Our villains don't want to be stepping stones

"Son!"

"Get ready."

Ling Xiao nodded indifferently, but the disciple suddenly shook his head, "Holy Son, it is a great honor in my life to be able to admire your beauty from such a close distance, how dare I draw my sword against the Holy Son, Holy Son, I have A gracious request..."

"Huh? What's the matter?"

Ling Xiao smiled softly, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.

"Can you please sign me?"

The Immortal Xuanzong disciple walked up to Ling Xiao and said expectantly.

"Huh? There's no pen and paper here either."

"It's okay!!"

Seeing Ling Xiao's promise, the disciple suddenly took out a short dagger from his body and stabbed it fiercely in his thigh, "My lord, use it!"

Gan! !

Shameless! !

Seeing this scene, there were bursts of angry curses from under the battle platform.

Especially for some arrogant girls, there is a hint of jealousy in their eyes.

In the end, when the Immortal Xuanzong disciple jumped off the stage, the competition came to an end.

Ling Xiao turned around and looked at Feng Ruge on the battle platform in the distance, with a smile on his lips.

"Junior Sister Ruge! I am a disciple of the No. [-] Peak, my name is Zhu Dachang, I still hope that my junior sister is merciful."

"Shh!"

Under the battle platform, there were boos in an instant.

"Brother Zhu, are you competing in martial arts, or making friends!"

"Shameless!! I have never seen such a brazen person."

Many disciples looked at the graceful figure in black clothes standing on the stage, their eyes were full of excitement.

Although Feng Ruge is the first disciple of the Seventh Peak, she has never left the mountain in the past ten years.

Therefore, to ordinary disciples, this little senior sister is not only mysterious... but also beautiful.

Lick the dog, you can find it everywhere.

Yangou, let alone.

only! !

Feng Ruge had no intention of fighting martial arts at all, at this moment she just wanted to quickly make two moves with this Senior Brother Zhu, and then pretend to be invincible, so as to show respect to her master.

Staying out of the matter and watching the fire from the other side is the self-cultivation of a villain.

"Brother Zhu, get ready."

"Wait! Junior Sister, I heard that Holy Child Ling Xiao often goes to the Seventh Peak these days. I wonder if this rumor is true or not?"

When Ling Xiao was mentioned, Zhu Dachang's face suddenly showed fear.

"Brother Zhu, if you don't prepare, I'm going to do it."

Feng Ruge's black eyebrows were lightly clustered, boredom was already seen in her eyes.

Zhu Dachang, you still have Zhutourou!

"Look!! Son Ling Xiao is here!!"

only! !

Just when Feng Ruge was about to launch an offensive with radiant spiritual light all over her body, there was a sudden commotion under the battle platform.

Then, everyone saw a handsome figure in white clothes coming from a distance, with a faint smile on his unparalleled beauty.

His eyes were warm and calm, revealing an inexplicable emotion.

However, what he saw was only Feng Ruge from the beginning to the end.

"Gollum!"

"Junior Sister Feng!! Be careful!!"

On the battle platform, Zhu Dachang suddenly shouted angrily, drew the long sword out of its sheath in his hand, and cut through ten thousand hectares of void in an instant.

"It's good to come."

It's just that facing such an offensive, Feng Ruge's eyes didn't show the slightest panic, instead there was a hint of joking.

Finally, he can justifiably hang out in the dark.

Chapter 650, Each has his own thoughts

"Om."

Between heaven and earth, there is a loud and clear sound of sword chant.

Everyone looked at the fairy sword that was cut out of thin air, and there was a hint of shock in their eyes.

Not to mention, this Zhu Dachang looks wretched, but his strength is not bad.

The eighth rank of the god general, but I don't know if the Feng junior sister who has never been born can hold this sword.

"boom."

Feng Ruge's whole body was also filled with spiritual light, which faintly turned into a seal wheel, and imprinted towards the sword light.

only! !

Just when Feng Ruge was about to vomit blood and fly backwards, pretending to be invincible...

"Push!"

The senior brother Zhu on the opposite side was one step ahead of her and fell under the battle platform.

"Lying... trough!"

Feng Ruge opened her mouth slightly, and was stunned for a long time before cursing secretly, "Shameless!!"

"This…"

Under the battle platform, the faces of many onlookers were also filled with dullness.

