I'm Really a Villain!

With one step forward, a phantom of a divine dragon will turn into reality. In an instant, the dragon's chant will not stop, and a storm will rise.

Another two steps out, the long dragon hovered above her head, facing the Overlord far away.

"This woman actually practiced such a domineering pulse technique," someone said in a low voice.

There are seven steps against the dragon, and the power contained in each step is unimaginable.

When Gong Yun'er reached the fifth step, Xiang Tianheng could hardly bear it.

The pressure made it difficult for him to breathe, his forehead was covered with sweat, and the blood vessels on the surface of his skin were about to explode.

Veins burst out, and the eyeballs of the whole person were blood red.

Seeing that Gong Yuner was about to take the sixth step, Xu Qingshan stood up quickly and shouted: "Enough, we admit defeat."

It's not terrible to lose the game, but Xiang Tianheng was cultivated by the sect with great difficulty.

It may not even be possible to become a successor in the future, if he just dies here, Xu Qingshan will never allow it.

"Next," Gong Yun'er smiled, and her aura immediately disappeared.

Only Xiang Tianheng was left panting on the ring, and was supported by several disciples.

……

Seeing that the two of them were defeated in a row, there were more people talking about it.

Many people think that they are no better than Xiang Tianheng and the others, which also puts their pressure on them a lot.

"Mozi, go ahead," the elder of the Purgatory Holy Sect said to Tian Mozi.

"Are you sure?"

"No," Tian Mozi smiled and walked directly onto the ring.

It's been a long time since I saw him, and today's Tian Mozi has also grown a lot.

A head of black hair was loosely scattered behind her back, and her pupils looked extraordinarily strange.

His lips were even black.

With a long knife hanging from his waist, he walked up slowly.

"Here's an interesting one," Gong Yuner said with a smile after seeing Tian Mozi walk up to the stage.

"Please enlighten me," Tian Mozi said calmly.

Chapter 810 The Meaning of Hundred Soldiers

"Come on," Gong Yun'er said lightly.

I saw Tian Mozi slowly draw out the long knife at his waist.

The knife is three feet long, with all the sharpness exposed, and a light black demonic energy lingers on it.

"I use the strongest move. If I lose, I will leave, and I will never get entangled," Tian Mozi said calmly.

As soon as the voice fell, a devilish energy suddenly floated around him.

Behind him appeared a phantom with condensed magic energy.

Xu Zimo looked at it with great interest, this day Mo Zi really lived up to his name, he was possessed by a demon.

I don't know what kind of adventure he had, but he accidentally joined the demon clan.

This kind of demon clan is considered to be in the same vein as Xu Zimo, and it is not like practicing madness.

Tian Mozi suddenly opened his eyes with a "buzz".

As if there was a wind blowing, the devilish energy around him floated up.

The magic knife in his hand trembled, as if eager to fight.

A gust of wind blew by, and Tian Mozi's figure turned into a stream of light in everyone's sight.

The streamer flickered a little, and it had appeared in front of Gong Yun'er, accompanied by the magic knife raised high.

"Chop," Tian Mozi shouted lightly.

On the magic knife, there are many ghosts, and the ghost behind him is his true life, it seems to swallow Gong Yuner's whole body.

Gong Yun'er directly started Nilong Qibu, dodging the attack of Tianmozi.

The figures of the two quickly switched, chasing and fleeing, and those people with a slightly lower cultivation level in the audience could not even see the figures of the two clearly.

Only blurry afterimages are flickering.

Finally, when Gong Yuner took seven steps, seven divine dragons hovered above her head, her power at this moment, even cracks appeared in the imprisoned void.

"Cut! Chop! Chop!"

At this moment, Tian Mozi's eyes are red, only Gong Yun'er is in his eyes, and he just wants to kill her by the knife.

No distractions, no distractions.

Finally, when the dragon and the magic knife collided, there was only a "boom".

The arena under the two of them was completely shattered and shattered into pieces.

And the dragon above Gong Yun'er's head flew upside down after screaming.

Tian Mozi stood on the spot panting, his eyes gradually became clear.

Seeing Gong Yun'er flying upside down, Tian Mozi sighed and said, "I'm defeated."

Gong Yun'er stood up slowly, and looked at her robe.

There was a gap in the top that was separated by a knife.

She looked at the back of Tian Mozi leaving, her eyes narrowed slightly.

"Why did you admit defeat? Isn't this gaining the upper hand?" Someone asked suspiciously.

This move was obviously won by Tian Mozi.

"The momentum of the magic knife, one bang, then decline, three exhaustion," Xu Zimo said calmly.

"This day Mozi used his strongest strength to use this knife, but only repelled Gong Yun'er.

For the next blow, he must not be so strong, and the opponent didn't even use his true life, so there is still meaning in fighting. "

Hearing Xu Zimo's words, the people around suddenly realized.

Right now, almost in the blink of an eye, three people have been defeated.

This made it difficult for everyone to calm down.

Who is this woman who suddenly appeared, I have never heard of it before.

This appearance surprised everyone.

Only Xu Zimo watched with interest and confidence.

The people in Tianwaiji Palace are naturally not simple.

The specific matter has to be talked about by the power of Tianwai Jigong.

Their existence, or the meaning of existence itself, is equivalent to the three hands of some people.

Some people in Tianwaitian want to reach into the Yuanyang Continent.

And the Tianwaiji Palace is playing the role of the third hand.

As a key training object, Gong Yun'er has received resources that are not comparable to those of the Emperor Lineage Immortal Sect.

None of those existences from Heaven Beyond Heaven is stronger than Emperor Lineage Immortal Sect.

Xu Zimo also knew a thing or two about their purpose, but in his previous life he was just a passerby and had no contact with them at all.

In the next life, many things that should come will still happen again after all, but in this life, Xu Zimo has the final say on many things.

If you dare to stretch out the hand that you are not allowed to stretch out, not only will your hand be broken, but your head will also be blown off.

……

Above the ring, Gong Yuner's cold voice sounded again.

"Next person."

Except for Xu Zimo, the remaining seven people were a little silent.

Because many people knew in their hearts that they were not much stronger than Tian Mozi and Xiang Tianheng, even if they played, it would only add to the laughing stock.

"What? Is this how you Tianjiao of the Eastern Continent are?" Gong Yuner chuckled lightly.

"I'll do it," Li Mubai yawned, and stepped onto the ring in a carefree manner.

"A group of saints and saints, no one has the courage of a casual cultivator," Gong Yun'er mocked.

"Although I know I'm excellent, don't rush to praise me," Li Mubai said, waving his hand.

"In order not to knock you off later, it's embarrassing."

"If you have the ability, I will admit it too," Gong Yun'er replied.

Li Mubai smiled, but his eyes were extremely serious.

He didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.

The white soldier's battle body was turned on directly. At this moment, he looked from a distance, as if he had become a weapon.

Sometimes it becomes a knife, showing its sharpness, sometimes it becomes a sword, and sometimes it turns into a spear, proudly in the sky...

With a combat body of hundreds of soldiers, endless weapons, knives, guns, sticks, axes, halberds and whips, he seems to be transformed into a hundred soldiers.

Moreover, the weapons of these people in the surrounding ring seemed to be pulled.

One by one contended, as if about to fly out of the weapon sheath.

Li Mubai raised his hand, ten thousand sword qi flew into the void, and the majesty appeared for the first time.

Raising his hand again, the endless sword intent turned into purgatory, as if the sword intent was like a sea, covering the void.

A long spear came to the void, and the "clang" sounded crisply and softly, as if it wanted to pierce the endless void, cut through the silent sky, and soar into the sky in one fell swoop.