I'm Really a Villain!

But those people just defaulted to not caring about anything. At that time, he was only seven years old, and he saw his mother leave just like that.

At that time, he swore that he would become a master and destroy the entire Huang family to seek justice for his mother.

As for one thing, it was his own sword. After his mother passed away, this sword became his only reliance.

He has no friends, and he doesn't need those bullshit family relationships. The only thing that accompanies him is this sword.

This sword is not only like a brother and a good friend, every time he holds the hilt, he is full of infinite hope and confidence.

That is his own strength.

But now, this sword was stepped on by others.

The blood on his body was still flowing, even the whole sword was covered with blood.

The blood red looks shocking, Yan Buhui can clearly feel his head dizzy, and his vision is also a little bit blurred.

Yan Buhui lay slowly on the competition stage, his ears were ringing, and the surrounding voices also began to become noisy.

"That's all, rubbish, trash," he seemed to be able to vaguely hear the disdainful comments of those around him.

With the mournful cry of the long sword, Yan Buhui could feel the emotion of his own sword.

When he was very young, he could feel the emotions of his sword, but when he grew up, he realized that it was because he had unintentionally activated the spirituality of the weapon.

……

His vision became more and more blurred, and his eyelids gradually became heavy.

Yan Buhui just looked at the mourning long sword so calmly, he could feel the loss of his vitality.

He suddenly remembered a lot, and from the first day he got the sword, he couldn't put it down.

Especially after his mother left, he slept with his sword in his arms every day, almost never leaving his body.

They have been together for countless years,

And spent countless days and nights,

We watched the moon together, laughed together, and grew up together.

He also poured out all his heart to the sword.

……

"Hun Dan, he is not a cold-blooded weapon, but my good brother, how could he be trampled underfoot!"

There was a relieved smile on the corner of Yan Buhui's mouth, he thought of the days when the night was long and the sword was his only companion.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a ray of light rushing straight from the back of his spine to his mind, and he was stunned.

"What exactly is a sword?"

Thunder exploded in his heart, Yan Buhui's mind went blank, never in his life was he so clear at this moment.

The sight in front of him seemed to have turned into a gray fog, and the rumbling sound was endless, and the sword light intertwined countless streaks in his mind.

"I ride the wind to the nine skies,

Carrying a three-foot Longquan sword! "

In the outside world, the long sword began to tremble slightly, and wisps of sword energy permeated his whole body.

When the sword energy entangled, the thunder exploded, and the mist dissipated, Yan Buhui also slowly stood up.

Everything has its own momentum, whether it is flowers, trees, or heroes, everything in the world has its own momentum.

And the sword also has its own sword momentum. When the momentum is condensed and the sight in front of him is unprecedentedly clear, Yan Buhui seems to see something different.

"meaning,

That is sword intent. "

……

"Is this the end?" the disciples below whispered.

"The newcomer doesn't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth, let him know that this outer door is not a place where he can be free and unrestrained."

"Dare to challenge Senior Brother Xu Ren, I thought he was capable."

"It's nothing special, I've already expected this ending."

Seeing Yan Buhui's appearance like a dead dog, Xu Ren shook his head secretly, and was about to kick him off the stage to end the competition.

The gap in realm is not so easy to bridge. He was also a genius when he was young, and he showed his sharpness when he first entered the Holy Sect.

But the most indispensable thing in this world is Tianjiao. The real strong must have a heart of awe, and the one who can go to the end is the real winner.

At this moment, I saw a sword Qi coming towards Xu Ren.

Xu Ren was taken aback for a moment, turned to one side, slightly avoided the attack of the sword energy, and looked forward.

I saw countless scalp-numbing sword qi entangled around Yan Buhui, and the dying young man picked up the long sword and struggled to stand up.

Yan Buhui only felt that there was a heroic ambition in his heart to slay demons between heaven and earth.

His pupils shrank, and a gust of cool air was sucked into the back of his head from the back of his spine, and the spiritual light exploded in his thoughts like fireworks.

The sword force dissipated, and the seeds full of meaning were planted in his heart. His aura became stronger and stronger, and he had the aura that the mountain rain was about to come and the wind filled the building.

The long sword was whistling cheerfully in his hand, and countless sword intents enveloped the entire martial arts arena like overwhelming mountains and seas. He opened his eyes slightly, and endless sword energy was refined and burst out.

"This, this is?" Xu Ren's complexion changed, and he took two steps back subconsciously, looking at the endless sword energy floating in the sky.