It took only a moment for them to figure it out.

"Senior brother Zhu...the drama is very good."

In the past few days, Shengzi Ling Xiao likes to run up the seventh peak whenever he has nothing to do.

Don't tell anyone who has eyes, even a blind person can tell that he is definitely not looking for that trash Chen Qingshan.

Since Feng Ruge is the person Shengzi likes, you say hit her, wouldn't hurting her offend Shengzi?

It will make people feel deliberate to vote directly without typing.

With the strongest offensive, spit the most ruthless blood.

Senior brother Zhu Dachang, I would like to call you, the most doggy! !

But at this time, looking at Zhu Dachang who got up from the ground, the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth suddenly twitched with amusement.

He already fully understood Feng Ruge's temperament.

This Daughter of Destiny always felt that she had transmigrated into the villain.

Therefore, her dog is to avoid cause and effect, and to practice in a secluded world.

But, you hide on the mountain every day, how can I plunder your luck and squeeze your value?

Go out for a walk more, maybe walk around, just... wear it back.

Half a day passed in the blink of an eye.

In the end, there were two hundred and one disciples, and one hundred and one remained.

The second round of lottery began, and it was no surprise that the bye disciple was still Chen Qingshan! !

There was a burst of commotion in the whole square.

Such luck is indeed a bit enviable.

Only Ling Xiao and Feng Ruge had calm expressions in their eyes.

A man of destiny is born with luck.

Although Feng Ruge has more luck than Chen Qingshan, it is obvious that Chen Qingshan is the protagonist in today's dungeon plot.

"Hehe, Junior Brother Xuyunzi, you are lucky as a little disciple."

Many Xianzong elders showed sarcasm, and looked at the thin and bewildered figure standing in the square with disdain.

A disciple who didn't even step into the breaking point finally made it to the second round of the martial arts competition. If word of this spread, wouldn't it make people laugh out loud?

Ling Xiao's opponent still voted without a fight.

Most of the southern border Tianjiao in this Immortal Xuanzong have seen the scene where Ling Xiao sword beheaded Qing Yu that day.

joke.

This holy son can kill even ancient demon souls with a single sword, so what do they compare with the holy son?

Dog head?

Under the battle arena, Ling Xiao looked at Feng Ruge above with a calm expression.

And this time, Feng Ruge learned her lesson even more, whenever the opponent's disciple made a move, she would pretend to be invincible and fly out of the ring!

Can! !

The moment the elder of Xianzong announced the start of the contest, a burly Nanjiang Tianjiao on the opposite side flew backwards without making a move at all.

"What a terrifying method!! Junior Sister Ruge can actually hurt people with force!"

"Push."

Feng Ruge was on the stage, with a trace of blood dripping from the corner of her mouth.

I... shit!

Are these people sincerely against me?

I just want to be an outsider safely, just...is it so difficult?

really! !

As long as there is a cause and effect with the man of destiny, as a villain, the end will become miserable.

Perhaps, that eye of Tianchi is good luck to the world, but to Feng Ruge, it is a deadly devil.

But now, she seems to be walking towards that abyss step by step.

In the end, Feng Ruge took a deep look at Ling Xiao and stepped aside.

On Xianxuan Mountain, the martial arts competition is in full swing.

It's just that in the forest at the foot of the mountain, countless figures suddenly walked out.

The first person was a middle-aged man in black.

There was an obvious scar on his face, but he was tattooed with ghost patterns, making him look extremely hideous.

Beside him, three men and women in different clothes stood with their hands behind their backs, all with a look of arrogance on their faces.

"Lord of the mountain, your plan is wonderful!"

Among them, a middle-aged beautiful woman in a red robe smiled charmingly, and a charm flowed around her body, which seemed to turn all living beings upside down.

"Not bad! I'm afraid Old Helian would never have dreamed of it, so I will choose to attack the mountain at this time."

Another dark-skinned old man dressed in a green robe and holding a cane snorted coldly, his eyes were as sinister as snakes and scorpions.

"Hehe, Xuanzong Xianzong has oppressed my demon sect for hundreds of years and killed countless disciples. Now that I gather in the four altars, I will definitely let old Helian know the pain I was waiting for back then."

The remaining middle-aged man in white looked gentle, but what he said was full of resentment.