I Became The Villain Gao Fushuai

Xishan, Beihai City.

Ling Feng was currently practicing in a cave in the mountains.

Seeing that the sky suddenly turned blood red, Ling Feng was a little puzzled:

"Master, what's the matter?"

"The beast tide is coming."

An old voice came from the ring on Ling Feng's hand.

"Is this a sign of the beast tide coming?"

"Well, but you don't need to worry."

"This beast tide is also a trial for you!"

Ling Feng was a little puzzled:

"Didn't the master say that I don't need to worry about the beast tide?"

"Well, having said that, but during the beast tide, there will be a large number of strange beasts infesting."

"There are not a few strange beasts on this western mountain."

"At that time, they will definitely attack here!"

"But Feng'er, don't worry, if you encounter a strange beast that is too powerful, the teacher will take care of it."

"You can accept this trial with peace of mind!"

"Now that your strength has reached the late Nascent Soul Stage, if you pass this trial, your cultivation might break through to the Transformation Stage!"

Ling Feng nodded, his face was full of fighting spirit.

"Master, I will definitely be able to complete this trial!"

Speaking, Ling Feng picked up his black giant sword and swung it to the side.

"call!"

The giant sword tore through the air and made a loud noise.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound from outside the cave.

"Feng'er, the alien beast is here, prepare to fight!"

Ling Feng nodded, put the huge black sword back into its scabbard, and walked out.

As soon as he walked outside the cave, a two-meter-high wild boar rushed over with four fangs.

"Feng'er, use the power of Xuanwu to catch it!"

"Obey, master!"

Ling Feng put his hands in front of his body, and the power of the four elephants on his body started to work.

In his palm, the power of purple Xuanwu gradually gathered.

The moment the wild boar rushed over, Ling Feng grabbed its two fangs.

"Xuanwu!"

A purple Xuanwu totem suddenly appeared behind Ling Feng, and then disappeared.

This represents that he has activated the power of Xuanwu.

The big wild boar over two meters tall was actually stopped by him.

The wild boar's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe that the human in front of him stopped his assault with just his hands.

It wanted to retreat, but found that Ling Feng's hands were like pincers, fixing it tightly, making it unable to move.

The wild boar started to panic, it frantically wanted to break free from Ling Feng's hands.

However, no matter how hard it struggled, its huge body was firmly held in place by Ling Feng.

Then, Ling Feng pulled out a hand.

"boom!"

The fist hit the past like a cannonball, and there was a bang in the air.

At this moment, Ling Feng was standing on a high place.

"boom!"

The fist with the power of Xuanwu hit the wild boar and knocked it down from a height.

Ling Feng looked down and saw that the fallen boar had become bloody.

"Feng'er, it's not over yet!"

Just when Ling Feng was about to breathe a sigh of relief, a giant python rushed over from the other side.

Ling Feng pulled out the huge black sword behind him, and swung it suddenly!

"Vermilion Bird!"

Behind him, the fiery red Vermilion Bird totem lights up.

The black giant sword was instantly covered with flames.

The huge sword with flames cut the giant python into two pieces, and the smell of roasted meat still lingered at the cut.

"That's right, Feng'er, you have become more and more proficient in the power of the four elephants, but the trial is not over yet!"

Then, wave after wave of alien beasts came.

Ling Feng fought all the way from the cave where he practiced to the waterfall.

"Vermilion Bird!"

A flash of fire flashed, and the giant wolf that was rushing towards Ling Feng was immediately beheaded.

"Master, are there any other beasts?"

Ling Feng was already out of breath and exhausted.

Along the way, he has killed more than a hundred strange beasts!

Some physical strength is exhausted.

"Well, this wave of beasts is over."

"Probably tomorrow, there will be another wave!"

Ling Feng nodded and heaved a sigh of relief.

He stuck the giant sword into the ground to support his body.

"Feng'er, that's the end of today's training."

"Go back and have a good rest first, and prepare for tomorrow's beast tide."

"In the future, the interval between the arrival of this beast horde will probably become shorter and shorter, and there will not be much time for you to rest."

Ling Feng nodded:

"Then when will this beast tide end?"

The old voice in the ring said:

"The beast tide will end only when the beast king dies or goes elsewhere."

"If the beast king survives for a day, the beast tide will never end!"

"call!"

Ling Feng leaned directly on the giant sword, he was really tired.

"I hope father and the others can solve this matter perfectly."

 …

Near Beihai Museum.

On the square outside the museum, around 20 disciples of Feiyuzong and several disciples of Jianzong were surrounding here.

The sky was blood red, reflecting on the faces of these immortal cultivators, making their faces very gloomy.

Next to them was a pile of corpses.

All kinds of strange beasts are lying here. Obviously, this place has just experienced a beast tide.

Among those corpses of strange beasts, there were more than a dozen human corpses mixed in.

Most of them are disciples of Feiyuzong, and occasionally there are one or two disciples of Jianzong.

All the living people present were panting heavily.

Some of them had paint on their bodies, some were covered in blood, and they didn't know whether it belonged to the alien beast or their own companions.

Finally, one of the Flying Feather Sect disciples couldn't bear it anymore, and he kicked a corpse of a strange beast next to him:

"What kind of shit is a decent family! When the beast tide comes, we, the Feather Sect, are the only ones to deal with it!"

The disciple of Jianzong on the side was very upset when he heard this:

"What nonsense are you talking about? Isn't our Jianzong here too?"

The Feiyu Sect disciple had a very sarcastic expression on his face:

"Count carefully, including those lying on the ground, how many people from your Jianzong have come?"

"you!"

The Jianzong disciple clenched his fists tightly and was about to strike, but was stopped by his fellow disciples.

Another Feiyu Sect disciple also hurried up to persuade:

"You can't say that. The beast horde is coming. Everyone has something to protect. It's impossible for everyone to chase the beast king."

The previous Feiyu Sect disciple gave him a hard look:

"Why should our Fei Yuzong lose a dozen lives here for nothing, and those guys can live in peace in their sect?"

"Because it's our duty!"

A very solemn voice came from the sky.

Everyone looked up.

In the distance, a white-haired old man approached with a flying sword.

All Feiyu Sect disciples saluted together:

"See the Sovereign!"

The person who came was the Sovereign of Feiyu Sect.

He glanced at the tragic situation on the ground, showing a trace of regret:

"Have you found any traces of the Beastmaster?"

"Back to the suzerain! Since the beast tide, the beast king has never appeared!"

The master of Feiyu Sect stroked his beard:

"In the case of Taixuan Xianmen, my Feiyuzong lost a general, and now it has lost so many people."

"You guys, are you willing?"

All Feiyu Sect disciples replied together:

"Not reconciled!"

"Then go with me to find the Beastmaster!"

The Sect Master of Feiyu Sect said, looking at those disciples of Jian Sect:

"Go back and report back, and tell your suzerain that I owe him a favor!"

Those Jianzong disciples looked at you, looked at me, and I looked at you, nodded, saluted him, and left first.