I'm really a villain

Xu Zimo's whole body became more and more majestic.

With every step he took, endless ripples would appear around him.

The power became more and more serious, and even suppressed the surrounding world.

He raised his head calmly, and looked at the huge city as far as he could see.

Fenghe City is a big city.

On the top of the city wall, a four-headed crane stands on one foot with four heads.

Look at the four directions of east, west, north, south, respectively.

The wind and cranes sing together, and the sky breaks dawn.

This was the calmest day in Fenghe City. The outside world was pouring rain, and the streets were already sparsely populated.

Pedestrians hurried home, and some drank wine in the inn, admiring the rainy season.

Under the moss-covered eaves, heavy rain streamed down like a line.

Suddenly, the whole earth began to shake.

The eaves trembled slightly, and the straight line of rainwater became chaotic intermittently.

"What's going on?" Everyone in the city looked into the distance in surprise.

An extremely strong sense of oppression descended from the sky, as if it wanted to envelop and suppress the entire Fenghe City.

Xu Zimo came to the city gate step by step, and the power around him was already as imposing as a dragon.

Like a long dragon, hovering around.

With every step he took, a deep footprint was stamped on the ground.

The footprints went deep into the ground, and the oppressive feeling of the space being suppressed made a "bang bang" sound.

"Who broke into my Fenghe City?" With the support of many soldiers defending the city, an old man in green clothes stood on the top of the city and shouted.

He looked at Xu Zimo, secretly frightened, the aura of the other party was too strong, even if I looked at it from a distance, I could feel the sense of oppression.

"I don't know what's the reason for this proud man to come to my Fenghe City." The old man slowed down his tone and asked tentatively.

"You are the City Lord of Fenghe City." Xu Zimo raised his head slightly and asked lightly.

"I'm not, just tell me what you have to do, and I can make up my mind," the old man replied.

Xu Zimo didn't bother to explain, and directly threw his son's token to the other party.

The tens of thousands of kilometers of land around here are ruled by Zhenwu Shengzong, and these cities naturally obey Zhenwu Shengzong.

As the Holy Son, Xu Zimo is also the Holy Son of these cities.

The old man took the token suspiciously, and after a few glances, his expression changed.

Hastily presented the token with both hands, and shouted: "I have seen the Holy Son."

Hearing the old man's words, the soldiers guarding the city hurriedly knelt down and shouted as well.

"Let your city lords come out," Xu Zimo said, waving his hand.

"Holy Son, wait a moment, I'll call the city lord right now," the old man bowed slightly and hurriedly replied.

Not long after, a middle-aged man in a white shirt was brought over by the old man.

Xu Zimo walked into Fenghe City, and the two quickly knelt down on one knee.

"The lord of Fenghe City, Feng Tianhe, has seen the Holy Son," the lord Feng Tianhe hurriedly greeted.

"I don't know why the Holy Son came to Fenghe City"

"There is someone you should know," Xu Zimo said.

"Holy Son, please tell me," Feng Tianhe hurriedly replied.

"The Holy Son of the Blood Underworld Sect, Xue Zeyuan," Xu Zimo replied word by word.

"He's in Fenghe City, help me find him."

"This," Feng Tianhe hesitated for a moment.

"Why?" Xu Zimo frowned, looking at Feng Tianhe.

"To be honest, the holy son of the Holy Blood Sect is visiting my mansion," Feng Tianhe replied hastily.

"You are very good," Xu Zimo said.

"This Xue Zeyuan is chasing and killing my core disciple of Zhenwu Shengzong, you just don't help, and entertain others."

Hearing Xu Zimo's words, Feng Tianhe's complexion changed drastically, and he said hastily.

"Sacred Son, I don't know these things at all.

It's just that Xue Zeyuan came to my city lord's mansion, and the way of hospitality, I can't drive him out. "

"Then take me to meet him," Xu Zimo said.

Feng Tianhe nodded quickly.

He knew that Xu Zimo was not only the holy son of Zhenwu Shengzong, but also his father was the deputy suzerain.

Compared with the so-called Blood Underworld Sacred Sect, he dared not offend Xu Zimo at all.

Following Feng Tianhe to the City Lord's Mansion, he walked straight into the main hall.

At the moment, there is singing and dancing here, and several dancers with outstanding figures are dancing explicit dances.

A variety of delicacies are placed on the front row of tables, and a young man in a red robe is sitting at the top.

Watching these dances with great interest, a blood-thirsty light appeared in his eyes.

Seeing Feng Tianhe come back, the young man smiled and asked: "Master Feng City, it's over."

Feng Tianhe didn't answer, but waved his hands slightly, looked at the dancers and said, "Go down first."

"What's the matter, City Lord Feng," the blood-robed youth was taken aback for a moment, then smiled lightly.

"Let me introduce, this is the holy son of our Zhenwu Sacred Sect, Xu Zimo," Feng Tianhe pointed to Xu Zimo and said with a light smile.

Feng Tianhe looked at Xu Zimo slightly, then stood up and said: "I have admired your name for a long time, Brother Xu often sees the head and the tail, it is very mysterious."

When the other party looked at him, Xu Zimo also looked at Feng Tianhe.

He had just asked the old man to take Yao Shengnan and Xiao Guizi down to rest.

This Xue Zeyuan was wearing a blood-colored robe, with a striking scar on his neck.

He has a short crew cut, a resolute face, and sharp eyes like a flying eagle.

Thin lips, hooked nose, holding a mace behind his back.

The whole body of this mace is white, as if made of white jade, crystal clear.

The spikes on the top are all barbs, densely packed, reflecting the cold light.

"I just have one question," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

"Brother Xu, it's okay," Xue Zeyuan said with a smile, narrowing his eyes slightly.

"How do you want to die?" Xu Zimo said lightly.

Hearing Xu Zimo's words, Xue Zeyuan's face remained unchanged.

Instead, the aura around him was rising little by little.

"Brother Xu is really good at joking, now that fate is taking shape, what's the hurry?"

Xu Zimo chuckled, and directly suppressed Xue Zeyuan with his big hand.

Feeling the rolling coercion from the big hand, Xue Zeyuan's face changed, and the mace behind his back flew out directly, hitting the big hand with one stick.

However, his strength was lost in the end, and he was slapped away by Xu Zimo.

Xue Zeyuan's figure flew upside down and directly bumped into the wall of the main hall beside him.

Xu Zimo walked out of the main hall, and the torrential rain outside was still "crackling".

Xue Zeyuan stood up from the mud of the heavy rain, holding a mace in his hand, and the power that had just entered the divine veins was surging around him.

He looked at Xu Zimo, and said lightly: "Brother Xu, does it mean that you want my two sects to fight?"

Even if you want to kill me, there must be a reason. "

"It's meaningless for me to explain to you about the core disciples of my True Martial Sect that you hunted down and killed," Xu Zimo asked back.

"Oh, it was exposed after all," Xue Zeyuan laughed out loud.

Wiping the rainwater off his face with his hands, he smiled evilly and said, "I didn't expect to meet so soon."