Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"Master Ling Xiao, do you really want to compete with me in physical strength?"

Wang Yan looked at Ling Xiao in surprise, and there was a hint of doubt on his brows.

He couldn't figure it out.

Is this young master of the Ling clan really arrogant, or is he... gifted from time immemorial?

As we all know, this immortal path is too complicated and talented, and it cannot reach its limit after all.

Therefore, some people cultivate the sword, some cultivate the body, and some cultivate the soul.

Throughout the ages, those who have truly stood on the top of the sky have all cultivated one of the paths to the extreme, calling them emperors and flying immortals.

You may have heard the names of Sword Immortal, Lei Di, Qin Demon, and Flame God, but have you heard of Qin Qi, Calligraphy and Painting Emperor, Sword, Gun, Axe and Yuexian?

Ling Xiao's reputation lies in the righteousness in his heart and the green edge in his hands.

As for the physical body... It's not that Wang Yan is arrogant. Looking at the blue sky, there is no one who can compare with him.

"Scared?"

Ling Xiao smiled lightly, her black clothes fluttered, her own fairy spirit flowed, and she was unparalleled.

He was standing there, but it was like a scorching sun in the sky, and the moon was shining on the stars, making people dazzled.

even! !

Even the playful smile at the corner of his mouth was filled with a clean and gentle, and a hint of evil.

No, no, how can you call him evil, but it's just a bit... bad! !

Love love love!

"afraid?"

Wang Yan shook his head and smiled, his face suddenly flashing with a strong fighting intent, "I'm just afraid that if I make a move, it will hurt the young master and cause disaster."

"I said, I, Ling Xiao, never bully others, fight fairly, and live and die."

Ling Xiao said indifferently, his eyes were full of coldness.

If Wang Yan didn't do his best, how could he harvest it justifiably?

Although this Li Jue doesn't have much luck, Berserk Road is still very good.

Now that there are ancient bells and shackles of immortals and demons, Ling Xiao can't use the power of demons at will for the time being.

But whether it is the Dao of destroying the world or the Nine Ways of Slaying the Heavens from the ancient times, they are all his reliance on the immortals in the future.

No matter how small the leek is, it is also a breakthrough opportunity!

"It's a matter of life and death!! You have heard it, I have a fair contest with the young master today, and I hope you will be a witness!"

Wang Yan stepped forward and stood in front of Ling Xiao, "Young Master! Offended!!"

After the words fell, Wang Yan didn't hesitate any longer, and took one step forward, the domineering all over his body suddenly fell.

I saw above the void, layers of ripples suddenly swayed.

The unparalleled general trend, such as Shenyue descending from the sky, falling stars from the west, imprisoning the heavens and the earth, and obliterating the immortal realm.

The entire hall was shattered with a bang, and a strong wind that was visible to the naked eye ripped apart the space and fell towards Ling Xiao.

Obviously, this punch, Wang Yan used all his strength, and this pure physical strength has no flaws at all.

If you block it, you will be the winner, otherwise you will lose.

only! !

Facing Wang Yan's figure falling from the sky, and the fist-print the size of a human head, there was no trace of panic on Ling Xiao's face.

Immediately, in the shocking gaze of the clan Tianjiao, he calmly stretched out a palm, clenched into a fist, and wanted to collide with Wang Yan head-on.

"Son..."

Hua Mingxi, Yao Guang and other women's pretty faces were slightly condensed, and there was a hint of worry in their eyes.

Although Ling Xiao's strength is known to all, but in terms of physical strength alone, even a Sequence person might not be able to match this strength.

"boom!!"

Just when everyone's faces were complicated and worried, they saw Wang Yan's fist mark and finally collided with Ling Xiao.

"Crack!"

even! !

Before everyone could react, they saw that the strong wind waved up the young master, dressed in black, with three thousand strands of hair.

But his figure never took a step back.

The piercing sound of shattering was clearly heard in the ears of everyone, and even some timid and proud girls had closed their eyes unconsciously, for fear of seeing the scene where the son was smashed by a punch.

The smoke rose, and the eyes were charming.

The entire hall fell into an eerie silence.

"Broken and broken!!"

After a while, the layers of smoke dissipated, and there was a sudden exclamation from the crowd.

Then! ! Everyone was stunned to see that the two figures still maintained the attitude of just now.

However, Wang Yan, who was standing in the air, suddenly began to shatter every inch from his arm.

