I'm Really a Villain!

Everyone looked up in surprise, only to see Xu Zimo standing beside him, looking at the situation inside with great interest.

"Lin, Senior Brother Lin Qiu," a disciple said in surprise.

"Still leaving, wait to be surrounded again?" Xu Zimo asked.

"Oh," the four disciples came to their senses, and quickly walked out of the gap surrounded by the branches.

"You just now?" Xue Qingming gave Xu Zimo a complicated look.

Xue Qingming thought he couldn't do that saber qi just now, that kind of powerful attack.

"What's the matter?" Xu Zimo asked lightly.

"It's nothing." Xue Qingming lowered his head, unable to see his expression clearly, and shook his head slightly.

"Brother Lin, you have to decide for us," a disciple beside him cried.

"What are you doing? You are stupid, and you blame others?" Xu Zimo asked back.

The disciple was speechless.

"Have you ever seen Shen Lang from Bixiao Peak?" Xu Zimo asked.

"Is that Bi Xiao's first strike?" said the disciple next to him.

"I've seen it before, he was the one who drove us into this monster mist forest just now."

"Take me to him," Xu Zimo said.

"He walked north just now, we have to leave the Monster Mist Forest first," Xue Qingming said beside him.

"It's simple," Xu Zimo raised his hand, only to see a ball of flame condensed from his palm.

"Liaoyuan," he yelled softly, and the flames instantly spread into a sea of ​​flames, spreading down from the surrounding area, and burning the entire forest.

The sound of "crackling" sounded all around, and the sea of ​​fire burned into a road ahead.

The surrounding trees unexpectedly came to life, and their branches stretched out to extinguish the flames.

It's a pity that these are not ordinary flames at all. Anyone who comes into contact with flames can burn them up instantly.

"I know you can understand what I'm saying, get out of the way, and I'll stop the fire.

Otherwise, I don't mind spending some trouble to burn this forest," Xu Zimo said lightly.

Not long after his words fell, the big trees in the entire forest began to move.

In an instant, he gave way to a road, and even the surrounding fog was dispelled.

"This," the person next to him looked at this scene in surprise.

"Senior brother Lin, what did you do before?" The disciple next to him looked at Xu Zimo dully.

"How could it be such a waste?" Xu Zimo asked with a smile.

"No, it's just so deeply hidden," the disciple said after organizing his words.

Xu Zimo shook his head slightly, he couldn't tell the other party that his predecessor was indeed a waste.

The foggy forest was constantly moving, and everyone found the exit after walking not far.

When everyone looked back again, they saw the forest drifting away and disappearing into the mist.

"Which direction?" Xu Zimo asked lightly.

"North," Xue Qingming pointed to the front and said, "But he is not alone, there are several disciples of Bixiao Peak beside him."

"It's okay," Xu Zimo shook his head and walked north.

……

Seeing this scene at the top of Dao Dao Peak, everyone frowned slightly.

"Lord Lin Feng, your son is hiding deep enough," Wang Yuntian said from the side.

"Qiuer," Lin Beisheng frowned slightly, and suddenly remembered what Xu Zimo had said before.

How did Yang Cheng, who fought back against him, fight Lin Feng, the emperor's son, say so easily, where did he have the confidence?

Many thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant, and Lin Beisheng found that he could not see through this son more and more.

"It really is him," Mu Changge, who was at the front, frowned slightly.

The person who will kill Qingjiao in his heart has been confirmed. The reason for guessing before is that Xu Zimo is too young.

Chapter 642 Have You Played Enough?

The reason why he wasn't sure before was that Qingjiao had already reached the Melting Heaven Realm, but Xu Zimo was only too old.

At this age, reaching the Melting Heaven Realm, at least the Holy Son of the Holy Sect can't do it, probably only at the level of the Divine Son of the Eternal Divine Sect.

"Lord Lin Feng, I don't know what level Young Master Ling has reached," Mu Changge asked with a smile.

"I don't know about this either," Lin Beisheng hesitated for a while before finally saying.

"I basically don't ask about his usual practice."

"It's all about being clumsy, can it be compared to our nine-veined emperor?" Qi Hai, the master of Jingxiao Peak, chuckled disdainfully.

"It's just sensationalism."

"Master Qi Feng, don't underestimate others, I think he is quite good," Mu Changge said with a smile.

