I'm not a villain

"It's disgusting!"

Smelling the strong smell of blood on the young man's body, Si Mobai's expression became more and more indifferent.

"It's better to send an ugly thing like you back to the ground as soon as possible and reincarnate."

The blue shadow sword was launched again, and the bright blue light seemed to divide the whole world into two.

"That is?"

Such a big movement alarmed the remaining thousands of monks in the capital of Qingfeng Kingdom.

A tired middle-aged man looked into the distance unexpectedly, and said to his subordinates: "This place has long been surrounded by demon cultivators, why are there still people fighting here?"

He is one of the commanders selected by Si Mobai, his name is Huang Tianhe, and he has the cultivation base of the peak of Hinayana.

A few hours ago, they were surrounded by a sudden surge of magic cultivators, and they started their thrilling road to purgatory.

Thousands of elite disciples and tens of thousands of newly recruited disciples in Qingfeng Nation were quickly lost, and now there are only two to three thousand people left in front of them.

Moxiu's offensive was so fierce that Huang Tianhe sent out a distress message, and he no longer had any hope of surviving.

He thought desperately, even if other people received the distress message, it would be too late to help them.

It was in this oppressive atmosphere that they saw the earth-shattering battle scene outside the city, and they had this scene in front of them.

"Reinforcements must have arrived!"

His subordinate was a sturdy young man, and when he heard the shocking noise outside, he immediately had a very wonderful association.

"Commander Huang, we are saved!"

His voice was so loud that thousands of people around him could hear him clearly.

But this sudden enthusiasm is really contrary to the reality that everyone is hurting before them, and everyone is used to depression.

Unable to believe this "bold" idea, he still continued to move his hands, carefully tidying up the large or small wounds on his body.

Seeing everyone's reaction, the young man inevitably felt a little guilty, and finally had no choice but to lower his voice.

"Of course, it's possible that the demonic cultivators are the ones who bit the dog to get the scene in front of us..."

Huang Tianhe saw everything in his eyes, sighed, and didn't speak again.

……

"what!"

With a cry of pain, the sword energy and the blue shadow sword sank into the body of the "blood man" one after the other.

He was directly divided into two, forming two limp blood clots.

Si Mobai quickly opened the distance, not letting the blood splash on his face.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie!"

"Young man, now I am not only interested in your blood, but also very fascinated by your origin."

Under Si Mobai's shocked gaze, the two blood clots slowly merged together.

Then stand up little by little, forming a brand new ugly youth.

However, this time his expression was much richer, which meant that his sanity was not comparable to before.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Si Mobai took back the Qingying Sword, pointed at the opponent with the tip of the sword, and said: "Since one sword can't kill you, let's use ten or a hundred swords. I don't believe there are people in the world who can't be killed!"

After finishing speaking, a flash of coldness pierced the opponent's heart directly.

"puff!"

The ugly young man vomited blood again, and he pressed his hands tightly to the fist-sized wound on his chest and fell to the ground.

Then, there was a convulsion and there was no sound at all.

With the previous experience, the guarded look in Si Mobai's eyes did not fade away, he firmly grasped the Qingying Sword with his right hand, and slowly stepped forward.

"Ok?"

"Really dead?"

This time, the youth did not come back from the dead.

Looking at the young man with dilated pupils, Si Mobai felt quite depressed.

There is always a feeling of "loud thunder, little rain", and a sense of boredom that cannot be enjoyed to the fullest.

"There must be something inside!"

After carefully questioning the young man on the ground again with his spiritual sense, Si Mobai came up with a meaningless answer.

"Oh, this body is still too weak!"

At this moment, another exclamation came from the sky.

"who?"

Being teased again and again, Si Mobai couldn't bear it anymore, and swung his sword in the direction of the sound.

"Buzz!"

The piercing sword energy made a crisp sound in the sky, which could not stop for a long time.

"If you want to fight, you have to fight in an open and aboveboard manner. Why hide your head and hide your tail like a complete villain?"

Si Mobai poured out his consciousness all around, hoping to find the real location of the other party, but it was in vain.

"Young man, you seem very angry."

The voice came again.

Si Mobai sneered and said, "Don't pretend to be an expert in front of me, if you really have the guts, come out and fight!"

"Don't you want to drink my blood?"

"As long as you can defeat me, don't you take everything on me?!"

"You hide your head and tail like this, maybe you are afraid of Lao Tzu's strength, so you can only hide in the dark and pretend to be a ghost?!"

The voice fell silent, and Si Mobai became more and more sure of his judgment.

The opponent was just a brat with insufficient strength, and the reason why he was able to escape his detection must have used some powerful secret method.

"Ha ha."

"Why, you devil have no guts?"

"Heh, boy, don't think I can't hear your aggressive intentions."

"But the old man doesn't care about these at all."

"Because you will become the food of this old man sooner or later."

Si Mobai had a nonchalant smile on his face.

"Boy, after a month, the old man must personally send you on the road."

"During this time, you have to live well, and don't die in the hands of others."

"Hahahaha!"

In the end, that voice laughed triumphantly, and the laughter wafted throughout Qingfeng Nation, casting a shadow over everyone's hearts.

Si Mobai first said depressedly: "I don't know if this guy is talking big, or if he is really relying on something."

Then he thought of all the situations that happened during this period, and sighed again: "I thought that my current strength is enough to traverse the world."

"I didn't expect so many difficult guys to appear suddenly. I don't know what went wrong."

Hearing this, the system suddenly appeared again.

"Where there is a magic cultivator, there must be a huge conspiracy behind it."

"Boy, the troubles of the magic cultivator this time are far from being as simple as you see."

"If you want to eradicate the evil cultivators in the realm, it is definitely not something you can do now."

Si Mobai was taken aback for a moment, and asked strangely, "What do you mean by that?"

"Could it be that the evil trouble was not caused by the Zheng family?"

The expression of the system suddenly became serious, and after thinking for a long time, he sighed: "Yes, and no."

Si Mobai frowned even deeper, feeling that the other party was playing charades on purpose.

"As long as there is no master in this world, the evil will never be eliminated."

Si Mobai was completely confused, but the system didn't intend to clear up the confusion.

"These principles will naturally be understood after you break through the Dao Ancestor Realm."

"At present, I can only tell you that all the monks who have ascended from the land are the pushers of evil."

"They are the root of all evil in the world!"