The junior sister who wants to be a villain

The morning glow in the sky gradually receded, but the atmosphere in the martial arts field became more solemn. The audience watched with bated breath, only to hear the gentle sound of wind passing by, bringing up wisps of dust.

"Let go of the little junior sister!" A stern look flashed in Nangong Wen's eyes. He gripped the sword tightly and shot at the mysterious man like an arrow from the string. The tip of the sword drew a sharp trajectory in the air, heading straight for the mysterious man's mouth.

The mysterious man chuckled, let go of Lin Wanfeng, and with a wave of his hand, an invisible force deflected Nangong Wen's long sword. He didn't move, but he had easily defused Nangong Wen's attack.

Lin Wanfeng took the opportunity to break free, turned over and landed firmly on the ground. She rubbed her sore cheeks, her eyes filled with anger: "Asshole! Just wait and see!"

The mysterious man looked at Lin Wanfeng with interest: "Oh? If you have any other skills, little girl, just use them."

Lin Wanfeng glared at the mysterious man, turned around and ran towards the edge of the ring. She put her hand on her waist and took out a handful of talismans.

"Let you taste my power!" Lin Wanfeng shouted and threw out all the talismans in his hand.

In an instant, the martial arts arena flickered with light, and talismans turned into various attacks and attacked the mysterious man. Some turned into fireballs, some turned into ice arrows, and some turned into thunder...

The mysterious man smiled slightly when he saw this, and waved his hands lightly. An invisible wall of air appeared in front of him, blocking all attacks.

"A small skill." The mysterious man said calmly.

Not to be outdone, Lin Wanfeng took out a talisman from his arms and prepared to attack again. However, at this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded.

"stop!"

Everyone heard the sound and went away, only to see the sect master standing on the edge of the ring, looking at the mysterious man solemnly.

"Who are you? Why do you want to cause trouble in our Tianjian Sect?" the sect leader asked in a deep voice.

The mysterious man smiled slightly: "I have already said that I am just entrusted by others to host this competition. If you can beat me, I will naturally tell you my identity."

The sect leader sneered when he heard this: "Win you? Do you think too highly of yourself? Who do you think you are? Can you represent the will of the entire Tianjian Sect?"

The mysterious man laughed: "Of course I cannot represent the will of the entire Tianjian Sect, but I can represent the rules of this game. If you are not convinced, you can come together, and I will continue."

The sect leader was extremely angry and laughed when he heard this: "Okay! Since you are so arrogant, let me, the disciples of Tianjian Sect, learn your clever tricks!"

As he spoke, he turned around and waved to the disciples in the audience: "All disciples, listen to the order! Form the sword formation!"

The disciples in the audience responded in unison when they heard the words, and then they drew out their long swords and formed a huge sword formation. The sword energy criss-crossed in the sword formation, exuding an unparalleled aura.

The mysterious man looked at the sword array in front of him and smiled: "It's interesting."

As he spoke, he disappeared in a flash, and when he reappeared, he was already in the sword formation. He put his hands behind his back and walked through the sword array like a leisurely stroll, as if the sharp sword energy didn't exist at all to him.

"Attack!" The sect leader gave the order, and the disciples in the sword formation launched an attack. Streams of sword energy poured towards the mysterious man like a heavy rain.

However, the mysterious man still looked calm and calm. His figure kept flickering, and he was able to avoid the attack of the sword energy just right every time.

"This is not the way to go!" Nangong Wen looked at the mysterious man in the sword formation and said with a frown, "His speed is too fast, we can't touch him at all."

Lin Wanfeng also looked anxious when he heard this: "What should we do? We can't just watch him run wild in our Tianjian Sect, right?"

At this moment, the mysterious man suddenly paused and stretched out his hand to grab in the void. He saw a sword energy firmly grasped in his hand, and then he squeezed it gently, and the sword energy dissipated into nothingness.

"Your attacks are too weak." The mysterious man shook his head and said, "If you only have this ability, then this game will end here."

As he spoke, he withdrew from the sword formation in a flash, and then swung his hands forward fiercely.

"Sword Qi Storm!"

Following his low shout, a gust of wind suddenly blew up in the martial arts arena. The wind was mixed with countless sword energy, sweeping towards the disciples of Tianjian Sect.

"Be careful!" The sect leader was shocked and quickly waved his hand to set up a protective shield to protect the disciples.

However, the sword energy storm seemed to have endless power, constantly impacting the protective shield. The protective shield is crumbling under the erosion of the sword energy storm and may be broken at any time.

"Hold on! You must hold on!" The sect leader maintained the stability of the protective shield with a solemn expression.

However, as time went by, the power of the sword energy storm showed no sign of weakening. Instead, it became more and more violent, as if it was going to swallow up the entire Tianjian Sect.

"puff!"

Finally, under the continuous impact of the sword energy storm, the sect leader could no longer hold on, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the protective shield was shattered.

The sword energy storm swept across the entire Tianjian Sect in an instant, and countless disciples were struggling and wailing in the sword energy. The martial arts arena was a mess, with blood and mutilated limbs everywhere.

"No!" Nangong Wen and Lin Wanfeng's eyes were splitting as they looked at the tragic situation in front of them. They wanted to rush out to rescue their fellow sect members, but were trapped by the storm of sword energy and unable to move.

The mysterious man looked at the scene in front of him and smiled slightly: "Is this the strength of your Tianjian Sect? It's really disappointing."

As he spoke, he disappeared in a flash, leaving only the Tianjian Sect members messy in the wind.

After a while, the sword energy storm finally dissipated. Everyone in the Tianjian Sect got up from the ground and saw that the martial arts arena was already in a mess. There were disciples injured by the sword energy everywhere, and they were wailing one after another.

"Sect Master!" Nangong Wen and Lin Wanfeng quickly ran to the Sect Master to check his injuries. I saw that the sect master's face was as pale as paper, and his chest clothes had been stained red with blood.

"We..." Nangong Wen opened his mouth to say something, but found that he was choked and unable to speak.

The sect leader opened his eyes slightly and looked at Nangong Wen and Lin Wanfeng, and then struggled to utter a few words: "All...were eliminated..."

After saying this, he fainted and passed away.

"No!" Nangong Wen and Lin Wanfeng cried out sadly at the same time. They couldn't accept this fact. They couldn't accept that the Tianjian Sect was completely wiped out by a mysterious man on their own martial arts field.

However, the facts were before their eyes, and they couldn't help but not believe it. The disciples of Tianjian Sect gathered around to check the injuries, and all of them looked solemn and silent.

The entire Tianjian Sect was shrouded in gloom and mist.