"Elder Mu, it's not that I look down on you. If you meet Ye'er, you will definitely let him know what a real Tianjiao is," Qi Hai said proudly from the side.

"Let's continue watching," Mu Changge said.

……

Leaving the Monster Mist Forest, Xue Qingming and the others led Xu Zimo all the way to the north.

After running wildly for about half an hour, I saw a few figures walking leisurely not far ahead.

"Senior Brother Shen Lang, how should we find the token?" A disciple next to him asked.

"What's the hurry, some things can't be found even if you deliberately look for them.

Except for the emperor of Jiumai, we can snatch the tokens from other people," Shen Lang said lightly.

He was wearing a yellow robe with a machete hanging from his waist, and the long hair on his forehead was gently fluttering in the wind.

"Brother, it seems that someone is chasing you." At this time, the disciples beside him also found the traces of Xu Zimo's group.

Shen Lang frowned slightly, looking at the group of people behind him.

When he saw Xu Zimo, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Is it true that enemies don't get together?"

"Senior brother Shen, it seems that Xue Qingming and the others were tricked by us just now, so they are going to settle accounts," said a disciple beside him with a smile.

"Then give it a try, their Taixiao Peak disciples are just a bunch of trash," another disciple continued.

When Xu Zimo and his group approached, a famous disciple of Bixiao Peak raised his eyebrows, stood up and said with a smile: "Hey, aren't these people from Taixiao Peak? Why aren't you dead yet?"

"Shen Lang, you tricked us into the Monster Mist Forest, how will this be settled?" Xue Qingming glared and said.

"What do you want to calculate?" Shen Lang chuckled, and directly pulled out the scimitar from his waist.

With a sound of "clang", the saber intent circled his body and passed across him vertically and horizontally.

"Do you want to die?" Xu Zimo looked at Shen Lang and said lightly.

"Death? It's up to you?" Shen Lang snorted coldly, and said lightly: "I haven't settled the score with you yet about Qing'er."

"Don't worry, you will die. When I leave the ruins and go outside, I will let her accompany you soon," Xu Zimo said lightly.

"Big words," Shen Lang snorted softly, the aura around him exploded, and the saber energy condensed directly on the scimitar, and slashed towards Xu Zimo.

"You should stay here forever and sleep forever."

When the saber energy fell, the disciples of Bixiao Peak all around were a little gloating.

But Xue Qingming and the others had solemn faces, and it could be seen that Shen Lang didn't hold back anything with this knife, and directly tried to kill Xu Zimo with all his strength.

After all, he also knew that if Xu Zimo couldn't kill him with one blow, he would run away with the space token.

Seeing the knife fall, Xu Zimo didn't dodge or dodge, letting the long knife cut on him.

With a "bang", the bloody sword in everyone's eyes did not happen.

Instead, the scimitar seemed to be cut on the steel, and it broke into two halves directly.

"This," Shen Lang stared at the handle of the knife in his hand in astonishment, and he froze in place.

"Is it fun?" Xu Zimo said lightly.

"What are you doing?" Shen Lang reacted instantly, and quickly backed away.

"It seems that you have practiced some physical exercises, and you know that you are a waste and cannot practice spiritual energy."

"Do you really think so?" Xu Zimo chuckled.

"Pretentious" Shen Lang snorted coldly, and threw the handle of the knife aside.

The saber intents around him were frantically condensed, and these saber intents merged with the aura, gradually manifesting in the sky.

Condensed into a bloody small machete.

This scimitar devoured blood, as if it contained extremely powerful killing, it stood out from the sea of ​​blood in purgatory.

"This is Bixiao Peak's pulse-suppressing technique, the Asura Saber," Xue Qingming said with narrowed eyes.

"This Shen Lang really deserves to be Bi Xiao's first sword. It is enough to be proud of being able to practice asura sword at this age."

"Isn't Senior Brother Lin very dangerous?" A disciple said worriedly.

"Looking down, I can't see through Senior Brother Lin," Xue Qingming shook his head lightly.

The Shura knife condensed on the top of Xu Zimo's head, forming a vortex of aura, which absorbed the aura of the sky like a cloud.

"This knife of mine not only attacks, but also targets the soul, how do you block it?" Xue Qingming shouted angrily, and threw the Asura knife directly.

"Do you need to block it?" Xu Zimo raised his head slightly and said calmly.

When the scimitar brought endless hostility, as if killing from the bloody hell,