I'm Really a Villain!

Seeing that Xu Ze was about to knock him out of the ring, Duguao let out a soft shout.

He fell to the ground and rolled, avoiding the knife very dangerously, and came to the other side of the ring.

"What? You were so arrogant just now, do you only know how to avoid it now?" Xu Ze said disdainfully.

Duguao let out a deep breath, he thrust down the iron halberd hard.

The arena under his feet shattered, and the iron halberd was inserted several centimeters deep.

I saw that the black aura around him began to riot.

He closed his eyes slightly, and held the center of the iron halberd with both hands.

With the surge of black aura around him, at the tip of the halberd, the aura transformed into the shape of a flying dragon.

At the same time, the dragon-shaped pattern carved on the iron halberd was also slightly shining.

……

"Ao'er, I started practicing this Heavenly Halberd when I was seven years old.

At the age of forty, he has already been able to cross half of the Eastern Continent with his single-handed halberd technique.

When I was a hundred years old, I gave up the Heavenly Transformation Halberd.

Plants, trees, bamboo and stones can all be used as utensils.

It may be dusty for the artifact, but I will give it to you today.

I hope you live up to my name. "

Duguao slowly opened his eyes, and the strong wind whizzed by.

It seemed that his master's diligent teachings when he started learning art echoed in his ears.

"Battle halberd method," he said in a sonorous and forceful tone.

Immediately, he stepped on his right foot slightly, and the Tianhua Halberd inserted into the ring instantly flew up.

His whole body seemed to be integrated with the Tianhua Halberd.

Holding the flying halberd heavily with his right hand, he stabbed at Xu Ze directly.

"Boom" sound.

The tip of the halberd brings endless sharp aura.

Chapter 312

Seeing the halberd coming through the air, Xu Ze frowned slightly.

The sharpness permeating it moved his face.

He slowly raised the long knife, the sharp knife intent of the blade was revealed, and the light blue aura raged around.

The two collided, and there was another "boom" explosion.

Endless spiritual energy exploded all around.

At this moment, the figures of both of them took a few steps back.

In no time at all.

Xu Ze frowned deeply, he felt that the opponent's strength was not at the same level as before.

Duguao let out a soft drink, and waved the halberd in his hand again.

The dark iron arena under his feet has been broken into pieces.

Every time he swung the halberd, it seemed that his strength would become stronger.

After several collisions, Xu Ze was faintly suppressed.

The dark spiritual energy on the halberd was surging, and the surrounding space was broken layer by layer.

"Battle halberd technique," Dugu Ao roared loudly.

The body flew straight into the air, and the halberd hit the blade heavily.

Xu Ze's figure kept moving backwards, and was about to reach the edge of the ring.

I saw the tip of Dugu Ao's halberd slightly bent, using the halberd pole as a support point, kicked Xu Ze's abdomen heavily with both feet in the air.

Xu Ze didn't even have time to resist, and his figure flew out.

After falling under the ring, Xu Ze wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, then stood up slowly, and said unwillingly.

"I lost."

Lonely looked at the audience, and said in a cold tone, "My teacher is Dugu Baitian."

As the words fell, Duguao turned and walked off the ring.

After he had just walked a few steps, his body suddenly shook and he fell down.

The Great Elder next to him frowned slightly, and walked to Duguao's side step by step.

At this moment, Duguao's body was covered in blood, and several blood vessels in his body had burst.

It looked very miserable.

"He's not strong enough. He forcibly used that halberd technique just now. It's just courting death."

The elder said with a frown.

Immediately, he quickly began to treat Duguao.

The competition was won by Duguao, so naturally the progress cannot be delayed.

Everyone didn't expect that Duguao would be so cruel to him.

However, as the competition between the direct disciples began, everyone's eyes were drawn back.

"Next, the direct disciples will conduct the competition!"

Following the announcement made by the elder who informed, each and every disciple also stepped onto the ring.

Although the number of direct disciples is small, only a few dozen, they are all arrogance.

Moreover, there are also strong and weak points among direct disciples.

A round of fighting began, and everyone was dazzled.

Martial artists in the Emperor Vein Realm are naturally much more enjoyable to watch in battle.

As the competition came to the end, there were only a few familiar disciples left.

……

"Xiang Qianheng, let's have a competition," Jian Twenty-one stood up, holding the long sword in his arms, and said calmly.

"Okay," Xiang Qianheng smiled lightly, and stepped into the ring next to him.

"Sister Xi'er, let's have a game too," Xia Zihe glanced in Xu Zimo's direction, then turned and said to Jiang Xi'er.

Jiang Xi'er's eyes were extremely cold, and she stepped into the ring with one step.

Although he didn't speak, the meaning was already obvious.

"Then we are the only ones left now," Jue Ming smiled, and said to Mr. Daoyang and Fairy Xingjian.

"I'm alone with you husband and wife."

Because Mr. Daoyang and Fairy Xingjian are co-cultivators, and they also practice combined strike skills.

So both of them were tested together.

……

As the competition began, what attracted everyone's attention was the competition between Xiang Qianheng and Jian Ershi in the first ring.

"Overlord Xiang Qianheng is said to have been invincible when he was born in the sect.

I'm afraid the odds are great now. "

There were disciples discussing it one after another.

"You don't know that!

Xiang Qianheng once lost to someone.

That is Sword Twenty-One.

Do you know why Sword Twenty-one is called the Undefeated King?

Because when he was in Zhenwu Shengzong, he never lost a game. "

Leaving aside the discussion of those people below, above the ring.

Jian Twenty-one slowly pulled out the long sword at his waist, and said calmly.

"You know? I have been waiting for this competition for many years."

"It's an honor," Xiang Qianheng smiled and replied.

Jian Twenty-one took a deep breath, the long sword in his arms trembling slightly.

At the end of autumn a few years ago, the two most talented disciples of the True Martial Sect had a competition.

Jian [-] won that competition, and has since been called the undefeated king.

But only Jian Twenty-One understood that the opponent he competed with back then was actually injured before.

The competition did not show its true strength at all.

He has been brooding to this day.

Xiang Qianheng didn't use a weapon, and the red aura was surging in his hands.

With one foot in the air, he directly killed Jian Twenty-one.

Jian [-] swung the long sword, and the endless sword intent clanged in mid-air.

The storm of sword intent enveloped the whole body, and the two were dueling.