After transmigrating into a villain, villains always want to assassinate me!
Chapter 190 Don't be too arrogant!
Chapter 190 Don't be too arrogant!
"Whether you can go or not, it all depends on your performance."
Performance?What performance?After the words fell, Han Yubing was slightly taken aback.
As if thinking of something, Han Yubing slowly bent his knees, kissed the back of Meng Qinyin's hand, and said solemnly and piously, "Is this performance okay? Please also ask the master to promise to let the disciple go down the mountain."
In the eager anticipation, the corner of Meng Qinyin's mouth twitched slightly. It was obvious that the villain had misunderstood her meaning.
Immediately, she shook her head very slowly, cast a spell, and helped Han Yubing get up.
"What this seat means is that you will compete with this seat openly. If you don't lose within three moves, this seat will agree to your request."
"Okay." Han Yubing breathed a sigh of relief, nodded very seriously, and pulled out the divine sword at his waist, "Master, that disciple is not welcome!"
Snapped!Meng Qinyin chanted the secret formula, swung a shocking whip, and stabbed directly at Han Yubing's face.
Mietian Shenjian pulled out a complex sword flower, faced up to the difficulties, and really took the whip.
"Okay!" Meng Qinyin praised with a smile, and came again with a whip, turning into a fiery afterimage.
This time, Han Yubing reacted a little slower, exhausted all his strength, and reluctantly gave the move to the next one.
"The last move!" This time, Meng Qinyin didn't practice with Qian Kun Chi, but with his fists, which turned into swift shadows and attacked Han Yubing's face.
Han Yubing never expected that the master could actually be good at boxing. After barely accepting this move, he was so shocked that he took several steps back again and again, and finally managed to stabilize his figure with a tactic.
"Very good!" Over there, Meng Qinyin slapped her hands with a smile, the corners of her lips raised higher and higher, "Okay, I promise you to go down the mountain to practice, now, pack your luggage and go."
In a blink of an eye, less than half an hour passed, and a group of people gathered outside the mountain gate and sat on Meng Qinyin's flying magic carpet.
The magic carpet slowly flew up to the sky, and flew towards the direction of the mountain. I don't know how long it has passed, and a group of fairy disciples flying with Yujian came across a narrow road.
"Heh, isn't this the female devil head of the Demon Cult? It's the first time I've seen you bring so many people down the mountain, isn't it too burdensome?"
As they spoke, the disciples of the Juechen sect pulled out their long swords one after another. As long as they thought of the dead and injured fellow disciples in the Demon Realm, their teeth would itch, and they wished they could peel the head of this female devil to pieces and tear her body into pieces!
"Oh, I can't blame you for this..." Meng Qinyin sighed and shook her head very slowly, "They were the first to attack the Demon Realm and killed countless people of the Demon Cult. Why don't you just stand there and let them chop?"
"Yes, yes, it's you Juechen sect disciples who took advantage of false attacks to enter the Demon Realm and kill people, but they deserve the retribution they deserve!"
On the side, a demon cultivator soon agreed, and the agreeer was Wei Li, his fists creaking.
"You, you, you..." The disciples of Juechen sect failed to provoke, turned into anger from embarrassment, and rushed over regardless.
But with only a few strokes, Wei Li broke his ribs, and his hands and feet were also shattered. The pain was excruciating, and he let out screams.
Pooh!It was the sound of sharp blades piercing into flesh and blood, and the man's body softened, and he fell straight into the bottomless abyss of the lower realm.
"Let's go together, kill the remnants of the rampant demon sect, and avenge the brother!"
The rest of the disciples became furious and rushed over to make a big move, using all their housekeeping skills, and they were bound to kill a few more demon cultivators to vent their anger.
It's a pity that the demon cultivators are not fuel-efficient lamps, and their moves are fierce and domineering. For a while, swords, shadows and knives are everywhere, and the fight is inseparable.
Wielding a sword again, Zhongliyu took a few breaths to resist the demon cultivator's full blow, looked at the disciples of the Zichen sect, and said calmly, "What are you standing there for? People get it and kill them!"
"Miss Zhongli." Meng Qinyin opened her lips, with a tinge of sarcasm in her voice, "The Zichen faction has no grievances with the Demon Sect, so you are here to sow discord, do you mean to harm them? You clearly know that our Demon Sect The method of killing..."
"Oh, is the female devil afraid? You seem to have said that the Zichen faction is no more than a bunch of weak chickens. Is it possible that you still want to deny it now? Besides, you are a crooked devil. Even if you risk everything, you must be eliminated!"
Zichen faction weak chicken?When did she say such a thing?This guy is obviously spitting blood!
He opened his mouth, and before he could turn back, the disciples of the Zichen faction over there were already angry.
"But dare to humiliate the Zichen faction, the female devil is so daring, so no matter what today, you must save your lives!"
With a clear shout, Zi Chen sent disciples to join in, and the long sword smashed directly at the team of demon cultivators, shaking the heavens and the earth.
