A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

Xiao Sizhe was secretly delighted in his heart, but a happy smile appeared on his face, and he said loudly: "Yes! That's right!" He was thinking in his heart: Hurry, faster, your death is about to come, and my national hatred and family feud will be avenged soon.

His voice echoed in the palace, like the sound of a clear bell, as if cheering for Emperor Yuxuan. Xiao Sizhe's hands unconsciously clenched slightly. He suppressed his inner excitement and tried to keep a smile on his face.

Emperor Yuxuan was very proud and his movements became smoother. He fiddled with it a few more times and asked again, "What about this move?"

His eyes were full of expectation, like a student eager to be praised by his teacher. Emperor Yuxuan's forehead was slightly sweaty, shining with crystal light under the sunlight.

Xiao Sizhe clapped his hands and praised, "You are so smart! Keep going!"

In his heart, he couldn't wait to see the moment when Emperor Yuxuan fell. His face was filled with excitement, as if he saw the dawn of victory.

Xiao Sizhe's eyes were fixed on Emperor Yuxuan, not missing any of his moves.

When Emperor Yuxuan was happy, he forgot everything and the only thing in his mind was the pursuit of the secret of immortality.

His movements could not help but speed up, like a storm, full of power.

While practicing, he asked, "What about this?" His voice was anxious, eager to get Xiao Sizhe's affirmation. Emperor Yuxuan's figure moved quickly in the palace, bringing up a breeze.

"Yes, that's right, you are so smart!" Xiao Sizhe was so excited that he jumped up. He shouted in his heart: It's almost there, I'm going to succeed.

His eyes flashed with excitement, and the hatred in his heart became stronger at this moment. Xiao Sizhe's heartbeat was like a drum, and he seemed to hear the sound of his blood rushing in his body.

In the palace, Emperor Yuxuan's figure was dancing quickly like a flash of lightning, while Xiao Sizhe was cheering non-stop on the side. The scene seemed harmonious, but Emperor Yuxuan was unaware that there was murderous intent hidden inside.

Emperor Yuxuan practiced faster and faster, his figure dancing in the palace like a whirlwind. Every movement was full of power, as if to tear the air apart.

The dragon robe on his body rustled with his movements, and the golden threads sparkled brightly in the sunlight.

Emperor Yuxuan's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, which looked like crystal pearls under the sunlight. His eyes were shining with fanaticism, as if he saw his future of immortality and eternal rule of the world. The burning desire was like a blazing fire, making him immerse himself in practice regardless of everything.

Xiao Sizhe stood aside, his heart full of sneers. The so-called secret of immortality was actually a bait carefully prepared by him and his son Sikong Yan!

They knew Emperor Yuxuan's greed and arrogance, so they took advantage of his desire for immortality to lay this trap. Sikong Yan faked his death just to make Emperor Yuxuan relax his vigilance.

They knew that if they wanted to kill Emperor Yuxuan, they had to use their wits. So, they followed the will of the people and designed the secret of immortality from Jinting Township. They knew that Emperor Yuxuan would do whatever it took to get what he loved.

And they wanted to let him get it, and then let him die there without anyone knowing.

Xiao Sizhai was wearing a white robe with a blue ribbon tied around his waist and his long hair was tied casually behind his head. There was a subtle cunning on his face and his eyes revealed calmness and calculation.

As he clapped his hands, he kept looking at the incense sticks that had not yet burned out in front of the shrine. The incense was emitting wisps of smoke, like a winding silk thread, as if telling of the upcoming fate.

The tip of the incense flickered with a faint flame, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, like a beating heart. Xiao Sizhe stared at the incense, calculating the time in his mind. His fingers were slightly bent, and his nails gently scratched across the palm, causing a slight sting.

He knew that when the incense burned out, Emperor Yuxuan would die. His heart was filled with anticipation and nervousness, as if he was waiting for a grand performance.

In the palace, the atmosphere was tense and depressing. Only Emperor Yuxuan's figure was dancing constantly, unaware that he had fallen into a trap from which he could not escape.

The reliefs on the wall appear and disappear in the shadows, as if silently witnessing the coming storm.

The carpet on the ground was soft and thick, and footsteps were almost inaudible on it, but it gave people a sense of heavy silence.

Emperor Yuxuan became more and more devoted to his practice, his body was as fast as lightning, and his momentum was as strong as a rainbow. Suddenly, he was like a dragon emerging from the sea, with his arms stretched out, as if a giant dragon rose from the deep sea, with endless majesty and power.

The movements were vigorous and powerful, and the sleeves of his clothes fluttered as if there was a strong wind following him. The dragon robe on his body shone with golden light as he danced, and the dragon pattern embroidered on it seemed to come alive, baring its fangs and claws, and was lifelike.

Emperor Yuxuan's eyes were firm and sharp, like a sharp sword, shooting straight ahead. His hair fluttered in the wind, and every strand of hair seemed to be full of power.

Suddenly, a phoenix danced in the sky. He spun lightly, his posture as graceful as a phoenix soaring in the sky, elegant and agile, and every movement was full of artistic beauty.

His toes tapped the ground lightly, like a dragonfly skimming the water, light and agile. His arms were like the wings of a phoenix, stretched and graceful, and every movement was just right. His face showed an intoxicated expression, as if he had really turned into a phoenix, flying freely in the sky.

Suddenly, like a mad master roaring, Emperor Yuxuan's eyes widened, his face full of anger, and he roared like an angry master venting his power. His movements were violent and ferocious, as if he could destroy everything that stood in his way.

His fists were clenched tightly, veins bulging, and every punch made a whirring sound. His footsteps were heavy and powerful, and every step made the ground tremble slightly.

His roar was like thunder, echoing in the palace, making people tremble with fear. Suddenly, a ghost appeared, and his figure became illusory, moving around the palace like a ghost, making people unpredictable.

That strange figure made people shudder. His movements were as fast as lightning, making it difficult to see his figure. His face showed a sinister smile, like a ghost, which made people shudder.

His figure kept flashing in the palace, as if there were countless of him moving at the same time. This wonderful exercise made Xiao Sizhe's blood boil.

His eyes were fixed on Emperor Yuxuan, and a complex emotion surged in his heart. It must be said that Emperor Yuxuan's physique is a genius in martial arts training in the world, and no one can match it.