I, The Villain, Accidentally Killed The Destined Protagonist

And his youngest son is only a sixth-rank martial arts, and he is still a teenager in his teens.

He was able to kill five elders of Wanshun Wuxiangzong.

What an incredible thing this is.

It is not impossible to kill by leapfrog, but it is very rare~!

All that can be done - is some peerless genius.

I had known for a long time that the young son I had found was of outstanding talent and extraordinary strength.

But this result still made King Rong very happy.

If King Rong knew that these elders were not only rank four, but also that Zhang Chen killed four people with one enemy and four at the same time, he would be even more surprised.

Even King Rong himself can't do it to such an extent!

Even if King Rong didn't know the truth, it was enough for King Rong to pay attention.

Thought to myself:

It is absolutely necessary to protect it, not to mention that this is his only heir, even if there are several heirs, he cannot let such a good seedling be broken.

"You have been obediently staying at home recently, and don't go out if you have nothing to do. I am giving you more family soldiers."

Saying that there is nothing to do, actually means that Zhang Chen is not allowed to go out at all.

The corner of Zhang Chen's mouth twitched slightly, knowing that the feedback about his killing the five elders of Wanshun Wuxiangzong came.

perhaps...

Is Wanshunwuxiangzong looking for his traces everywhere?

It may be because this is in the imperial capital, it is not as blatant as it is to find it.

However, the father of his identity is King Rong.

He must be very well informed, this time he knew about it.

When he took the Heavenly Soul Sacred Jade, Zhang Chen didn't hide it at all, and King Rong knew it was normal.

None of the superiors were not smart, and he naturally thought that the one who killed the five elders was himself.

Zhang Chen naturally couldn't agree to this request, and now he wished that someone would come and deliver him free takeout.

You know, the more Zhang Chen kills now, the more energy he gets.

It can also help Zhang Chen get familiar with the Godkiller as soon as possible.

Since the gun was in his hands, it was natural to use it to its fullest potential.

Otherwise, the treasure would have been buried.

It's just that this is a piece of King Rong's love for his son, and Zhang Chen can't refuse it outright.

"It seems that you already know that I killed the five elders of Wanshun Wuxiangzong?"

King Rong gave Zhang Chen a serious look, waved his hand to set up a silent barrier, and said:

"Naturally I know, the Wanshun Wuxiang Sect has sent a large number of disciples to search for you, and you have to stay in the mansion recently, and don't go out.

After a pause, King Rong Xu was afraid that Zhang Chen was young and was afraid that there was a force chasing him.

The voice was less serious, much more gentle.

He comforted: "But you don't have to worry about the fact that you took hundreds of Heavenly Soul Holy Jade from the army, I have already suppressed it.

The meaning of this is to relax Zhang Chen, and basically he will not be found on his head.

But is Zhang Chen afraid?

With a smile, he looked like a well-behaved and obedient teenager: "Don't worry, I will stay in the house obediently recently."1

Weird!

King Rong walked away with satisfaction and a little pride and worry, and Zhang Chen disappeared instantly.

Rong Xiaowang, who was wearing a golden robe, is gone, replaced by a ghost-faced Yama who is full of blood!

At this time, a group of disciples were searching around the outskirts of the city for the disciples of the Wanshun Wuxiang Sect who used the Heavenly Soul Sacred Jade as a ghost mask, and saw a man in a black robe.

This person is really weird, not only wearing a wide black robe, but also wearing a hat brim on his head, a mysterious look.

The captain who led the squad, remembered the task assigned by the division, and became suspicious of this person.

This rather handsome young man pointed with a long sword, and the blade of the sword pointed directly in the direction of the man in black robe.

He shouted sharply: "Who are you? Sneaky, take off your hat!"

After speaking, the young man made a gesture, and the originally scattered squads gradually rushed towards the black-robed people from the surrounding state.

The man in black robe twisted his face when he heard the voice.

Under the moonlight, there is a grimace mask!

"It's you!"

Thinking of this person killing five of their elders, his strength should not be underestimated.

The young man's face changed greatly, and he shouted: "Give it to me!" 1

He quietly backed away.