"This time, let me practice my hand!"
Wei Li rushed over, brandishing a huge and hard fist, every punch was accurate, hitting the disciples of the Zichen sect with bruised noses and swollen faces, they were in a state of embarrassment.
"Haha, hahahahaha, did you see that? This is the price of being an enemy of the Demon Cult, do you still want to fight?"
As he spoke, his fists creaked again, and the playful tone of voice was obviously provocative. After all, it had been a long time since they had fought so hard.
"The remnants of the Demon Cult, look at the sword!" Immediately, another disciple rushed over with a sword, but with a bang, the long sword was pulled in two, and the tiger's mouth was even faintly numb.
Looking up, Wei Lizheng's face was full of arrogance and arrogance, which made the disciple's breath tight again, obviously very angry.
This is the magic weapon of his life that has been with him for many years. Now, is it broken like this?A soldier can be killed, but not humiliated. Today, he is bound to fight this fellow forever!
Swish!With the sword broken in his hand, he suddenly flew towards Wei Li's opening, and was about to pass through his chest.
But at this critical juncture, a strong wind hit, Shuoyue barely blocked the blow with a folding fan, and the broken sword was completely shattered into powder.
Pooh!It was the sound of sharp blades piercing into the flesh, and then, the disciple's body limp and collapsed, falling into the bottomless abyss.
The sword-wielder was none other than Xi Que, his face was splashed with bright red blood, and his eyes were full of bloodthirsty excitement.
"You, you, don't be too arrogant!"
On the side, another disciple of the Zichen Sect got angry, completely torn face with the Demon Sect, and fought hard to kill them.
But how can Xi Que be easy to deal with? The sword moves in his hands are fierce, and they are all the best swordsmanship passed down from generation to generation in the family far away in the Demon Realm.
Hurrah!Strong winds rose from all directions, turning into sword energy and hitting Huanglong directly. The disciples of Zichen School were killed or injured in an instant, and the price was heavy.
Looking up, I saw the man's rough face was full of contempt, the sword in his hand seemed to respond, he trembled slightly, and made a buzzing sound.
At this time, the battle had already entered a fever pitch, and the Zichen Sect, which had lost countless disciples, finally regretted it, knowing that it should not be so impulsive.
Looking at Zhong Liyu's eyes, it was as if they were looking at an enemy. Now they realized that everything was caused by this bitch.
It's a pity, now that they have offended the Demon Cult and sacrificed so many brothers, there is no turning back for them.
(End of this chapter)
"Whether you can go or not, it all depends on your performance."
Performance?What performance?After the words fell, Han Yubing was slightly taken aback.
As if thinking of something, Han Yubing slowly bent his knees, kissed the back of Meng Qinyin's hand, and said solemnly and piously, "Is this performance okay? Please also ask the master to promise to let the disciple go down the mountain."
In the eager anticipation, the corner of Meng Qinyin's mouth twitched slightly. It was obvious that the villain had misunderstood her meaning.
Immediately, she shook her head very slowly, cast a spell, and helped Han Yubing get up.
"What this seat means is that you will compete with this seat openly. If you don't lose within three moves, this seat will agree to your request."
"Okay." Han Yubing breathed a sigh of relief, nodded very seriously, and pulled out the divine sword at his waist, "Master, that disciple is not welcome!"
Snapped!Meng Qinyin chanted the secret formula, swung a shocking whip, and stabbed directly at Han Yubing's face.
Mietian Shenjian pulled out a complex sword flower, faced up to the difficulties, and really took the whip.
"Okay!" Meng Qinyin praised with a smile, and came again with a whip, turning into a fiery afterimage.
This time, Han Yubing reacted a little slower, exhausted all his strength, and reluctantly gave the move to the next one.
"The last move!" This time, Meng Qinyin didn't practice with Qian Kun Chi, but with his fists, which turned into swift shadows and attacked Han Yubing's face.
Han Yubing never expected that the master could actually be good at boxing. After barely accepting this move, he was so shocked that he took several steps back again and again, and finally managed to stabilize his figure with a tactic.
"Very good!" Over there, Meng Qinyin slapped her hands with a smile, the corners of her lips raised higher and higher, "Okay, I promise you to go down the mountain to practice, now, pack your luggage and go."
In a blink of an eye, less than half an hour passed, and a group of people gathered outside the mountain gate and sat on Meng Qinyin's flying magic carpet.
The magic carpet slowly flew up to the sky, and flew towards the direction of the mountain. I don't know how long it has passed, and a group of fairy disciples flying with Yujian came across a narrow road.
"Heh, isn't this the female devil head of the Demon Cult? It's the first time I've seen you bring so many people down the mountain, isn't it too burdensome?"
As they spoke, the disciples of the Juechen sect pulled out their long swords one after another. As long as they thought of the dead and injured fellow disciples in the Demon Realm, their teeth would itch, and they wished they could peel the head of this female devil to pieces and tear her body into pieces!
