Multiverse Strongest Villain System

"Mold and sample." Looking at the back of yuwentian leaving, Fang Shen's face was gloomy and terrible. He came with the mission of defeating the other three schools this time.

"Yuwentian, don't worry. I will definitely teach you a lesson." God Fang has sentenced Yu Wentian to death in his heart.

The purple dragon of Ziyun sect saw something wrong between Fang Shen and yuwentian, but he didn't say much. On the contrary, he was happy to see such a scene.

The two of them fought hard, and finally he could reap the benefits.

In the evening, after Pingyu slowly recovered from his injury, he came to apologize to yuwentian: "Holy Son, it's useless to blame me. Even the fifth inner disciple of Sifang sect can't fight."

He Xiangwen, Bai linger and others also heard about it and came to yuwentian's rest room.

"It shouldn't be reasonable. Are the people of the Quartet really so powerful?" He Xiangwen was very puzzled and his words were unbelievable.

After all, the strength of the two sects of Sifang sect and Cangtian sect is obviously no better, so it is impossible to have such a big gap, even though it is only a contest between the disciples of the inner sect.

Bai linger said in a light voice, "anyway, I don't believe that Wei Li is only the fifth existence of Sifang sect. In this case, there is no need to compete among the disciples of the inner sect, and our heaven sect will undoubtedly lose."

Yu Wentian glanced at several people lightly and said indifferently, "I don't pay attention to the competition between the inner disciples. I don't care whether Wei Li is the fifth or the first among the inner disciples of Sifang sect."

As soon as he said this, the others stared at Yu Wentian in a daze. They didn't forget that before Yu Wentian came out of the sect, but they told them that the purpose of attending the exchange meeting of the four sects is to win glory for Cangtian sect and let Cangtian sect have a stronger voice in the magic sea world.

Feeling the slightly shocked eyes of several people, Yu Wentian smiled faintly: "in fact, I don't care about the competition between the inner disciples, that is, the competition between the true disciples. As long as I beat down the saints of other sects alone, everything will be gone."

"So you don't need any pressure. Just leave everything to me." Yu Wentian's faint voice contained infinite domineering spirit.

"Er......" Yu Wentian's words made everyone swallow what they wanted to say, and he was speechless for a time.

Ping Yu only thinks that Yu Wentian is giving himself a step. He is not only more ashamed, but also grateful to Yu Wentian.

Three days later, the exchange meeting of the four top sects of the magic sea world was held in the red Hall of Dongfang City as scheduled.

Zhan Humen arrived the day before yesterday. Zhan Feng, the Holy Son of Zhan Humen, is tall and burly, with sword eyebrows and stars. His eyebrows reveal an extraordinary spirit and give people a clean feeling.

Oriental City, red hall.

Knowing that the red hall will hold the three-year exchange meeting of the four top religious sects in the magic sea world, martial artists from major cities in the magic sea world came one after another to witness this rare event.

At the moment, thousands of people have gathered in the red Hall of Dongfang City, most of them are martial artists from major cities in the magic sea world, of which the number of martial artists in Dongfang City is the largest.

"The exchange conference of Ziyun sect, Sifang sect, Cangtian sect and zhanhumen sect is essentially a contest between the younger generation. Now there's a good play." Some people with insight saw through the essence of the four exchanges and showed great interest.

"Of course we know this. These four sects are the four strongest forces in our fantasy world. I'd like to see how powerful the best of their younger generation is."

"In fact, what I most want to see is which sect's son is stronger."

Almost all the martial artists in the major cities of the magic sea world who came to the red hall showed great interest in the four exchanges.

People from Sifang sect, Cangtian sect, ziyunzong and zhanhumen also came to the red hall one after another, and the Four Saints gathered together.

Their four holy sons are naturally the top leaders of the four exchanges.

On a square table, four people sat in the southeast and northwest respectively, and several corresponding true disciples stood behind them.

Fang Shen, the son of Sifang sect, looked at the people and said, "we still follow the usual rules in this exchange meeting. The inner disciples compete first, then the true disciples compete, and finally the competition between our four sons."

Zhan Feng, the Holy Son of Zhan Humen, said in a deep voice, "since it's all the old rules, there's nothing to say. Just follow this rule."

Ziyunzong Zilong naturally had no opinion, but looked at the people with a smile.

Yu Wentian said faintly, "let's start. I don't have so much time to spend with you here."

"You, yuwentian, you mean we're wasting time?" Fang Shen's tone was not good. He didn't know why. He just looked at Yu Wentian's indifferent face and was quite unhappy.

Coldly glanced at Fang Shen, and Yuwen said coldly, "that's right."

"Hum! Good. I'll see how much water you, the Holy Son of heaven, have later." Fang Shen said coldly.