Normal people would cherish their lives, not to mention that young people know many secrets that ordinary disciples of sects do not know.

The encirclement has shrunk sharply, and it is about to be within ten feet of the black-robed man.

I saw the figure of the black robe flashed, and then appeared again.

The surrounded squads fell one after another, causing a circle of dust on the land outside the city.

Even the young man who just wanted to escape secretly fell not far from the encirclement.

The man in black robe continued to walk forward leisurely, his pace was still the same as before, without a trace of disorder, as if with a special rhythm.

Behind him is seven down eight.

The wind blew gently, blowing off the hood of the black-robed man's head.

Under the bright moonlight, the long black hair scattered behind him was like satin, and just by looking at this long hair, he knew that this person must be very handsome.

This person is Zhang Chen!

Say, why not feed those corpses to the gluttonous soul?

That's because Zhang Chen has long despised martial artists of this quality.

Even if it is fed to the gluttonous soul, it will not increase much cultivation.

Might as well throw the corpse here, in order to arouse the greater anger of the soulless.

At that time, wouldn't it be even more beautiful to send more warriors of higher rank to deliver food to him?

After going out for a turn, Zhang Chen encountered several waves of Wanshun Wuxiangzong who came out to look for his disciples, and his martial arts cultivation was not very high.

It is the level of four or five martial arts.

Killing the addresses of the third and fourth grades of martial arts is like chopping melons and vegetables for Zhang Chen, and it is not challenging.

After going out for such a circle, when he met someone who was looking for him, Zhang Chen cut him off.

And uncharacteristically left their bodies behind.

And waiting for Wanshun Wuxiangzong to be angry, sending some more powerful masters.

Zhang Chen was so relaxed in the face of these third- and fourth-grade martial arts pursuers, but it didn't mean that others were the same.

Martial arts four or five grades!

This is already the ranks of the masters.

For a sect that is not too big like Wanshun Wuxiang Sect, the fourth and fifth grades of martial arts are already the backbone of the sect.

The Wanshun Wuxiang Sect sent a disciple with such a cultivation base to look for the ghost-masked man, which was considered a bloodbath.

But what these high-level executives didn't expect was that in just one night, the people they dispatched lost 20 to 30 percent of the time.

This is many disciples of the fourth and fifth ranks of martial arts!

The resources expended in cultivating these disciples is a very huge amount.

But I feel bad for these high-level executives of Wanshun Wuxiangzong.

You must know that these high-level officials of the Myriad Souls and No Phases know that this ghost-faced Rakshasa can kill five of their elders, and he must be very powerful.

Therefore, the disciples dispatched this time are all highly trained in martial arts.

And that's it, they don't worry about making them into a team.

Thinking that with the power of the crowd, this ghost-faced Rakshasa can always be taken down.

Unexpectedly, many teams still lost their lives to the hands of the ghost-faced Rakshasa.

They also carefully cross-examined the other teams who had returned successfully without losing their lives, and found that they had never encountered the ghost-faced Rakshasa at all.

This situation is even more terrifying.

Doesn't it mean that as long as they encounter a ghost, all the Rakshasa-destroying teams will die?

There was no one who escaped in his hands after meeting the ghost-faced Rakshasa.

That's why they didn't prepare well in advance.

Zhang Chen killed five of their elders, not one by one.

Only one of the elders, Luo Wanhong, died after fighting Zhang Chen first.

The other four elders besieged Zhang Chen together and were killed by Zhang Chen.

The team composed of the fourth and fifth grades of martial arts in the district is not inferior to Zhang Chen's combined power.

At this moment, the senior management of Wanshun Wuxiang Sect is holding a meeting.

A burly man with shirtless eyes glared: "I don't agree! So many disciples have died! This ghost-faced Rakshasa must be killed!"

Dressed in brocade clothes but with pointed mouths and monkey cheeks, the man with angled eyes pinched his shrill voice:

"Because so many disciples have died, they should be recalled quickly.

"If we keep fighting like this, our losses will be even greater!"

The two were arguing.

Speaking of excitement, the burly man rolled up his sleeves and was about to fight.