Yan Buhui swung the long sword slowly, and countless sword qi seemed to find an outlet, and all of them flew towards Xu Ren.

Seeing the scene where the martial arts arena was fully occupied, like a sword prison, Xu Ren knew that he couldn't avoid it, so he quickly raised his sword to meet him.

"Clang" sounded, sparks flew from the long sword, Xu Ren only felt his hands go numb from the shock.

His face was horrified, and cold sweat flowed from his forehead. There was obviously a gap of several small realms between the two of them, but this was just a sword energy and he could barely catch it.

Chapter 74 confrontation

Looking at the endless sword energy in front of him, the sword intent cut through the silent sky, bursting with an unstoppable momentum.

Xu Ren's heart seemed to have stopped beating, and a suffocation from the depths of death almost surrounded him.

"I admit defeat," when the sword energy flew all over the sky, and the magnificent and turbulent scene seemed to cover the sky and the sun, Xu Ren's veins almost burst out, and he roared out those words.

After yelling the words of admitting defeat, Xu Ren seemed to have exhausted all the strength in his body, collapsed and collapsed on the ground.

And those sword qi also stopped only two centimeters away from the tip of his nose.

But because the sword energy was too huge, several sword energy still struck Xu Ren.

He screamed, and his whole body was blown away by the sword energy, and the white clothes he was wearing were instantly stained with blood in the air.

Everyone looked at Xu Ren who flew upside down, and saw the latter fell heavily to the ground, dust flying all over the sky.

He was motionless, and his life and death were uncertain.

……

Yan Buhui on the competition stage also grinned, then couldn't hold on any longer and fell down.

The surroundings of the martial arts competition stage began to make noise, and someone with a dull face muttered to himself: "That rookie...won!"

It seemed that everyone couldn't believe it. It was obvious that the defeat was already decided, why did they suddenly fight back.

Yan Buhui's body was unconscious on the competition stage, but no disciple dared to take care of it at the moment.

Of course, there are also many people who want to help Yan Buhui, which happens to be a favor.

According to Yan Buhui's current potential, his achievements in the future will definitely not be low.

But Shao Xingyu let it go before, anyone who dared to contact Yan Buhui would be his enemy.

Therefore, the outer disciples also sighed a few times, and then left silently.

……

Xu Zimo took Xiao Guizi up to have a look, and checked Yan Buhui's situation.

Although the injury is serious, he won't die for a while, but if he can't be treated in time, he might be in danger.

"Both of you, it's better not to meddle in some things," Huang Tianxie walked up slowly in a white robe from the other side of the competition stage.

"Get lost," Xiao Guizi frowned without even looking at him.

Anyway, with Xu Zimo backing him up, he doesn't have to be afraid.

"You two, I am a friend of Shao Xingyu, the grandson of the Grand Elder of the Holy Martial Sect." Huang Tianxie fixed his eyes, looked at Xiao Guizi and said, "You have to pay the price for what you said just now."

"Shao Xingyu is a fart," Xu Zimo raised his head slightly, and said disdainfully, "This is the Zhenwu Sect, not the one-acre land in the northwest city of yours.

You'd better be a man with your tail between your legs, or I don't mind letting you take a look at him. "

Xu Zimo pointed to Xu Ren, who was lying on the ground and unconscious, and replied calmly.

"You," Huang Tianxie's complexion changed, and he stared at Xu Zimo.

He is not without brains either, since Shao Xingyu's reputation did not overwhelm the other party, I am afraid that the other party's background is also not low.

"I don't know how to call you two?"

"You don't deserve to know," Xu Zimo replied calmly, then winked at the elder of the outer sect next to him, and left with Xiao Guizi.

The elder of the outer sect would also agree, and hurriedly took Yan Buhui, who was already seriously injured, to treat him.

Huang Tianxie looked at the back of Xu Zimo's leaving, his face was cloudy and uncertain, and finally he snorted heavily.

……

At noon the next day, Shao Xingyu came to Yannan Peak and came to find Xu Zimo himself.

As for Shao Xingyu, he was two years older than Xu Zimo and started practicing two years earlier.

It is said that when he was born, he was tested for king-level aptitude, and his grandfather, the Great Elder, expended a lot of energy to raise his aptitude to emperor-level.

Among the younger generation of Zhenwu Shengzong, he can be regarded as the best.

Perhaps it was because of the disagreement between the Great Elder and Xu Qingshan that Xu Zimo and Shao Xingyu had often fought since childhood.