I'm not a villain

It only took half a day for Si Mobai to reach the Fire Spirit Country, but there were not many demons there.

At a glance, they were all minor cultivators who had passed through the catastrophe, and they were far from worthy of the status of a large cultivating kingdom, which was beyond Si Mobai's expectation.

"Say! Where are your leaders?"

Si Mobai picked up a seemingly shrewd Mahayana demon cultivator and asked about the situation in the Fire Spirit Kingdom.

The opponent was so frightened that his three souls lost his seven souls. He didn't care about the "righteousness" of the magic way, so he immediately chose to surrender.

"Returning to the seniors, the commander of the villain's journey, together with other masters above the tribulation, all went to the surrounding small countries to quell the chaos."

"It is said that two forces of unknown origin suddenly appeared there and killed many people in my demonic way."

Only then did Si Mobai understand what was going on, and said with a sneer, "So those thieves all came from you!"

Hearing this, the devil in his hand turned pale with fright, and dared not answer any more.

"Okay, then I'll get rid of you little bastards by the way!"

At some point, the demon head on Si Mobai's right hand was silent, and his face still had the fear from before.

After that, Si Mobai went on a killing spree again.

A day later, he had roughly wiped out all the demon cultivators in the Fire Spirit Kingdom, and rushed to the next location.

Ten days later, he conquered hundreds of countries by himself!
Moxiu has long been terrified of him.

One month later, he broke through the six realms and crossed the tribulation, blocking and killing gods, and killed more than half of Nanzhan Buzhou by himself!

Since then, the name of Si Mobai has completely shaken the world, leaving a strong mark in the history books of the land and boundary, and has become the object of praise by later generations.

But Si Mobai's road to slaying demons has just begun.

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Pure Jade Country.

This is Moxiu's last large-scale cultivation country in Nanzhan Buzhou.

At this time, all the demons were gathering together with gloomy faces.

"Everyone, what should we do next? You have to make up your mind!"

It was the skinny old man at the front who spoke, his cultivation was already at the peak of the Half-Step Ancestor Realm, and he was an outstanding figure in the hall.

"Old man Yin, what you said is really interesting."

"Those of us who are disciples and grandchildren, besides obeying the orders of our ancestors and defending to the death, don't we dare to abandon the city and run away?"

"If you really dare to run away, old boy, I, Zhang Ting, will be the first to convince you!"

The person who said this sentence also has a half-step fairyland cultivation base, but his figure is mighty and full of energy.

Even though they are about the same age as the previous person, the oppressive force they give people is very different.

"Old Zhang is right, old man Yin, we have no other choice but to fight to the death!"

After a little hesitation, the others all chose to go along with Zhang Ting.

Yin Qianjun felt a trace of disgust in his heart, but his face remained calm, and he said with a smile: "Where are your concerns?"

"My wife is from Zheng's family, so I can be considered half of Zheng's family."

"If you don't go to the Jedi, how dare you go against the will of your ancestors?"

Zhang Ting just laughed but didn't say anything, his sharp eyes stared at Yin Qianjun inexplicably guilty.

The others didn't dare to say more, they all lowered their heads and pretended not to hear.

"Don't you really cherish your own life?"

"The devil is not an ordinary person, there are dozens of half-step immortals who died in his hands!"

"For such a murderous god, with dozens of crooked melons and jujubes like us, what do we have to defend?"

"Take our lives?"

"Or take our loyalty to our ancestors?"

"Ha ha ha ha."

"Isn't this a big joke in the world?"

"Is there any benefit to the matter other than wasting our lives for nothing?"

Everyone's expressions were inexplicable, and their eyes drifted towards Zhang Ting vaguely.

Zhang Ting coughed slightly, and everyone quickly looked away.

"Old man Yin, there are no outsiders here, what the hell are you planning, you might as well speak up."

Zhang Ting didn't want to die either, but he didn't want to be accused of running away, so he deliberately opposed Yin Qianjun in front of everyone.

Make an appearance of loyalty, in the hope that the ancestors can use this to save their lives when they blame them in the future.

For these, Yin Qianjun can also guess a little bit, but he lacks prestige, so he can only suffer from this dark loss.

"I don't have any good ideas, but I know that there is only one life, and no one will cherish it except us."

"Let's slip away!"

"As for the ancestors, you don't have to worry. With this God of Killing in front, don't the ancestors still have extra energy to deal with us small fish and shrimps?!"

"After the ancestors and this killing god have a rivalry, we have long been hiding in the deep mountains and old forests."

"With our ability, even if he descends to the earth, he will never find our trace."

The crowd is interested, but the matter is so important that they dare not make up their minds.

For a while, the hall was very quiet.

"Hey, I didn't expect that there were still a few fish that slipped through the net!"

At this time, a young voice suddenly sounded in the air, forcibly pulling everyone out of their complicated emotions.

Everyone was furious and wanted to see which lunatic dared to bark here!
The person who spoke did not make a fool of himself, and soon revealed himself.

It was a young man with a smile on his face.

He is eight feet tall and handsome, adding a kind of free and easy.

A pair of Tsing Yi gown, paired with black and white slender walking boots, looks clean and elegant.

Wearing a blue long sword on the waist and a crown of carved dragons on the head, it adds a lot of extravagance.

In terms of appearance alone, he is a young man who gives people a very good impression.

Apart from jealousy, there is no reason to hate him, and all the demons also look sideways at him.

"Boy, who are you?"

As the big brother, Zhang Ting was the first to speak as a matter of course.

Being regarded as the focus of attention, Si Mobai didn't panic at all.

Gently pulling out the Qingying sword, there was an inexplicable sense of chic, which made everyone feel very comfortable.

Suddenly, the Qingying sword pointed forward, and Si Mobai turned into a ghost and flashed in front of Zhang Ting.

Pressing the tip of the Qingying Sword against his chin, he said with a smile, "At Xiasi, Mobai is the God of Killing that you demons often talk about these days!"

"Wow!"

The faces of all the demons changed drastically. One was surprised by Si Mobai's profound strength, and the other was surprised by his identity.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Ting, who had already stepped into the fairyland, couldn't even respond to the opponent's random sword. His strength was so different.

It can be seen from this that the outside world's legends about this guy are all facts, and there is no falsehood.

They have no chance of winning against their boss, Mo Bai.

"The...predecessor's prestige is like thunder, and Zhang...the villain admires it!"

Zhang Ting's forehead was covered with sweat, and he hesitated to say these compliments.

Si Mobai returned a modest smile, and pushed the tip of the sword closer, causing Zhang Ting's jaw to ache.

"Since it's so loud, you must know the purpose of my trip?"

Everyone looked terrified, and after a little hesitation, they gritted their teeth and fled.