Villain: Be a teacher to the son of luck

"Master, you are not my opponent!"

As Wen Mingting said, with [Xianyan] Hualong in his hand, he directly hit Xie Fuyi to the side of the demon king's throne.

Even though Xie Fuyi blocked most of the power with the [Lightning Sword], he couldn't help vomiting blood for a while.

"Master, you are stupid, why did you come here early to seek your own death?"

Wen Mingting stood in mid-air, as if everything was under control, ".As long as you follow the choices I gave you, you won't suffer."

"Wen Mingting."

Xie Fuyi got up, wiped the blood from his mouth, "...you are half right, I am indeed not your opponent now."

"...But, I didn't come from the dead end, I came...to kill you!"

Xie Fuyi said, as if the situation was already under control.
Wen Mingting was slightly stunned, he didn't understand why Xie Fuyi said that suddenly.

But the next moment.
Wen Mingting seemed to recall that since he fought against Xie Fuyi, Xie Fuyi had been retreating in a general direction, and there...
It is the gate of the Demon Realm!
Wen Mingting seemed to understand that Xie Fuyi's goal from the very beginning was the gate of the demon realm behind the demon king's throne.

The time passing behind the gate of the demon domain is different from the outside. It is as short as a moment, but as long as eternity.

Xie Fuyi's aptitude and ability are far superior to his own
If he enters it, even for a moment, he can turn his time into eternity in it!
Wen Mingting didn't stop there, the [Xian Yan] in his hand exploded, and directly flew towards Xie Fuyi's location.

And Xie Fuyi also entered the gate of the Demon Realm at the same time.
"boom!"

A huge black flame exploded at the Demon King's throne.

The gate of the Demon Realm was destroyed by [Xian Yan].

Many monks and demons who were fighting followed the sound and looked towards the explosion.
there.
The momentum there is already different from before.

Wen Mingting stood in the middle of the sky in the distance, he knew he was still a step behind, he seemed to be shaking with anger, "Thanks! Brush! Clothes!"

Wen Mingting said word by word, when things were out of his control, he could no longer maintain that easy-going and indifferent appearance
The dust of the flames dissipated.

Xie Fuyi stood with his sword in hand.

On his body, the injuries he suffered before have healed.

It was only a short moment before he entered behind the gate of the Demon Realm.
But it seems like a long, long time has passed
So long ago, Xie Fuyi himself almost forgot.

But he has only one belief, insisting on his continuous cultivation——

"Save people, and kill Wen Mingting!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha"

Wen Mingting laughed back angrily, "Very well, Xie Fuyi, now, you are also on the tenth level."

"... Let's have a final battle, a battle that has never been seen in the Three Realms, a battle between two tenth-order powerhouses!"

"Do not."

In Xie Fuyi's eyes at this time, in addition to the usual indifference, there was a sense of vicissitudes, ".Wen Mingting, you are wrong."

"I was wrong?" Wen Mingting was a little disdainful, ".Xie Fuyi, are you trying to persuade me? I will never join your subordinates again. I have always only believed in myself!"

"I was wrong, you were wrong."

As Xie Fuyi said, he withdrew the [Lightning Sword] in his hand and disappeared.

Just when everyone was puzzled as to why Xie Fuyi withdrew his strongest weapon, the sense of oppression brought by a majestic cultivation force made everyone want to kneel down.

In Xie Fuyi's hand, a phantom sword transformed from supreme cultivation power appeared
Immediately afterwards, behind him, countless transparent phantom swords, like a rain of swords, appeared out of thin air in the space behind Xie Fuyi.

".I have surpassed the tenth level."

Wen Mingting froze in place
A pair of cloudy white eyes have nothing to say, but they can perfectly interpret the look of shock at this moment.

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"

While speaking, Wen Mingting angrily used all available attack methods in his hands, "Xie Fuyi, you are just bluffing! It must be like this! It must be like this!"

The demon energy transformed by the demon power erupted from Wen Mingting's body.

In an instant, the entire Demon Realm seemed to be affected by this demon energy
Wen Mingting struck quickly, controlled the [Xianyan] assistant, and went towards Wen Mingting.

But Xie Fuyi didn't move.

He controlled the imaginary sword behind him to continuously attack Wen Mingting, who was surrounded by demon energy in front of him.

The phantom sword hit Wen Mingting's devilish energy, and then disappeared.

Every phantom sword weakens Wen Mingting's devilish energy by a layer.
The last phantom sword disappeared, and Wen Mingting also revealed his body from the remaining devilish energy, with a ferocious face and holding [Xian Yan].

Xie Fuyi closed his eyes slightly, he didn't want to see his former disciple die by his hands.
With a sword in Xie Fuyi's hand, it pierced thousands of demonic energy.

The sword crossed his neck, Wen Mingting's head was in a different place.

All the dark demonic energy dissipated at this moment.
Xie Fuyi stepped forward slowly and looked at Wen Mingting's head, which seemed to have the last vitality remaining.

Xie Fuyi squatted closer, looked down at the other party, and said lightly——

"Ming Ting, you have never had a heart of reverence for all life."

".Your arrogance and greed will eventually allow you to be punished as you deserve!"

Wen Mingting's eyes were cloudy and white. He struggled and said the last few words of his life——

"I, can feel my breath, but never know what the meaning of existence is."

".Until that day, when I dismembered a live rabbit with my own hands, I knew where my meaning came from."

Wen Mingting coughed up blood, he tried his best to find where Xie Fuyi was.
"Master, go and see Junior Sister Zi and Miss Chu."

"They...the two of them"

"The two of them, I exchanged some of their things, so they shouldn't live long. Hahahahaha!"

Xie Fuyi was stunned, but before he could make a move, Wen Mingting, who was laughing wildly, had already passed away.
Xie Fuyi was a little distracted, and stood up, he had already reached beyond the tenth level.

However, he did not expect
Even myself, I still feel unstable and wobbly.