This is what villains are like

The light mist transpired, and when the scene there was revealed, the boy in white in the courtyard was still sitting there quietly, very out of breath. It seemed that he had known that the girl in white would arrive, and he was waiting for her.

The girl in white had obviously noticed him, and the moment she looked at him, her eyes were full of coldness and hatred.

They hadn't seen each other for many years. There were no unnecessary words or actions. With a clatter, the ice-cold sword light suddenly appeared like the light of day. It was brilliant and dazzling, even so bright that people couldn't even open their eyes.

Even though it was just the scene from the past, everyone was still shocked by the murderous aura and got goosebumps all over their body.

When Jiang Rushian looked at this scene, his eyes trembled, and his originally beautiful and picturesque face turned a little pale.

She stretched out her hand as if to stop this scene, but when her palm reached mid-air, she suddenly realized what she was doing and stopped there, feeling inexplicably depressed.

This is just the reflection of the last stage of Jiang Lan's current earthly calamity. Although everyone is affected by this secret power of heaven and earth and can see it from the perspective of a bystander, they are unable to intervene, let alone stop it.

"What a bad fate..."

Jiang Lintian couldn't help lowering his eyelids at this time and sighed softly, unable to bear to look at this scene.

And among the surprised, confused, and puzzled looks of everyone, the light mist became thicker and thicker, and in the scene, there was also a faint voice, with some sighs.

"Is it still like this, not giving you any chance to speak?"

The young man in white who was sitting quietly in the courtyard spoke in a very calm voice.

Facing the girl's merciless thrust with the sword, he just stretched out one hand, put two fingers together, and easily clamped it, preventing it from moving at all.

No matter how hard the girl tried, she couldn't make the sword advance any further.

There was obviously no mana fluctuation or aura on his body, but sitting there firmly, he looked like a majestic and immortal mountain, which was intimidating.

"say what?"

The girl in white finally spoke out, her tone as clear and sweet as an oriole's.

She looked coldly at the young man in white among them, the hatred in her eyes was deep-seated, and there was also a deeper anger filling her eyes.

The boy in white sat there quietly, frowning, and then he didn't care about the hateful expression of the girl in white, but stretched out his other hand, touched his heart, and murmured, "It turns out, that heart is again came back."

Everyone was deeply shocked and confused when they looked at the extremely weird and surprising scene in this picture. They didn't know whether this was a scene that had happened before, or whether it was a reflection of the earthly calamity that Jiang Lan was going through now.

Only Jiang Ruxian understood. She looked at her former self, and saw the barely concealed hatred and hostility in her eyes. Her eyes drooped, unable to conceal her sadness and pain.

When a person is covered by hatred and anger, then he will no longer be able to see the truth clearly. She was like that at the beginning.

"Jiang Lan, what do you mean?"

In the picture, the girl in white shouted coldly, holding the sword in her hand until it turned white.

"I understand, this is what this disaster means."

The young man in white did not respond to her, but continued to talk to himself, seeming to understand a lot.

"This calamity?"

"You also know that you will suffer such a disaster, so I am here today to seek justice and revenge on you."

"You die for me."

When the girl in white heard this, her hatred became even more overwhelming. She somehow burst out with a terrifying power like a mountain torrent. The brilliant fairy light made her forehead shine brightly, as if there was a small fairy sitting cross-legged. There.

These fairy lights filled every inch of her skin, making her look like an exiled fairy.

She pulled hard, and this time the long sword broke free from Jiang Lan's hand without any difficulty, and then stabbed forward with greater strength, anger, and hatred, with a chirping sound.

However, what made her extremely surprised and shocked was that the sword thrust was still easily blocked by the young man in white in front of her, preventing her from making any further progress.

His palm was made of immortal gold and divine iron. He held it firmly there. The blade was very sharp, but it couldn't hurt him at all.

"Don't waste your efforts." He said calmly.

"I do not believe……"

The girl in white gritted her teeth and tried again, but no matter what method she used, the sword could not penetrate half an inch in front of the boy in white.

There seemed to be an invisible invisible barrier between the two of them.

"Although I don't have any cultivation skills now, as long as I think about it, you can't hurt me at all in this world."

"Don't waste your efforts." The boy in white said calmly.

The girl in white looked at him full of hatred and said unwillingly, "No way, you can't become that powerful."

"This has nothing to do with being powerful. Can't you see that I don't have any mana fluctuations in my body now?" The boy in white asked, and then stood up from the pavilion.

The girl in white was startled, and when she saw him getting up, she quickly retreated back like a frightened bird.

Seeing this scene, the boy in white revealed a smile that was self-deprecating or sarcastic, and said, "Aren't you coming to kill me? Why are you so scared that you backed away?"

"I can't kill you."

The girl in white looked at him coldly, her palms that clenched the sword turned white, and she was very unwilling to do so.

"Do you really want to kill me?"

The boy in white suddenly stopped, looked at her, and asked calmly.

"..."

"I thought that if you saw that you couldn't kill me, you would be patient and listen to my explanation, but you still didn't even give me a chance to explain."

"Do you really hate me that much?" Seeing her silence, the boy in white asked slightly mockingly.

The girl in white clenched her teeth tightly, her eyes full of anger and hatred, and said, "I wish I could crush you to ashes. What you hate most right now is your hypocritical face..."

"I wish you would never appear in front of me again in this life. I feel sick when I hear your voice."

"..."

"is it?"

The young man in white didn't seem to realize that her hatred for him had reached such an extent. He was silent for a moment, with a hint of self-deprecation on his lips.

"My skills are not as good as yours. If you want to kill or chop me into pieces today, I will admit it. I only regret that I am not good at my skills. I failed to live up to the opportunity God gave me and was unable to kill the enemy with my own hands."

The girl in white gripped the sword tightly, with no extra emotion in her eyes except hatred.

Hearing this, the boy in white just shook his head and did not respond.

He walked slowly in the courtyard, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar environment around him, as if thinking about how to break the situation.

Seeing that he was ignoring her, the girl in white gritted her teeth, then raised her sword to kill him again.

However, the young man in white seemed to have eyes behind him. When she was about to stab him with her long sword, he turned slightly sideways and dodged, then grabbed his wrist and said calmly, "Don't waste your efforts."

After that, with a sound of pain, she casually snatched the long sword from her hand and threw it to the ground.