In just a breath of time, this enchanting villain in Tianque Mansion, who resounded through the blue sky and had the sole power, was actually shattered into a piece of flesh and blood.

The blood mist rises, and the rich bloody smell blows towards the face.

Everyone's eyes widened, their expressions sluggish, and they fell into a long-term shock.

It was only for a moment, and everyone didn't notice a trace of spiritual power fluctuations at all.

In other words, the collision between the two was completely a collision of physical strength.

But even so, Young Master Ling Xiao still won.

No surprise, the wind was light and cloudless.

With one punch, Li Jue Wang Yan, known for his physical strength, shattered.

"Gollum."

After a while, the sound of swallowing saliva suddenly came from the hall.

And Ling Xiao walked up to Hua Mingxi, held the three thousand whiskers in his hand, and said in a cold voice, "This sword will be handed over to me for the time being."

"Wait a moment!"

However, just when everyone thought that the feast had come to an end, there was another light drink from the crowd.

I saw that Zhao Badou, the descendant of Wensheng Immortal Palace, suddenly got up and looked at Ling Xiao.

"Um?"

Ling Xiao raised his brows slightly, but there was a smile on his face.

"Young master is righteous, and Badou respects it, but Badou thinks that the sword is a gentleman in the army, and the three thousand Xuyi is a famous sword in the world. If you want to control this sword, force alone is not enough to convince the public."

"Oh? Brother Zhao means..."

Ling Xiao smiled, but in his heart he already understood what Zhao Badou wanted to do.

With the combat power he just showed, these so-called arrogant evildoers dare not have the will to fight again.

However, Wensheng Xiangong entered Taoism with Wensheng, and this Zhao Badou is also known as the reincarnation of Wensheng, so his mind must be lofty.

Today, Ling Xiao is in the limelight, covering all directions. It is inevitable that no one will want to step on him and achieve the holy name of heaven and earth.

What's more, literati and writers are more concerned about the transmission of talents through the ages.

The world's admiration, also known as the power of wish, can lead to immortality!

"It is rumored that in those days, the Emperor Xuanyuan's holy blood sealed the sky, the god of war cut down the immortals, and laid the foundation for the human race, but... in addition to the righteousness in his heart and the heaven-defying combat power, it is said that the human emperor's talent is unparalleled, and the young master has the reputation of the human emperor in the world. He should be so talented."

Zhao Badou's expression was indifferent, and his body was sour, "It's better, the young master will write a poem, it's fine, but Badou has a wish."

"Write a poem?"

Hua Mingxi's brows twitched slightly, and she was about to open her mouth to help Ling Xiao, but she saw the latter shaking her head and smiling, as if mocking herself.

"He Neng Ling, standing shoulder to shoulder with Human Sovereign, it's just that Qing Cang's fellow Daoists praised him."

"Um?"

Hearing this, Zhao Badou frowned slightly, and there seemed to be surprise in his eyes.

He didn't care much about the Divine Sword.

It's just that as a descendant of Wensheng Palace, he has been fascinated by the pioneering actions of the sages of the human race since he was a child.

When a human emperor is in the world, such a reputation is too absurd. He will not allow the world to despise Xuanyuan human emperor!

Even if Ling Xiao has an excellent background and an outstanding beauty, he doesn't care, even if he dies without regrets, this is the character of a literati, also called... acid rot!

To shut up! !

Can the matter of literati be called provocation?

This is called Yiwen Friendship!

Gan!

"Forget it, although Ling is not talented, this sword has a lot to do with it, so it can only be a show of ugliness."

Just when everyone thought that Ling Xiao was going to compromise, they saw a touch of tenderness on his face, "Xianhuang has a beautiful woman, she is independent from the world, and she will look at the city and the country, I would rather not know. Alluring cities and alluring countries, beautiful women are hard to come by.”

"boom!!"

Endless fairy rhythm, quietly ups and downs.

At this time, everyone's faces became shocked and sluggish again.

Especially the black-clothed young man with melancholy eyes in front of him, like a wisp of persistence, deeply pierced into the hearts of the world.

Fairy Phoenix? Gu? beautiful woman? Allure?

Suddenly, a proud girl's eyes turned black, she fainted on the spot, a proud son's body trembled, and his heart trembled.

How affectionate is it to be able to open his mouth and sing out such famous sayings! !

Young Master Ling Xiao, you are... unparalleled in the world! !