I'm Really a Villain!

"To be honest, it's a bit unexpected," Ji Ruobing replied frankly.

"So how stupid you would be to challenge me," Xu Zimo shook his head and laughed.

"I didn't want to hurt you. To be honest, among the younger generation, there is no one who can really catch my eye."

"If you said that just now, I would definitely feel shameless.

But now, I believe. "

Ji Ruobing said seriously: "I have another move, if you can block it, I will admit defeat."

Xu Zimo stretched out his right hand and lifted it slightly.

Ji Ruobing's aura changed completely.

On the entire Cone of Myriad Tribulations, the originally colorful colors were completely reduced to black.

The deep black is slowly rotating.

A special spiritual energy diffused from the cone of myriad calamities, condensed together, and floated towards the sky.

Ji Ruobing's long hair was windless and automatic, and her purple shirt also rang suddenly.

A cold but serious voice followed.

"Divine Tribulation: The Will of All Beings."

In the pitch-black sky, dark clouds piled up together.

Long dragon-like silver lightning bolts shuttled through the clouds.

It can be seen that this move has consumed Ji Ruobing a lot, her face is pale, a sickly white.

The blood in the body seemed to be drained.

The so-called will of all beings is to condense the mighty power of all beings to knock down a person from the consciousness.

This is not a physical attack, nor is it an attack of the soul.

More precisely, it is willpower.

Just ask the will of tens of thousands of people versus the will of one person, the gap can be imagined.

The will of all beings turned into a river of thunder.

The magnificent waves whizzed past in the middle of the sky.

"Everyone, don't watch it," someone shouted around the competition stage.

Although this river of thunder was not aimed at them, the aftermath alone made them unbearable.

Thoughts seem to be a mess, it is difficult to describe in words.

All refrained from imagining what was in the sky.

And Xu Zimo, as the center of everything, is the one who can feel the pressure most intuitively.

……

Suddenly, Ji Ruobing's figure was a little thin, and the consumption of this move was unimaginable.

She almost couldn't stand still, and stood with her hand on the guardrail of the competition platform.

"Please teach me," Ji Ruobing said in a still sonorous voice.

This is her self-created Heavenly Tribulation, and it is also the move she is most proud of.

Instead of following the path of the ancestor Wanjie Great, he created his own path.

When the thunder river fell, Xu Zimo did not escape.

There is no way to escape.

His whole body was shrouded in it, and his consciousness seemed to have entered a pitch-black void.

Countless thoughts floated from the darkness and poured into Xu Zimo's mind.

These thoughts are various, and seem to be the lives of countless people.

There are men, women, old people, children.

There are also swordsmen, holy sons of the emperor's immortal sect, and disciples of ordinary sects...

It seems that there are all kinds of life, a hundred different experiences.

All mixed in Xu Zimo's mind.

If it is an ordinary cultivator, when encountering such a situation, I am afraid that the whole person will go crazy directly.

After all, with so many lives at the same time, you may lose yourself in the end.

There was always a voice in his mind that was inducing Xu Zimo.

Give up the road of martial arts!

There are thousands of things in the world, beauties, wealth, and status are many things to enjoy, so why not forget this endless martial arts.

"It's really murderous," Xu Zimo thought to himself.

This move not only defeated himself, but also defeated his own Dao Xin.

Once the dao heart is defeated, then this person's martial arts will be over.

……

Seen from the outside world, Xu Zimo's figure froze in place at this moment.

Motionless, expressionless.

"That guy?" Ji Ruobing next to him frowned slightly.

Logically speaking, people who are trapped in their own gods should not all be in pain and struggling.

This is the first time she has seen such a situation that is as calm as a pool of water, without even the slightest fluctuation.

Suddenly, she found Xu Zimo moved.

He raised his right hand slightly, and the Ba Ying in his hand pointed directly at her.

The corners of the mouth are slightly grinned, with a faint smile.

"You are still far behind," Xu Zimo said with a light smile.

"You," Ji Ruobing's expression changed drastically, the other party broke away from his sentient will so quickly.

And it's effortless and looks effortless.

Xu Zimo didn't say much, Ba Ying in his hand directly killed the opponent.

"I admit defeat," Ji Ruobing shouted hastily before she had time to think too much.

"It's just an ordinary sparring, but you want to destroy humanity, no matter whether you admit defeat or not.

I should win some prizes," Xu Zimo said with a light smile.

After his words fell, the whole person appeared in front of Ji Ruobing.

Ba Ying cut off the opponent's long sword directly.

Put it on the opponent's neck.

"You want to kill me?" Ji Ruobing said in disbelief.

After all, the two were just exchanging ideas, not a life-and-death struggle like Ao Nan's.

"It's not necessary to kill you, but I should take revenge," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

"What do you want?" Ji Ruobing asked.

"If I hurt you, I guess you won't be afraid. You people don't lack medicine for healing."

Xu Zimo thought for a moment, then said with a smile, "I suddenly thought of an interesting way."

"What?" Before Ji Ruobing finished speaking, the Ba Ying in Xu Zimo's hand had already slashed towards him.

Ji Ruobing closed her eyes, subconsciously wanting to dodge.

The sound of the wind brought by the scimitar whizzed past her ears, but Ji Ruobing didn't feel any pain.

She opened her eyes and looked at Xu Zimo suspiciously.

But what Xu Zimo left for her was only the back view of leaving.

Ji Ruobing lowered her head subconsciously, at this moment, her face was flushed.

I saw that the purple shirt I was wearing was broken into pieces by the knife.

Although there is no dew point, it is very messy.

"You bastard!"

Chapter 871 Shi Yuyan, Immortal Fanzong

The purple shirt was disheveled in the wind, Ji Ruobing's face was flushed.

Especially in front of so many people.

She clutched her chest and fled into the distance in a panic.

"Let's go," Xu Zimo said, looking at Shi Jian.

"What are you doing, take me with you too," said the monk Dazhi from the side.

"Then let's go together, to the Yu Clan," Xu Zimo nodded.

At this moment, Shi Jian looked at Xu Zimo with a face full of disbelief.

"Is that how you defeated Ji Ruobing?"

"What's wrong?" Xu Zimo asked.

"It's so easy, but I can't accept it for a while," Shi Jian said truthfully.

"Actually, for me, my goal was not my peers a long time ago," Xu Zimo said with a smile.