A middle-aged woman in a coquettish dress began to talk to the mud: "Everyone calm down and listen to what the master has to say.

ask for flowers...

The head is a drooping old man, looking at the kind-hearted and sect head.

The old man stroked his beard, then coughed a few times: "If you want me to say it, as Lin Hao said, we will stop from now on.

Lin Hao was the man in the golden robe with drooping eyes and pointed cheeks.

Hearing that the head agreed with him, Lin Hao raised his eyebrows proudly, and his already ugly face became even more sinister.

His eyes squinted, and he turned to the burly man: "Look, my proposal is better!"

The burly man was originally a hot temper, but at this moment, Lin Hao was agitated, and he was even more angry.

As the mood fluctuated, the skin changed from bronze to dark red, looking like red-hot iron.

His eyes were splitting, he raised his huge fist, and was about to hit Lin Hao with a punch.

Lin Hao had a condescending expression on his face, reclining on the chair as if he didn't care.

The head who looked at the weak and unpretentious next to him took action.

The palms are as thin as chicken feet, and compared to the huge fists of the burly man, they are even more skinny and pitiful.

The little chicken claw firmly grasped the big fist, so that the huge fist could no longer advance a little bit.

The thin palm shook, and the burly man immediately took a step back.

A feeble voice sounded: "Zhao Gao, fighting is not allowed during the meeting.

The fluttering words made Zhao Gao drop his head.

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Zhao Gao still respects this old man who is about to die.

Without him, Zhao Gao worships force, and most of all believes in speaking with his fists.

Don't look at the old man looking weak and weak, even talking weakly, and coughing twice from time to time.

But his strength is the highest in the Myriad Souls Without Phase Sect.

Zhao Gao had been convinced by him for a long time, and he respected the old man in charge.

Zhao Gao looked like a reckless man with no brains, and it was true.

I don't know if it's because the nutrition is all on the muscles, Zhao Gao's personality is very impulsive.

Stopping a fight, the old man retracted his thin palm, covered the corner of his mouth and coughed twice.

After the passage of time in the throat, the old man continued in a hoarse voice:

"We really shouldn't continue to investigate. Just last night, the disciples sent out lost two or three tenths."1

"Although the cultivation of these disciples is not very high, they are the backbone of our sect.

"If seven or eight of these disciples die, the inheritance of our sect will be broken.

After listening to the Sect Master's explanation, Zhao Gao bowed his head in conviction.

Although he is simple, he is not stupid, and naturally he did not say some stupid words.

When the time comes to send out people with higher cultivation than these disciples, the elders will have to do it in person.

Previously, a second-rank martial arts elder was killed by the ghost-faced Rakshasa.

If you want to take down the ghost-faced Rakshasa, you must at least send an elder of the first rank of martial arts.

But where did the ghost face Rakshasa appear?

That is the capital of God, under the feet of the Son of Heaven!

There are hidden dragons and crouching tigers inside, and the hidden martial arts are unknown!

Do you really want to send a first-rank martial arts elder to kill the ghost-faced Rakshasa?

Not to mention whether it can be successful or not, stability will attract those first-rank martial arts masters at the feet of the emperor.

Like these people who are tall around them, they are all sensitive to each other.

If the aura is not restrained well, once they reach the emperor's feet, the first-rank martial arts they send out will be regarded as a threat to the emperor's existence.

They will be strangled by these masters immediately.

Not to mention killing the ghost-faced Rakshasa at the feet of the emperor.

I'm afraid that they will be killed by these masters before they start to take action.

Moreover, the skinny old man had a hunch that even sending a first-rank martial artist would be of no avail.

Just by looking at the behavior of this ghost-faced Rakshasa, we can tell that he is not afraid of the pursuit and killing of the soulless sect.

After the disciples they sent out were killed by the ghost-faced Rakshasa, their bodies were casually thrown on the street without any shyness.

If the ghost-faced Rakshasa wanted to cover up the corpse, a martial artist like him would have no means.

Abandoning this big man on the street is to provoke Wuxiangzong.

The head was keenly aware that this was a pit.

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