I'm Really a Villain!

The light faded away, and a snow-white Pegasus appeared in midair.

A majestic breath from ancient times, like a wild beast, emanated from the Pegasus. It stood proudly between the heaven and the earth like a king among beasts.

The whole body is snow-white, holy and pure, with a pair of wings growing behind it. The wings are three meters long, covering the sky and covering the sun. Every wing on it seems to emit holy light.

Its head is like a horse, but it has a long black horn on top of its head.

Its eyes shone with silver light, its left eye was scarlet, and its right eye was jet black.

The moment the snow-colored Pegasus appeared, the surrounding space was faintly oppressed and exploded.

"This is?" Luo Changhe under the martial arts stage watched the Pegasus appear, staring and thinking.

"The Divine Beast Reincarnation Tianma," the elder of Tianzhen replied in surprise.

When the world mentions the true fool and sage, they will praise his self-created Hundred Beasts Fist, and talk about his deeds with relish.

Everyone in the world thought that the Hundred Beast Shadows were just ordinary monsters.

But in fact, except for those who fought against him in the same era, few others know the truth.

……

Time went back a long, long time ago, that man whose name was unknown and whose dao name was Zhenyu once strayed into the inheritance temple of the beast clan.

He saw many divine beasts that had been destroyed in history in the temple, although he was not a beast race and could not accept the inheritance of these divine beasts.

But he comprehended the essence of the ten divine beasts from it, and he integrated those ten divine beasts into his Hundred Beasts Fist.

And this Samsara Pegasus is one of them.

The moment the Samsara Pegasus appeared, Luo Yifeng's complexion changed instantly.

He only felt a huge pressure descending on his side, and the strange eyes of Samsara Tianma stared at him, and the movement of spiritual energy in his body seemed to have stagnated.

Luo Yifeng took a deep breath, tightly grasped the long sword in his hand, and concentrated all his strength on this sword.

The sword light shone brightly in front of everyone as if cutting through a moat, and the endless sword energy charged towards Morey.

Mo Lei squinted his eyes slightly, moved his right leg half a step back, clenched his right fist tightly, and his right arm curved slightly, and then directly hit Luo Yifeng.

The moment he moved, the phantom of the Samsara Pegasus in mid-air also moved closely.

The coercion from the ancient mythical beasts permeated the arena, and the Samsara Pegasus raised its head and roared, and directly merged into Morey's body.

At this moment, Mo Lei only felt that his whole body was full of strength, the strong wind from his fist separated the air on both sides, and the sword light was shattered with one punch.

The force of the fist remained undiminished, and Luo Yifeng never thought that he would be crushed so easily by the opponent with a full blow of his sword.

Before he even had time to react, he was hit directly in the abdomen, a mouthful of blood sprayed all around, and he flew upside down.

……

As Luo Yifeng's body hit the seat beside him heavily, the hearts of those disciples watching the match all seemed to tremble violently.

Everyone's eyes on the young man on the field changed a lot.

After falling to the ground, Luo Yifeng glanced at the competition platform unwillingly, and wanted to say something else.

But the injuries on his body made him almost painful to breathe, and he could only sit cross-legged to recover from his injuries.

As the elders of the inner sect announced the top three winners of the inner sect competition, the entire Holy Spring Sect around them reveled.

Unlike the boy's boos when he first came on stage, this time there were shouts.

"Wait a minute," Morey suddenly yelled as the inner competition was about to end.

Looking at the puzzled eyes of the elder of the inner sect, Morey stepped off the stage and came to the elder of Tianzhen.

He said in a respectful tone: "Elder Tianzhen, I have some suggestions, I don't know if I can say them?"

The elder of Tianzhen looked at Mo Lei in surprise, and said with a smile: "If you have anything to say, just say it."

Chapter 94 To Fight or Not to Fight

"I often hear that the True Martial Sect is the number one sect in the Far West, and I have always admired it." Morey said neither humble nor overbearing: "I have been practicing for several years, and I have always wanted to fight against the disciples of the Sacred Sect, but I have never had the opportunity.

I finally met once today, can you experience how powerful the disciples of the Holy Sect are. "

Hearing what Morey said, the Elder Tianzhen glanced at Luo Changhe indiscriminately. He didn't know whether this matter was his disciple's own initiative or a provocation by Luo Changhe.

The difference is somewhat intriguing.

"Presumptuous, this time the Holy Sect came to our sect just to watch the inner sect competition, and it's not a competition between sects. It's not your turn to suggest," Luo Changhe was startled, and quickly angrily reprimanded.

He didn't expect that Morey would be so bold, even if he wanted to compete, he would have to wait until the big competition between the sects.

Instead of saying it face to face like this, it is completely provoking Zhenwu Shengzong.

You must know that although Shengquanzong is powerful, it is still a long way from Emperor Lineage Immortal Sect, especially the existence of one sect with four emperors like Zhenwu Shengzong.

Although he didn't like to follow others, he didn't want to offend Zhenwu Shengzong just like that.

"It doesn't matter," the elder Tianzheng on the side interrupted Luo Changhe with a smile, and said, "I really agree with the discussion between the disciples. After all, let those boys know that there is a sky beyond the sky. Don't think that being a saint is the name of the emperor. Can run amok.

