I'm Really a Villain!

"Then why did she help me? Just because I'm handsome?" Xu Zimo asked back.

"Maybe it's because you're handsome," Lin Ruhu said with a chuckle.

"Hey, it seems to make sense," Xu Zimo nodded in agreement.

Having said that, he has always been wary of Miss Jing in his heart.

……

At this moment, the sound of "rumbling" drums sounded like thunder, and sounded all around.

The originally noisy scene was suppressed.

The sound of the drum was deafening, and the drummer was wearing a red robe and holding a drumstick.

The drumsticks were covered with red threads, and with the sound of the drum, the red threads fluttered and danced all over the sky.

Shocking.

Accompanied by the drumsticks, the suzerains of the twelve sects walked towards the distance together.

These twelve people have different auras all over their bodies, with endless aura surging, but they are all powerful, like gods, bringing oppression to everyone.

Twelve people walked by, and eleven of them sat in the seats in front of them.

And Baili Chengfeng stepped onto the ring.

His green robe was fluttering with the breeze, and the sword around his waist was not out of its sheath, but a soaring sword light had descended.

He raised his right hand, and the deafening drumbeats all around stopped.

"Thank you very much for being able to gather here today and contribute to the lives of all beings in this world.

I don't think there is any need for an explanation among the emperor's lineage and immortal sect, but for many ordinary casual cultivators or sects, they don't understand at all, what is a demon? "

After Baili Chengfeng finished speaking, he paused slightly.

He raised his right hand, and at some point a golden scroll appeared in his hand.

The moment he opened the scroll, the endless imperial prestige rushed forward.

At this moment, Emperor Wei soared into the sky, like a knife hanging above the heads of all living beings, and everyone felt a sense of oppression.

Unconsciously want to surrender.

On this golden scroll, there are only two words written, "Slaying Demons."

This word was definitely written by the Great Emperor, and that Emperor Wei will not be wrong.

"This emperor's decree was given by our ancestor, Emperor Changkong," Baili Chengfeng said to suppress all discussions.

"It's not just our Baili family, I believe that many Emperor Lineage Immortal Sects have received similar orders, all from their ancestors."

"I can simply explain to you,

In the distant past, there was a buried history.

The demon lord brought his own demon clan to destroy the whole world. In that period of history, everything was destroyed, people were devastated, and wars raged.

The entire continent was plunged into despair.

In the end, all things could not bear to be oppressed, and united against the devil.

After tens of thousands of years of fighting, the demon lord was finally sealed and the demons were defeated.

Now that time has passed, the demon lord has begun to awaken. Before he fully recovers and gathers the demons, this is our only chance. "

Baili Chengfeng said solemnly: "Everyone, don't think that the matter has nothing to do with you.

When the devil comes, no one will be innocent.

So now, I ask everyone, like the sages of the past, to unite together and follow me...to kill demons. "

"Slay the devil, kill the devil..."

Baili Chengfeng's voice fell, and people around him began to respond intermittently.

Even the sound became louder and louder, and the roaring sound was overwhelming.

"It's just nonsense," Lin Ruhu shouted angrily.

"This man has a way of bewitching people with his speeches. Why didn't he find out before," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

"You said what would happen if I asked him to kneel on the ground later and shout "Long Live the Demon King?"

Baili Chengfeng on the ring waved his hands to signal everyone to be quiet.

Then he smiled and said: "Since we have formed the Devil Swinging League, we naturally have to fight for the same goal.

It's just that the group of dragons has no leader now, which is a big taboo.

But again, this is also the original intention of holding the Devil Smash Conference today. "

"I believe that everyone already knows the rules, as long as you have the strength and can convince the crowd, everyone can participate.

I hereby declare that the Demon Smash Conference has officially started. "

After his words fell, there was also a commotion under the ring.

This conference is not a competition among young people, anyone can participate.

It doesn't matter even if it is an old man.

"Since everyone is waiting, why don't I, Mr. Huang, start first," I saw a loud laugh coming from below.

People looked in the direction of the sound.

"It's the real Huanglong," someone said.

"Loose cultivator, you still have the guts."

Wearing a yellow dragon robe, the Taoist walked onto the ring with his head held high and his face smiling.

"I don't know which brother is willing to compete with me?"

"I'll come," his voice fell, and another voice sounded.

I saw a big, burly man walking up with a huge ax on his back.

"It's from Songyue Mountain," someone began to introduce to those who didn't know.

"They Songyue faction live on Mount Yue. I heard that Mount Songyue has a lot of manpower. Back then they carried Mount Yue across hundreds of thousands of miles without resting."

"Although it sounds good, whether it's the real Huanglong or the person from Songyue Mountain, it always feels almost meaningless."

Someone said in a low voice: "We are choosing the leader, they are not qualified enough."

"You don't understand that," someone beside him laughed.

"This is an opportunity for them to show their faces, and they can plan to be an official in the Devil Slayer League in the future.

Unless a real big shot comes on stage, this is just a warm-up. "

The two stood on the ring, cupping each other.

The Songyue mountain man slowly removed the giant ax behind him.

Chapter 978 Xiao Dingtian, Pulling the Venerable

And Master Huanglong also stood still, looking straight ahead calmly, there was a faint golden dragon flowing in his body.

It was as if the divine dragon was clearly visible in his blood, about to rush out of his veins.

"A single pine in the North Sea has been floating in the world for thousands of years," the Songyue mountain man yelled, and directly raised the giant ax in his hand.

The gigantic ax exploded with unprecedented power, tore through the void, and slashed towards Master Huanglong.

With a dragon chant, the real Huanglong's figure was illusory, as if he had really turned into a dragon, moving in the void.

One of the two is good at strength, and the other is good at speed.

We couldn't meet each other for a while.

After fighting for about five or six minutes, Songyue Mountain Man's momentum suddenly changed. He dropped his giant axe, clasped his hands together, and stood in a very strange posture.

Seeing the other party drop the giant axe, the real Huang Long on the opposite side looked suspicious, but he still hit it with his palm.

Hearing the sound of "Boom", Master Huang Long was horrified to find that his strength could not shake the opponent at all.

But by the time he wanted to get away, it was already too late.

Countless strands of spiritual energy turned into branches, encircling and suppressing it from all directions.

"Do you know why I am called Songyueshanren?" Songyueshanren laughed.

"Yue is Yueshan, and pine, because I am the pine tree on Yueshan, which absorbs the essence of heaven and earth and transforms into shape."

Seeing that the branches of spiritual energy were tying Huanglong tightly, the Songyue mountain people breathed a sigh of relief.

The opponent's speed is really fast.

He directly kicked Master Huanglong off the ring, but it didn't hurt him.

"Songyueshan people won this game. You can choose to fight again or go to rest."

"Let me take a rest," the Songyue mountain man said with a smile.

Immediately, someone else started to appear on the stage, and it felt like you and I would appear on the stage after singing, each leading the way for hundreds of years.

But everyone knows that these people are just warm-up appetizers, and the real big dishes will come later.

For the whole morning, the competition in the arena was carried out in this way.

Even Xu Zimo sighed, these people are really calm.

Finally, another competition ended.

As a figure stood up, the originally noisy scene gradually calmed down.

"The path of practice is like sailing a boat against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. It's better to let the monk push the boat."

I saw a bald monk walking steadily towards the ring step by step.

The prayer beads hanging around his neck are very large, and each prayer bead has a different skull pattern.