After becoming a villain, the heroine overheard my thoughts

At this moment.

Liu Mubai felt as if he was naked in front of He Yuan, and all the coverings on his body had been stripped off by him.

Embarrassment, shame, anger, frustration...

All kinds of complicated expressions mixed together on the face of the Penglai Pavilion's eldest disciple, causing his entire face to be somewhat ugly and distorted.

Liu Mubai clenched his hands tightly, staring at He Yuan opposite him with hatred, and said, "So you knew the purpose of Liu coming up to challenge you, and you knew that Liu would never be your opponent even if he tried his best. But you didn't point it out, but deliberately watched Liu come up to perform like a clown, and embarrassed Liu in front of everyone?"

"Uh……"

He Yuan touched the tip of his nose, shrugged helplessly, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not that boring. Besides, in my eyes, you are not so important that I need to plan so carefully to embarrass you in public!"

"Shh!"

At this moment, Liu Mubai's face instantly became uglier.

If He Yuan had only torn off his fig leaf and made him extremely embarrassed in public before, then at this moment, the other party was undoubtedly stepping on his face and rubbing it on the ground again and again!

"puff!"

Suddenly, he seemed to be unable to bear the stimulation from He Yuan any longer, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood towards the sky.

This……

When the audience saw this scene, they were all so surprised that they couldn't close their mouths.

A high-level cultivator at the ninth level of foundation building was so angry that he vomited blood on the spot just because of a few words from a low-level cultivator who was two levels lower than him.

This scene seemed a little unreal to them!

Look at Liu Mubai again.

The eldest brother of Penglai Pavilion had red eyes at this moment, and he looked at He Yuan with hatred, staring at him and said, "He Yuan, you are really going too far. I am a master of the ninth level of foundation building, and I am only half a step away from breaking through to the golden elixir stage. How can I allow you to humiliate me like this?"

Say it.

Liu Mubai's body suddenly turned into an arrow and shot straight towards He Yuan who was still sitting cross-legged in the middle of the stage.

at the same time.

The ribs of his iron fan were like hidden weapons, piercing He Yuan's face, heart, waist and abdomen.

obviously.

This time, Liu Mubai was completely enraged by He Yuan. He no longer held back and planned to kill He Yuan!

"Humph!"

He Yuan let out a muffled groan from his nose.

He had noticed early on that there was something wrong with Liu Mubai's folding fan, so when he saw the other party using it as a hidden weapon and shooting the fan bone towards him, he did not show much surprise or panic on his face.

in contrast.

At this time, He Yuan even narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression turned cold and he said, "Sometimes, I really don't understand you people. You know you are going to be killed, why don't you just admit defeat honestly? Why do you still hope for the best, which only makes you more embarrassed?"

While talking.

Suddenly, He Yuan's hands were seen swinging up and down in front of him like butterflies flying through flowers.

At the same time, his men also continued to rotate rapidly in a counterclockwise direction with the center of Penglai Fairy Terrace as the axis.

"Clap clap clap..."

Then, it was heard that the fan bones hit by Liu Mubai, before they got within half a foot of He Yuan, seemed to hit an invisible wall of air and fell down one after another.

Not only that.

When his rushing figure was half a foot away from He Yuan, he could no longer move forward.

No need to guess.

He encountered another small protective formation that He Yuan had casually set up.

"mean!"

Liu Mubai was so angry that he tried to scratch at He Yuan in front of him with his hands, but it was in vain. The half-meter distance between him and He Yuan was like a natural chasm, making him feel as if he would never be able to break through.

But it did not stop him from gritting his teeth and yelling at He Yuan: "You always resort to opportunistic means like formations. What kind of hero are you? If you have the ability, why don't you fight Liu openly for hundreds of rounds? Aren't you arrogant? Don't you look down on me, Liu Mubai? Come on, fight!"

Barking without power!

At this moment, the eldest disciple of Penglai Pavilion truly lived up to these four words.

But it's a pity.

No matter how angry and crazy Liu Mubai was, and how he yelled and challenged He Yuan to fight him head-on, He Yuan remained sitting in the middle of the stage without getting up.

at last.

After yelling for half a cup of tea, Liu Mubai finally felt a little tired. He stopped and half-knelt not far from He Yuan, his face full of dejection. He said, "Why? Why didn't you, Mr. He, even give me a chance to fight in close combat? Do you look down on me, Liu Mubai, so much?"

Liu Mubai was somewhat desperate because he couldn't get close to He Yuan no matter how hard he charged, or he felt that from today onwards, he, the eldest senior brother of Penglai Pavilion, would become the laughing stock of everyone inside and outside the sect, so he couldn't bear it.

In short.

At this moment, Liu Mubai's words and actions clearly showed that he was a little crazy.

Also.

In this situation, no matter who it is, after enduring such a series of blows and stimulation from He Yuan, they would probably be unable to bear it.

Seeing Liu Mubai's performance at this moment, He Yuan couldn't help but frown.

A moment of silence.

He finally stood up slowly, and casually put away the small protective formation he had set up around him. He said to Liu Mubai, who seemed to have no desire to live after being hit by him, "Since you want to fight in close combat, then I will give you this opportunity."

These words finally restored some of Liu Mubai's rationality, who had been hit to the point of doubting his life. Immediately, he pounced towards He Yuan.

As for the subsequent battle scenes.

It can only be described as miserable.

After all, although their realms differ by two small levels, He Yuan is a body of all spirits, and his sensory consciousness is far superior to Liu Mubai.

So in reality, if they really come to close combat, their levels should be about the same.

The only difference is their on-the-spot performance.

But right now.

Liu Mubai was obviously provoked to the point of losing his mind by his previous words. Now that the two were fighting in close combat, how could the attack of this senior disciple of Penglai Pavilion have any rules?

"Pong!"

at last.

After fighting for more than ten moves, Liu Mubai was kicked out of Penglai Fairyland by He Yuan.

But this time, he finally lost somewhat decently.

He was knocked off the stage by He Yuan.

Instead of being so angry at He Yuan that he became devastated and could no longer raise his head in front of his fellow students.

not far away.

Lin Lanyue, the saint girl among the disciples of Penglai Pavilion, witnessed this scene and nodded slightly to He Yuan on the stage without making any expression.