I just planted a demon on the saint, how can I become a villain?

Qin Mu walked up to another disciple and said the same thing.

With the lesson learned from the big man, the other disciples also agreed again and again, and no one refused.

After all, Qin Mu is almost certain to be the future holy son, and they dare not deny this face.

Under Qin Mu's communication, Fan Ze directly became the favorite of this group.

Fan Ze looked at this scene in astonishment.

The matter that caused him such a headache was easily solved by Qin Mu.

Sure enough, practicing hard is worse than hugging a good thigh!

Fan Ze strengthened his belief in hugging his thighs.

Qin Mu communicated for a while, then walked back.

Fan Ze stepped forward immediately, with an embarrassed expression on his face, he said, "Brother Qin, is this not too good..."

"It's okay, taking care of the puppy is what everyone should do." Qin Mu patted Fan Ze on the shoulder and said in a relieved tone.

"Small... thin dog?" Fan Ze frowned, his eyes revealing a hint of confusion: "What kind of dog is a thin dog? Why haven't I heard of this kind of monster?"

Qin Mu sighed, patted him on the shoulder again, and said nothing more.

Fan Ze was at a loss.

Qin Mu looked towards the ring: "This round of competition is coming to an end, get ready, we are going to play soon."

Fan Ze also looked towards the ring after hearing the words.

As time goes by.

At this time, the competition on the ring stage had reached the final stage, and even the plum blossom pile where Yi Haoran was located was attacked.

Before being promoted, any possibility must be tried.

"Everyone come with me! Pull down this guy who killed his fellow disciples!"

I don't know who yelled, and everyone who hadn't grabbed the peach blossom pile rushed to Yi Haoran's peach blossom pile, and began to compete fiercely.

All kinds of brilliant martial arts and fierce sword energy swarmed in.

Just now, in order to preserve their strength and be more secure, they didn't come up to challenge Yi Haoran.

But now the time is almost over, and the other five plum blossom piles have been occupied by powerful disciples.

They seem to have no chance, so why not just work together to pull down the person they hate the most.

In this way, even if they can't advance, they can still have a clear mind.

Yi Haoran, who was recuperating, changed his expression and suddenly opened his eyes.

"Damn it! You are looking for death!"

Yi Haoran raised his hands upwards and raised a green protective cover.

hum-

A muffled sound.

All the attacks were instantly bounced back by the green shield, and the momentum was extremely loud.

The attacking disciples looked terrified and dodged one after another.

Yi Haoran's face was also not good-looking, he turned pale, and a mouthful of blood gushed from his dantian to his throat, and he swallowed it forcibly.

Withstanding so many attacks, the spiritual power in his body was also very disordered.

But he didn't care about so much at the moment. If he showed his timidity at this time and couldn't make these people feel scared, then he would face a steady stream of more crazy attacks next.

Yi Haoran forcibly breathed a sigh of relief, mobilized the spiritual power in his body, held a circular arc knife, and slashed forward.

A round of cyan sword energy that resembled a crescent moon suddenly magnified, emitting terrifying fluctuations and sweeping forward, covering a huge range, almost indiscriminately attacking.

The faces of the disciples on the ring changed, and their figures quickly retreated, dodging the blow.

The person who couldn't catch the flash immediately shouted "I admit defeat", and then the elders took him off the ring.

Rumbling--

The cyan arc sword energy hit the edge of the ring, making a sound like thunder.

The disciples on and off the stage all looked terrified.

Although Yi Haoran's reputation is gone, his strength is still there.

This strength is still very dazzling among these disciples.

Diao Teng stroked his beard and couldn't help but nodded in relief.

It's not a waste of that pill.

Yi Haoran's complexion was a little pale, but his expression was quite complacent.

With the strength of one person, he alone resisted more than forty people and repelled them.

This record is definitely at the forefront among the younger generation in the Holy Land of Absolute Beginning.

And at this time,

A crisp bell rang.

Time has reached the end, and this round of competition is over.

Yi Haoran covered his chest with one hand, and staggered away from the ring.

He needs to adjust his breath as soon as possible.

There is still the last round of competition, and the final will be held.

He has to be at his best.

After Yi Haoran stepped off the stage, he glanced at Qin Mu calmly, and his gaze flashed fiercely.

Qin Mu ignored his gaze and walked onto the stage with a calm expression.

Fan Ze followed closely behind him, looking around non-stop, with a slightly apprehensive expression.

"Don't be nervous, everyone is responsible for protecting Xigou, so don't worry, no one will do anything to you." Qin Mu walked in front and said with relief.

Fan Ze asked curiously again: "What is a small dog..."

"It's a very thin dog." Qin Mu said casually.

Fan Ze nodded thoughtfully.

After Qin Mu and his group of disciples all stepped onto the stage, the battle soon began.

Qin Mu randomly chose a plum blossom pile and sat on it, then patted the plum blossom pile next to him, looked at Fan Ze and said, "Sit, what are you doing in a daze."

Fan Ze was a little panicked, he swallowed his saliva: "I...can I really sit, can I really not be besieged if I sit..."

Qin Mu smiled: "Don't worry, who dares to take your seat..."

Before he finished speaking, Fan Ze quickly continued: "Brother Qin, will you beat him up for me?"

Qin Mu looked at him in surprise: "Of course not, this is a competition, how can I help you, you have to use your own method."

Fan Ze was stunned: "But... I can't do anything..."

Qin Mu smiled slightly, and said, "If they dare to grab your seat, then you should kneel down and beg them to arouse their sympathy."

Fan Ze: "......"

..............

It's my birthday today, but the book is gone. It's such an unexpected birthday gift...

It’s really getting stricter. If you can’t release it next time, you may write in a different style when you open a new book. Try a funny and relaxed style. .....

(I hope I can control the unicorn arm. As a harem writer, it is really too difficult, but I still want to write about the harem. The single heroine is certainly good-looking, but I always feel that something is missing. Now that I have come to another world , now that we have time-traveled, and now that we have great power, why can’t we do more things that men like to do? Wouldn’t it be nice to watch the situation change with a smile in hand, with strong wine in hand, or it would be a reckless time-travel? .As for those without heroines...how should I put it, I also read it, but I rarely read it, so I won’t write.)

But I can't bear to write one book without another... If there is no mistake, this should be the sixth book (three books were released, but they were also abolished, and there are three more still inside)..........

Call me Leng Liufeng from now on.

(Crying out with a bang........)