break the army.

Of course, the broken army did not look down on these weapons.

All his military intentions are shrouded in the shadow of the bully.

Want to surrender the soldiers without fighting, grab the control of Xu Zimo's weapons.

Xu Zimo chuckled lightly.

Said: "You are still a little tender, want to **** my tyrant shadow."

He directly released his hand and let the Ba Ying float in front of him.

Let the broken army go to **** it.

And the broken army on the opposite side only felt that his military spirit seemed to be cut on a group of steel-like unbreakable sword soul.

His own meaning of ten thousand soldiers turned out to be helpless to Ba Ying.

"It's really eye-opening," Po Jun said in surprise.

"My state of full force, even if it is Xiao Anshan's weapon, I can control it.

I didn't expect you to be stronger than I thought.

It's like a bottomless pit. "

"Take me a knife," Xu Zimo laughed.

Ba Ying raised his head, the sword pointed directly at the sky, and the endless intent of the sword connected the endless void.

Just listen to the sound of "boom".

The sea of ​​swords fell, and stood fiercely on top of the broken army's hundred-armed battle body.

"If the sword does not die, I will not die."

Breaking the army shouted: "The military will last forever, and I will live forever."

Faced with the imposing momentum of the broken army, Xu Zimo just looked calm.

Slowly spit out the word "Mie" in his mouth.

This word is like a mantra, all dharmas are extinguished, and there is no military intent.

The whole emptiness was empty.

The figure of Po Jun was directly suppressed to the ground.

"Strong, strong makes me tremble and fear."

Po Jun laughed.

He stood up from the ground embarrassedly and looked at Xu Zimo deeply.

"Although I have a hunch I will lose.

But I didn't expect to lose so thoroughly, so quickly, with no resistance. "

"I will spare your life," Xu Zimo said.

"No, I have a trick.

It was created in my life.

Because this trick is not stable, UU reading www. uukanshu.com so I have never used it. "

Po Jun solemnly said: "Now, I want to spread out in front of you in front of the entire Chaos Fire Territory.

If it fails, I am convinced.

Even if it's in your hands, it's worth it. "

Hearing Pojun's words, Xu Zimo didn't force it.

People have their own ambitions, and some people are willing to live.

Some people would rather make fireworks, even if only for a moment of brilliance.

"Make it out."

"You can be optimistic," Po Jun laughed.

"This trick is called Heavenly Soldiers to the Sky."

"Heavenly soldiers pass through the sky," Xu Zimo murmured to himself.

There are also some expectations.