It's just a pity that I brought some core disciples with me when I came this time, I'm afraid you are not their opponent. "

Both Lu Ang and Cai Yufei are now at the Real Pulse Realm, and it would be a bit of a bully to fight with Mo Lei at the True Pulse Realm.

As for Xu Zimo and Xiao Guizi, the elders of Tianzhen did not count, one was not outstanding in the inner sect, and the other hadn't practiced for long.

"It's fine if it's inconvenient, I was the one to be abrupt," Morey said hastily.

The reason why he challenged Zhenwu Shengzong was firstly to establish his prestige.

Now that he defeated Luo Yifeng, the number one person in the inner sect, his prestige is already very high. If he can defeat the disciples of Zhenwu Shengzong, then his position in the inner sect will be considered stable.

As for the second, it can be regarded as a proof of dissatisfaction. The first sect he participated in the assessment was the Zhenwu Shengzong, but unfortunately he was not selected because of his poor talent.

Later he came to the Holy Spring Sect, and got the inheritance of the True Fool and Sage by chance.

"Why don't I try it," Xu Zimo suddenly stood up and said just as Morey was about to leave.

Under the surprised eyes of everyone, he walked down the audience stage step by step and came to the position below.

"Elder Seven, why don't I try it," Xu Zimo said with a smile, looking at Elder Tianzhen.

Elder Tianzhen stared at Xu Zimo for a long time, then nodded and said: "Yes, let's finish the discussion."

In fact, he didn't want Xu Zimo to play in his heart. After all, the opponent hadn't practiced for long, so there was no need to be a hero.

Although this is just an ordinary competition, it also represents the face of the sect.

……

"You just went through a big battle, I'll give you half a quarter of an hour to rest," Xu Zimo said looking at Morey.

Then he walked onto the competition stage on his own.

Sometimes the script is exactly the same. In the previous life, Morey also wanted to challenge the Zhenwu Shengzong after winning the game.

At that time, he had just been exposed to cultivation not long ago, and he was only at the initial stage of the Pulse Condensation Realm, so he was naturally unable to fight, and then he let it go.

But this time, he felt that it would be better to teach the other party some lessons, even though he didn't have that much sense of honor, throwing his head and blood for the reputation of the sect.

But I am also a member of Zhenwu Shengzong at any rate, so I can't let others avoid the battle and look down on me.

……

"No need, the battle just now didn't consume much," Morey said, shaking his head.

Hearing these words, Luo Yifeng, who was healing beside him, almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, angry from internal injuries.

It's fine for the other party to defeat him, but now he's still saying it so easily, as if he doesn't even have the qualifications to be his opponent.

"Young people can understand if you are young, but don't be brave, show your best form to fight, this is also a kind of respect for me," Xu Zimo said with a smile: "You should rest for a while, lest you say that I win No martial arts."

Morey took a deep look at Xu Zimo, then nodded, sat cross-legged and began to recuperate.

He did consume a lot in that battle just now. The reason why he refused Xu Zimo's words was because he thought Xu Zimo looked down on him, so he just refused.

……

The huge Qingluan moved towards Zhenwu Shengzong as if covering the sky and covering the sun.

This behemoth located in the far west has ruled the sect for thousands of years since the establishment of the sect by Emperor Zhenwu. It is the first time that the peace he has maintained for hundreds of years has been broken.

The powerful holy power spread over Qingluan, Elder Xianyun stood in the air, and the space around her rippled layer by layer.

All the disciples of Zhenwu Shengzong could feel this vast coercion.

"Who dares to invade my Sacred Sect," an old voice sounded in Zhenwu Sacred Sect.

Immediately afterwards, several powerful auras shot up into the sky, instantly suppressing Elder Xianyun's sacred power.

"I'm just here to seek justice," Elder Xianyun's complexion changed slightly, but he still stood on top of Qingluan's head with undiminished momentum, and shouted loudly.

As soon as Elder Xianyun's words fell, a different Daoyun suddenly appeared in the world at this time.

All the momentum dissipated at this moment, as if even space and time were frozen.

On the Qingshan peak in the distance, Xu Qingshan wore a green robe, like a scholar who walked out of a poem and painting in misty rain.

The green robe was fluttering in the wind, his long hair was tied up in a bun, and he walked slowly towards the distance, step by step.

He took a step into the air, and it seemed that he was still on the top of the distant peak a moment ago, but in the blink of an eye, he seemed to wake up from a haze, and he had already arrived in front of Qingluan.

"Sect Master Xu, I'm here to inquire about the saintess of our sect," Elder Xian Yun said calmly.

"I don't want to hear your explanation," Xu Qingshan said flatly: "If you want to ask for some advice, please come here as a visitor.

If you are declaring war on our Zhenwu Shengzong on behalf of Xianlingzong, then I will accept it. "

Elder Xianyun's complexion changed slightly, but he still said forcefully, "I'm just here to inquire about the saintess of my sect."

"I just want to ask you, to fight or not to fight," Xu Qingshan said indifferently: "If not to fight, please pay attention to your attitude.

If you want to fight, today I will make your Immortal Spirit Sect disappear from this extreme western land.

Unless the Great Emperor Wuchen goes down to the realm, besides, my Zhenwu Sacred Sect is not without a great emperor. "

As Xu Qingshan's voice fell, his original plain aura changed, and his whole body exuded a boundless aura like a monarch.