"Whatever you want, as long as you have the ability." In Yuwen's heavenly eye, God Fang has long been a dead man.

Zhan Feng and Zi long felt the strong smell of gunpowder between Fang Shen and Yu Wentian, and both secretly smiled. The harder they fight, the happier they feel.

Yu Wentian was not interested in seeing the duel between the inner disciples and the true disciples. Even if they lost the heaven sect in a mess, he didn't care. Anyway, he just wanted to kill the saints of the other three sects and get 5000 villains. After all, so many villains, Yu Wentian, were greedy.

Boom!

Crackling!

There was a lot of fighting on the martial arts competition platform of the red hall, and there were cheers and exclamations in the red hall.

"Bang!" The tenth inner disciple of heaven cult was beaten to spit blood and flew out.

"Ha ha! The inner disciples of heaven sect are rubbish!" The inner disciples of Sifang sect shouted arrogantly.

"Sure enough, the strength of Sifang sect is still strong. Heaven sect doesn't say the older generation, but the younger generation can't do it anyway." Someone said.

"Don't worry, it's just a contest between inner disciples. There are also true disciples. I don't think the true disciples of heaven sect should be so bad."

"Well, wait and see."

One of the inner disciples of Cangtian cult carefully came to Yu Wentian and said in a low voice with shame: "Holy Son, we are ashamed of Cangtian cult."

"Yes." Yu Wentian gave a faint hum. His face was still plain and incomparable, and there was no change at all.

Bai linger said in a charming voice: "son, don't be angry. Just scold if you want to scold. It's hard to hold it in your heart."

"Yes, son, you scold us, so we can feel better." The inner disciple said with great shame.

"Don't talk. Just watch the communication meeting quietly." Yu Wentian waved his hand indifferently.

Anyway, in his heart, even if the disciples of heaven sect are rubbish, it doesn't matter. As long as there is him, he can support a sect alone.

"Among the four major sects, Cangtian sect is relatively weak and Sifang sect is relatively strong. The strength of zhanhumen and Ziyun sect is comparable." The martial artists of the red hall discussed the Tao.

"He Xiangwen, I heard that your strength is good among the true disciples of heaven cult. I'll weigh your level now." Hushan, the true disciple of zhanhumen, said in a thick and incomparable voice. His words were full of arrogance.

Bang!

Tiger mountain is like a fierce tiger going down the mountain. It takes a gust of wind and runs at full speed. It carries a huge axe and splits the mountain. It cuts away at he Xiangwen with its head. It has the momentum of opening the sky and splitting the earth. The momentum of congenital nine peaks shocked the whole audience.

He Xiangwen's cultivation is low, but he has just entered the congenital jiuzhong. He was shocked by the tyrannical momentum of facing humen and Hushan. After being stunned for a while, he quickly raised his hand and foot sword to resist.

Accompanied by a sharp sound of metal attack, he Xiangwen's arm was numb. He stepped back several steps before he stood firm. He looked at the big and thick tiger mountain opposite him in horror and bombarded it again.

The axe shadow in the sky, carrying the overwhelming trend, blocked he Xiangwen's retreat, which was terrible.

He Xiangwen tried his best to resist. Finally, Hushan's axe bent his green lightsaber, and his chest was dented.

"Ha ha! Not only the inner disciples of heaven sect are bad, but also the true disciples are so rubbish. I'm the third. I'm fighting at Humen, but I don't even have the fifth true disciple." Hushan laughed wildly: "sure enough, the heaven sect is a group of scum."

Disdainfully spit, Hushan didn't kill he Xiangwen, but walked back triumphantly with a big axe on his back.

Bai linger turned his eyes to Yang Dingtian: "you are the only one left among our true disciples. You can't lose any more, otherwise our heaven sect will really be the worst."

Bai linger's snow-white pretty face also showed a worried look.

Yang Dingtian asked himself that his strength was not bad. As long as he didn't meet the martial artists in Zifu territory, it should not be a problem, so he vowed: "don't worry, I will be ashamed before the snow."

Yang Dingtian's opponent is Ling Feng, the fourth true disciple of Ziyun sect. Ling Feng is carrying a golden long sword and said faintly: "you should be the strongest true disciple of Cangtian sect except Yu Wentian. Come to war!"

There was no superfluous nonsense. Ling Feng suddenly became a pure swordsman, and his pure sword edge made the people around him look sideways.

Shua!

Ling Feng showed his sharp edge. When his right hand trembled, a sword cut out, a dazzling white light flashed, and a sharp sword Qi tore the void and pierced towards the sunny sky.

"Shit, what a strong sword!"

Yang Dingtian felt the sword Qi of such a power and immediately made a shameless move that people despised. He jumped down from the martial arts competition platform and shouted, "I admit defeat!"