Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"Emperor Ling Xiao, I advise you not to act rashly, this fairy palace... you can't enter."

Seeing the sarcasm in Ling Xiao's eyes, Wu Kong didn't have much anger on his face.

If this human race emperor is in his prime, the four of them might not really be his and Gu Chaoci's opponents.

But, how much strength does he still have left now?

"Oh? Can't get in?"

Ling Xiao raised his brows lightly and smiled softly. In the next moment, he saw that he took one step forward, his body was full of immortals, and he actually forced Jian Wuxin to retreat a few steps.

"Looking at the blue sky, who would dare to stop me from Ling Xiao's way? Not to mention an ancient fairy palace, even if you want to go to the tomb of the ancestor of the Tianque mansion."

joke!

A man of destiny with 20,000 luck actually dared to threaten to block his way.

Fighting the Holy Body, although this physique sounds awesome, it does not pose much threat to Ling Xiao.

As for the other three skills, there are only a few thousand luck, not worth mentioning.

"Arrogant! Ling Xiao, we don't want to be your enemy, but if you dare to take a step forward today, don't blame me for waiting."

Jian Wuxin snorted coldly, and there was some inexplicable provocation in his eyes.

What he pursues is the invincible swordsmanship.

For him, being able to fight against the most powerful kendo monster in the world is a kind of good fortune.

And Ling Xiao is known as invincible in the world, a contemporary sword fairy, just suitable to sharpen his supreme sword heart.

"Oh?"

Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, and walked on his own, without any intention of taking the people of Tianque Mansion in the eyes of him.

"In that case..."

Wu Kong nodded, and the last trace of concern in his eyes disappeared.

Immediately, he took a deep breath, and his whole body began to have bright golden ups and downs.

Can! !

At this moment, two hurried winds suddenly came from the sky in the distance.

Immediately afterwards, the figures of Ning Wuchuan and Xiao Pian descended from the sky and landed behind Ling Xiao, bowing and bowing, "Lord."

"Um?"

Ling Xiao turned his head and glanced at the injuries on the two of them, a gloomy look flashed in his eyes.

"Lord, be careful, the curse flame is here."

Ning Wuchuan looked calm and turned to look at the distant mountain peak.

At this time, he could feel that the Curse Clan Tianjiao was hiding here, and I am afraid that he also wanted to take advantage of the chaos and infiltrate the fairy palace.

"Curse flame?"

Ling Xiao's eyes flickered, and there was a guess in his heart.

With the temperaments of Ning Wuchuan and the two, once they knew that they were fighting with Qi Tiansheng, there was no reason not to come to help them.

Obviously, someone secretly set up a trap to slow the pace of the two.

It has to be said that Ling Xiao became more and more interested in the person behind Zong Shishi.

Although his strategy didn't cause any trouble to Ling Xiao, but... this kind of trick is still very admirable.

From Qi Tiansheng's memory, Ling Xiao saw the scene when Zong Shishi found him.

That puppet, and the many secrets that Zong Shishi knew, should not be controlled by a descendant of the ancient sect.

But now, as Ling Xiao's cultivation became stronger, among the seven god-tier halls, the descendants of the five halls had already died in his hands.

The remaining two temples are Lu Xinghe's Starfall Palace and the most mysterious Dayan Palace!

Needless to say, Ling Xiao probably guessed that the Grandmaster who said this was probably the one from the Dayan Hall.

I just don't know how much luck is contained in this Dayan descendant with such an unparalleled scheming.

Is he qualified to be one of the ten people who will finally cast the body of destiny for Ling Xiao?

"Lord! Let me do it." Ning Wuchuan raised his head and looked at Wu Kong and the others, the corners of his mouth also had a gloomy arc.

Compared to Curse Flame, the strength of this contemporary Zhanjue in front of him may be even stronger.

However, with the Lord here, he has no worries at all.

"You two are injured, step aside."

Ling Xiao shook his head, took out a bottle of medicinal pills from his arms, and handed it to Ning Wuchuan.

Hearing this, whether it was Wu Kong or the rest of the clan Tianjiao, there was a hint of surprise on their faces.

Listening to what Emperor Ling Xiao meant, is he planning to fight the Four Masters by himself?

"I'll accompany you."

Gu Chaoci walked to Ling Xiao's side and stood side by side with him. There was a rare warmth on his beautiful face.

And looking at the two figures like a couple of gods, everyone's eyes are full of envy.

Immortal road is lonely, it is probably a kind of luck to have such a Taoist companion.

"No, you go and fuse that phoenix seal, the real big fish is still behind."

Ling Xiao didn't care, and said indifferently, "It's just a group of ants."

"you!!"

Jian Wuxin laughed in anger and turned to look at Wu Kong, "Senior Brother Wu, a scholar can be killed but not humiliated!!"

"Buzz!"

When the words fell, he didn't wait for Wu Kong to respond at all, and took one step directly. Above the ancient sword in his hand, the edge was infinite, turned into a long river of sword intent, and fell from the sky.

"Ling Xiao! Even if you are the emperor of the human race, today we have to teach you a truth from the Four Masters, there is a heaven outside the sky!"

"Tianmeng Sword Art, I promise not to pay it back!!"

The vast sword force ripped apart the sky almost instantly.

Everyone can see that the ripples of sword intent surged into waves, whistling horizontally and vertically.

Compared to Xiangtian and Buyu Jianxian, this Tianque Mansion's contemporary Jianjue's reputation may not be as good as the two of them.

However, his age experience and cultivation realm are far more tyrannical than those two sword immortals.

The second rank is supreme, born with a sword bone.

It is said that Jian Wuxin danced the sword at the age of three, and the sword heart was clear at the age of seven. He practiced the supreme sword art in his dream, Tianmeng sword art. .

Now that he is a thousand years old, he has stepped into the supreme realm, and he is the real top swordsman in Qingcang.

However, Qing Cang Jiankui has always been in Longyuan Jian Tomb.

Especially when Xiangtian was born, he reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship along the way, gradually covering up the light of Jian Wuxin.

But, even so, only those clan Tianjiao who have played against Jian Wuxin know how terrifying the strength of this Jian Jue is!

"Buzz!"

Looking at the sword stance hanging from the sky, Ling Xiao looked calm and suddenly pointed out.

Between heaven and earth, there is a sudden sound of sword singing!

I saw a clear brilliance like a haze of Hongmeng, floating and rippling, turning into a wisp of sword intent, opening and closing vertically and horizontally, submerging into the turbulent sword force like a river of gods, and disappeared without a shadow.

"Boom!!"

The sword intent swept across the sky, completely shattering the void.

Everyone only saw that Ling Xiao's figure was instantly engulfed by Jianhui, and there was no sound.

Heaven and earth are silent! !

Whether it was Wu Kong or the people around him, there was a hint of shock on his face.

It stands to reason that with Ling Xiao's strength, it is impossible to be suppressed by Jian Wuxin so easily.

But, looking at the scene in front of you, is it possible that the emperor's injury was really so serious that he was killed by someone... with a sword?

"Now, there are only three remaining."

only! !

At this moment, in the monstrous sword brilliance, a clear and calm voice suddenly came, which made people tremble in the bottom of my heart, and there was an uncontrollable fear.