"Oh, I can't blame you for this..." Meng Qinyin sighed and shook her head very slowly, "They were the first to attack the Demon Realm and killed countless people of the Demon Cult. Why don't you just stand there and let them chop?"
"Yes, yes, it's you Juechen sect disciples who took advantage of false attacks to enter the Demon Realm and kill people, but they deserve the retribution they deserve!"
On the side, a demon cultivator soon agreed, and the agreeer was Wei Li, his fists creaking.
"You, you, you..." The disciples of Juechen sect failed to provoke, turned into anger from embarrassment, and rushed over regardless.
But with only a few strokes, Wei Li broke his ribs, and his hands and feet were also shattered. The pain was excruciating, and he let out screams.
Pooh!It was the sound of sharp blades piercing into flesh and blood, and the man's body softened, and he fell straight into the bottomless abyss of the lower realm.
"Let's go together, kill the remnants of the rampant demon sect, and avenge the brother!"
The rest of the disciples became furious and rushed over to make a big move, using all their housekeeping skills, and they were bound to kill a few more demon cultivators to vent their anger.
It's a pity that the demon cultivators are not fuel-efficient lamps, and their moves are fierce and domineering. For a while, swords, shadows and knives are everywhere, and the fight is inseparable.
Wielding a sword again, Zhongliyu took a few breaths to resist the demon cultivator's full blow, looked at the disciples of the Zichen sect, and said calmly, "What are you standing there for? People get it and kill them!"
"Miss Zhongli." Meng Qinyin opened her lips, with a tinge of sarcasm in her voice, "The Zichen faction has no grievances with the Demon Sect, so you are here to sow discord, do you mean to harm them? You clearly know that our Demon Sect The method of killing..."
"Oh, is the female devil afraid? You seem to have said that the Zichen faction is no more than a bunch of weak chickens. Is it possible that you still want to deny it now? Besides, you are a crooked devil. Even if you risk everything, you must be eliminated!"
Zichen faction weak chicken?When did she say such a thing?This guy is obviously spitting blood!
He opened his mouth, and before he could turn back, the disciples of the Zichen faction over there were already angry.
"But dare to humiliate the Zichen faction, the female devil is so daring, so no matter what today, you must save your lives!"
With a clear shout, Zi Chen sent disciples to join in, and the long sword smashed directly at the team of demon cultivators, shaking the heavens and the earth.
"This time, let me practice my hand!"
Wei Li rushed over, brandishing a huge and hard fist, every punch was accurate, hitting the disciples of the Zichen sect with bruised noses and swollen faces, they were in a state of embarrassment.
"Haha, hahahahaha, did you see that? This is the price of being an enemy of the Demon Cult, do you still want to fight?"
As he spoke, his fists creaked again, and the playful tone of voice was obviously provocative. After all, it had been a long time since they had fought so hard.
"The remnants of the Demon Cult, look at the sword!" Immediately, another disciple rushed over with a sword, but with a bang, the long sword was pulled in two, and the tiger's mouth was even faintly numb.
Looking up, Wei Lizheng's face was full of arrogance and arrogance, which made the disciple's breath tight again, obviously very angry.
This is the magic weapon of his life that has been with him for many years. Now, is it broken like this?A soldier can be killed, but not humiliated. Today, he is bound to fight this fellow forever!
Swish!With the sword broken in his hand, he suddenly flew towards Wei Li's opening, and was about to pass through his chest.
But at this critical juncture, a strong wind hit, Shuoyue barely blocked the blow with a folding fan, and the broken sword was completely shattered into powder.
Pooh!It was the sound of sharp blades piercing into the flesh, and then, the disciple's body limp and collapsed, falling into the bottomless abyss.
The sword-wielder was none other than Xi Que, his face was splashed with bright red blood, and his eyes were full of bloodthirsty excitement.
"You, you, don't be too arrogant!"
On the side, another disciple of the Zichen Sect got angry, completely torn face with the Demon Sect, and fought hard to kill them.
But how can Xi Que be easy to deal with? The sword moves in his hands are fierce, and they are all the best swordsmanship passed down from generation to generation in the family far away in the Demon Realm.
Hurrah!Strong winds rose from all directions, turning into sword energy and hitting Huanglong directly. The disciples of Zichen School were killed or injured in an instant, and the price was heavy.
Looking up, I saw the man's rough face was full of contempt, the sword in his hand seemed to respond, he trembled slightly, and made a buzzing sound.
At this time, the battle had already entered a fever pitch, and the Zichen Sect, which had lost countless disciples, finally regretted it, knowing that it should not be so impulsive.
Looking at Zhong Liyu's eyes, it was as if they were looking at an enemy. Now they realized that everything was caused by this bitch.
It's a pity, now that they have offended the Demon Cult and sacrificed so many brothers, there is no turning back for them.
(End of this chapter)
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