Villain: The Empress Master is poisoned, and the traitor is ecstatic

"Bold, dare to violate the rules of the sect master! Kill your fellow disciples, you should be punished!

Shen Jianfei, the peak master of the Grinding Sword Peak, roared angrily, pointed at Chu Mo and shouted, "Take him down!" "

Yes!"

Hearing this, the disciples of Mo Jian Peak agreed in unison, and they all sacrificed their weapons.

"Is the Peak Master of Grinding Sword Peak planning to bully the small with the big?"

Chu Mo sneered.

"Hmph, you ignore the rules of the door first, kill your fellow doorman, you deserve death!"

Shen Jianfei shouted angrily.

"Ignoring the door rules?"

"The first rule of the door: The swordsman, be fearless of the sky, fearless of the ground, and cut down all the enemies who come to attack!"

"Situ Yan ignored the door rules and openly provoked me, and all the moves wanted to kill me, and I killed her just in line with the door rules!"

Chu Mo sneered again and again, not afraid of Shen Jianfei and the others.

"Look for death!"

Shen Jianfei was furious, slapped out with one palm, and the majestic and vast Yuan Force condensed on the long sword in his hand, turned into a cloud of fierce sword qi, and slashed down!

Unexpectedly, the sect master Pei Hanyu walked up at this time, and with a shake of his delicate body, he blocked in front of the sword qi.

Snort!

Her robe was hunting, like a fierce horse, unstoppable, her wrist flipped, and a bronze ancient long sword flashed with a faint cold light.

The tip of the sword was obliquely tilted, and a crisp sword roar resounded throughout the audience.

That group of sword qi was blocked by this sword qi, and it immediately collapsed.

"Chu Mo and Situ Yan fighting outside the ring is not against my words! But it's a private fight, and it will be dealt with after the conference!

Pei Hanyu said lightly.

Shen Jianfei looked at Pei Hanyu's appearance, a hint of jealousy flashed in his eyes, he didn't dare to say more, snorted coldly, and stopped.

"Hahaha... Old Shenzi, you are called a lost apprentice and deflated! Seeing

Shen Jianfei returning, Nameless couldn't help but gloat.

"Shut up!"

Shen Jianfei roared angrily, turned around, and glared at Nameless viciously.

"What? Don't let me say it yet? Who can't see your little bit of caution!

Nameless smiled contemptuously, taunting skills full.

......

"Senior Brother Ye, I'm going to do it if I don't come out with a sword again..."

On the tenth ring next to him, a disciple looked at the champion Ye Yan with a cower, and tried frantically.

Ye Yan, who has always liked white, is wearing a demonic purple robe today, looking extremely feminine.

He watched Situ Yan burn out in front of him, his eyes flashing with a rich murderous intent, and his teeth itched with hatred.

"Rubbish!"

Ye Yan snorted coldly and shifted his gaze to the duel disciple in front of him, his eyes overflowing with cold light: "You are very lucky, you are the first person to see my evil sword technique!"

With that, he stretched out his hand and pointed, and a black and simple sword suddenly hovered above his head.

Hum....

The sword groaned softly, emitting strange fluctuations that made people's scalps tingle.

"Senior Brother Ye Yan..."

I throw in the towel!

Seeing this, the disciple immediately looked at Ye Yan in horror.

"Throw in the towel? It's late!

The corners of Ye Yan's mouth were raised, revealing a bloodthirsty smile, and he stepped out.

This is the saint-level swordsmanship that he endured and betrayed to his master in exchange for him!

If you come out of the sword, you must see blood!

Poof!

The sword sliced through the void, bringing up a brilliant stream of light that went straight to the disciple's throat.

This scene is so fast that people can't react at all.

Even if that disciple had already used the secret technique of defense, he didn't have time to make any resistance, only to hear a soft pop, and one after another bloody arrows flew out, staining half of the ring red.

This disciple did not die, but he was worse than dead, and his body was covered with wounds cut by sword wounds.

Blood gushed out, staining his clothes red, and even the bluestone slabs under his feet turned a crimson color.

If nothing else, this disciple will die in three days!

This is Ye Yan's provocation to Chu Mo!

He wants Chu Mo to be like this disciple and slowly die in pain!

"Hey, how did Senior Brother Ye Yan become like this?"

"It's cruel! It's so spicy!

"This is simply the devil's way...""

I can understand Chu Mo killing the female Shura, after all, it is the female Shura who has always wanted to put Chu Mo to death, but I can't understand Ye Yan, this is too cruel!"

The disciples under the ring all gasped.

Although they couldn't get used to Ye Yan's actions, the other party was the chief disciple of the inner sect after all, and his strength was strong, and they didn't dare to provoke him.

Chu Mo stood in the ninth ring, because he had just behaved too fiercely, no one dared to challenge him so far.

He just quietly watched the scene of Ye Yan's killing, without the slightest wave in his heart.

He was mocking in his heart.

What decent villain?

Kill one person for your life, kill 10,000 people for nothing! Find a suitable reason to kill even less!

No matter how lame the reason, you just need to do enough to get a good name!

Ye Yan is still the same Ye Yan, it's just the difference between wearing a halo and not wearing a halo!

He put on his halo and found a lame reason to behead himself, and everyone applauded!

Without the aura, without the reason, you Ye Yan is also a villain!

Is this an ass decision head?

...

After waiting for a long time, Chu Mo finally waited for an opponent who dared to challenge him!

The man is not tall, but his hair is dragged from the top of his head to the ground

, his face is thin, his eyes are deep, the bridge of his nose is straight, his thin lips are tightly pursed, his body is thin, and he looks weak.

It's quite delicate.

Chu Mo always felt that the other party had an indescribable sense of familiarity.

"Your Excellency?"

After looking at the other party for a moment, Chu Mo couldn't help but ask.

"In Xia Ye Fan, please advise!"

Ye Fan arched his hand and said respectfully.

"Ye Fan?"

Chu Mo frowned slightly.

The name....

A new child of luck?

Wouldn't this be the same thing that came through?

Chu Mo didn't dare to be careless, and carefully observed Ye Fan's behavior.

"They are afraid of you, but I am not. Let the horses come!

Ye Fan glanced at Chu Mo lightly, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

Chu Mo also observed Ye Fan for a long time, and finally decided to be more steady.

Come up and make a twenty overlapping wave sword intent to test it.

The tide is born, the waves are rising!

Chu Mo's heart moved, and the Baguio sword whip suddenly flew out, slashing a graceful arc in the air, and roared towards Ye Fan.

"That's it?"

Ye Fan smiled contemptuously, not hiding or avoiding, full of confidence!

His arm shook, the sword groaned softly, turned into a sword shadow in the sky, and greeted the sword intent emitted by Chu Mo's Baguio sword whip.

Bang bang bang....

The two spiritual weapons collided together, bursting out with dazzling sparks and emitting a deafening roar.

Suddenly, a circle of strong winds visible to the naked eye raged, kicking up a cloud of dust.

This sound was transmitted far away, attracting the attention of many people around, and they all looked towards this side.

Ye Fan, pawn!