After becoming a villain, the heroine overheard my thoughts

I don't mind letting this Penglai Fairyland become a river of blood!

Although He Yuan said this in a very calm tone, the onlookers in the audience felt a buzzing in their heads.

How confident a person must be to say such arrogant words at the Xianwu Conference where almost all the masters from all the sects and families in Tianyuan Continent have gathered?

But when I thought about the fact that this guy had just defeated four high-level cultivators with cultivation levels above the eighth level of foundation building, and also scared away a master of the seventh level of foundation building.

Everyone felt balanced instantly.

After all, most of them, even if their cultivation has reached the ninth level of foundation building, know that they cannot do this.

Perhaps the only ones who have this confidence are the powerful ones above the Jindan stage.

Then look at Lin Jingtao in the audience.

How could he not understand that what He Yuan had just said was actually a warning to him.

He Yuan's purpose was to tell him that if he still wanted to send low-level disciples in the pavilion to come on stage to use the wheel tactics against him, He Yuan, then next, he would have to bear the consequences of his own Penglai Pavilion's disciples being ruthlessly slaughtered by him, He Yuan.

"This damn bastard actually dared to put down this lord in front of so many people!"

Lin Jingtao's face turned extremely pale in an instant. He clenched his fists tightly in his sleeves, and glanced coldly at He Yuan on the stage with his eyes like an eagle.

If looks could kill.

I'm afraid that He Yuan has already been dismembered countless times by the leader of Penglai Pavilion.

however.

At this moment, He Yuan seemed not to have seen Lin Jingtao's ruthless eyes that seemed to be ready to devour anyone. He sat cross-legged on the ground, and casually placed the four pieces of the Immortal Sword in his hand side by side on the stone platform in front of him.

immediately.

He closed his eyes and rested quietly.

Although He Yuan didn't say a word.

But the four pieces of the Immortal-Slaying Sword placed in front of him had undoubtedly told the monks in the audience who had originally planned to go on stage to challenge him something.

That is.

If you want to challenge He Yuan, you can, but first ask yourself if you can get the upper hand over the four pieces of the Immortal-Slaying Sword in front of him!

For an instant.

This made many monks who still wanted to go on stage and give it a try completely give up the idea of ​​challenging He Yuan.

This scene was naturally not what Lin Jingtao wanted to see.

The scene he most hoped to see was that the onlookers from various sects in the Tianyuan Continent would come out enthusiastically, one after another, onto the Penglai Immortal Platform and challenge He Yuan, the arrogant and presumptuous disciple of the Wanxian Sect.

It would be best if he could tire himself out and collapse on the stage, thus becoming a stepping stone for his most proud disciple Xu Ziang to become famous.

That way I can vent my anger.

Lin Jingtao cursed He Yuan viciously in his heart.

But after waiting for a long time, no one came up to challenge He Yuan, and the leader of Penglai Pavilion couldn't help but feel anxious.

If no one dares to challenge He Yuan on stage again, doesn't it mean that the champion of this Immortal Martial Arts Conference is this disciple of the Wanxian Sect whom he hates so much?

Do not!

I, Lin Jingtao, will never let this happen.

Thinking of this, Lin Jingtao immediately turned his gaze and glanced towards a teahouse not far from Penglai Xiantai.

There.

There happened to be a pair of eyes hiding behind the window on the second floor, looking at him at the same time.

The two people's eyes met in mid-air, and in an instant they seemed to understand each other's thoughts.

next moment.

The owner of the eyes who was hiding behind the window on the second floor of the teahouse suddenly dodged and left the teahouse in an instant.

After a while.

A man dressed in black and wearing a hood, with his head and face hidden in the hood, leaving only a pair of cold and evil eyes exposed, mixed in with a group of spectators under the Penglai Immortal Platform.

then.

He raised his head slightly, opened his sinister eyes, and stared coldly at He Yuan, who was meditating with his eyes closed on the stage. Suddenly, an evil smile flashed in his eyes.

If He Yuan could meet the eyes of the black-clothed hooded man at this moment, he would be able to recognize him at a glance. The other person must be Xu Ziang, the destined protagonist of the original "Sword Immortal" with whom he had a deep grudge.

Xu Ziang suddenly reached out and patted the shoulder of a young foundation-building cultivator in a green robe in front of him.

Immediately.

The pupils of this young monk, who originally had a look of watching a show on his face, suddenly became dilated. Then, he suddenly stepped on the ground with his feet and leaped into the air onto the Penglai Immortal Platform.

The young cultivator bowed to He Yuanyi at the center of the stone platform and said expressionlessly, "Lu Yibo, a free cultivator from Hexi, is at the seventh stage of foundation building. I have come to challenge you to a duel!"

Ok?

At this moment, when the people in the audience saw the actions of the young monk Lu Yi Bo and heard him introduce himself, they couldn't help but be stunned.

Didn't He Yuan just make it clear that if a cultivator below the ninth level of foundation building dared to challenge him, he would definitely make the other party bleed to death?

Why is Lu Yi Bo so stubborn that he actually dares to step onto the stage and challenge He Yuan?

They didn't think that this casual cultivator named Lu could have any high-level weapons like top-grade spiritual tools...

and so.

In their view, the young monk Lu Yi Bo's move to challenge He Yuan on stage was tantamount to seeking death!

"Shh!"

At the same time, He Yuan opened his tightly closed eyes and glanced coldly at Lu Yi Bo opposite him.

This person knew that after I had made the harsh words, he still stubbornly came forward to challenge me, which was tantamount to challenging my bottom line.

"Ding!"

He flicked up a piece of the Immortal-Slaying Sword off the ground, causing the sword to emit a clear sword chant.

His voice was filled with an indescribable coldness as he said, "Since you are eager to die, I can only grant your wish... Hmm?"

wrong!

Suddenly, just when He Yuan was about to take ruthless action against Lu Yi Bo in order to give a bloody warning to those monks who were still hoping for a lucky break.

Suddenly, he faintly sensed a familiar breath from the other person.

"This breath..."

He Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly and subconsciously moved his gaze to the position where Lu Yi Bo was originally standing on the stage.

In an instant.

He then converged his gaze with Xu Ziang, who was dressed in black and had his head and face hidden in a hood, in the audience.

"It's you?"

He Yuan's eyes darkened, and his voice was filled with cold murderous intent.

At this moment, the fairy Lingmiao in the audience also noticed Xu Ziang's presence, and her cold eyes also looked over here.

Being locked in the gazes of both He Yuan and Fairy Ling Miao, Xu Ziang immediately knew that it would be impossible for him to escape easily.