Fantasy: The system forces me to be a villain

"Come on, let's kill this demon together with this Daoist!"

Feng Wuhen yelled angrily when he saw that King Shura was helpless for a while.

However, it was obvious that everyone had lost confidence in him, and no one chose to step forward for a while.

"Damn it, if something happens to the old man, the whole Fengtian Dao will be ruined, you should think it through!" Feng Wuhen said angrily.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, several strong men in the Heavenly Exalted Realm immediately walked out.

These are the only Heavenly Venerable Realms remaining in Feng Tiandao.

Even if King Shura is destroyed, Feng Tiandao is also finished.

After all, there is another big force watching behind them.

Once something happens, that force will definitely mobilize and replace him with Feng Tian Dao Holy Land.

However, now is not the time to think about that.

"Set up the formation!" Feng Wuhen shouted angrily.

Just now, Feng Tiandao's protective array was violently smashed by King Shura. Although it was because there was no one in charge, it also showed how terrifying the power of King Shura was.

At this moment, there are more than a dozen strong men in the Heavenly Exalted Realm making moves, and Feng Wuhen assists, which makes the formation very amazing, and it is more than enough to deal with a Shura King.

"Hmph!" King Shura was not stupid, he felt the horror of the formation, so he directly made a move, choosing the weakest elder of the Heavenly Venerable Realm to make a move.

How could those elders be his opponents, more than ten Tianzun powerhouses were beheaded and killed six of them in an instant.

At this moment, there are only eight people left.

Fortunately, these six people did not sacrifice for nothing, but completed the arrangement of the formation, and King Shura was already inside the formation!

"Put all your strength to kill this tease!" Feng Wuhen was overjoyed to see this, he didn't care about the injuries of his disciples at all, and went all out to deal with King Shura in the formation.

As long as you kill him with a formation, all the sacrifices will be worth it!
The eight Tianzun powerhouses did not dare to neglect, and bombarded King Shura in the formation with all their strength.

Although King Shura was extremely powerful and proficient in killing, he was trapped by the formation and immediately lost part of his combat power, so he could only bear the bombardment passively.

"Roar!" King Shura roared loudly, the sound wave filled the sky, penetrated the formation, and directly affected the minds of several Heavenly Exalted Realms.

This sound wave was full of killing power, making the eight Heavenly Venerates suddenly a little dazed.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, King Shura counterattacked frantically and continued to attack, beheading and killing the two Heavenly Venerate powerhouses again.

At the same time, he fought against Feng Wuhen again and again, and finally exhausted himself, and died in Feng Wuhen's hands.

Feng Wuhen breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at Feng Tiandao's disciples, there are only six Heavenly Venerable Realm experts left, and everyone is injured.

The disciples in the Human Sovereign Realm also suffered heavy losses, and there were still about dozens of them.

"Oh, what a pity!" Ye Chen shook his head. It's a pity that Feng Wuhen didn't kill Feng Wuhen this time. However, Feng Tiandao is over this time. He is no longer the opponent of Yaochi Holy Land, so don't worry about it. on.

He Feng Wuhen injured the original source, and if he shot again with the cultivation base of the holy realm, it would have permanent damage.

However, just when everyone thought the battle was over, suddenly, the atmosphere in the whole space changed.

Feng Wuhen's face changed, and he looked around gloomyly.

At this moment, several terrifying fluctuations swept all directions, locking the entire Fengtian Dao.

"You guys are so brave, do you think I, Feng Tiandao, are easy to bully?"

Feng Wuhen was furious, his breath surged wildly, and wind and sand were everywhere.

However, Feng Wuhen felt a little terrified in his heart.

The counting breath that appears is the cultivation base of a saint.

If the Holy Realm attacked him, Feng Tiandao would really be finished!

"Fellow Daoist, forgive me, because Jianjian Hall sent us an application to challenge Feng Tiandao, so please come and be a witness!"

An indifferent voice came from the air, without any emotion.

"You are from the other two holy places!" Feng Wuhen turned pale with shock.

If it was people from the other two holy places, it would be a bit scary to come here today.

They are not good comers!
Now that it has been blocked for four weeks, Feng Wuhen may be about to die.

"The Jianjian Hall wants to challenge Feng Tiandao, why don't they come, but people from the other two holy places come."

Feng Wuhen snorted angrily: "Is it true that, as rumors from the outside world say, this Jianjian Hall was supported by two holy places to deal with me, Feng Tiandao?"

"Hehe, you don't need to do this, Fellow Daoist Feng. Now that we're here, we're only responding to the application of Jianjian Hall, and we need to be a witness."

The secret holy man said: "Fellow Daoist, don't worry, we won't make a move, we're just here to be a witness!"

To be a witness?

Feng Wuhen cursed in his heart.

Witnessing blocked his way?
This clearly wanted Feng Wuhen's life!

At this moment, a figure with a terrifying aura came from outside.

It was a fierce breath, walking slowly with an incomparable coercion.

Sword repair, this is a sword repair!
Feng Wuhen obviously also sensed this person's strength, and his face changed drastically.

Sword cultivators are the most terrifying, claiming to have the strongest attack power.

Is it someone from Sword Forging Hall?
"Zhijian Hall, come and challenge Feng Tian Dao Feng Daoyou!"

It was a middle-aged man, his upper body was thorny, his muscles were rumbling, and he had the color of bronze.

"Forging Sword Hall!" Feng Wuhen's face became extremely ugly.

Now that he fought against King Shura, he suffered serious injuries in his body, so he is definitely not this person's opponent.

These people came here clearly to kill him completely.

However, he did not intend to sit and wait for death.

It is also very difficult to want Feng Wuhen to die!

Presumably these people also know, that's why they sent so many saintly powerhouses here.

"bring it on!"

In any case, Feng Wuhen is also a strong man in the holy realm, with the strength of a saint still alive, he chose to fight to the death with the people from Jianjian Hall.

Fighting took place quickly.

Not only here, but also many sword cultivators from the Sword Forging Hall came from the outside world.

Apparently, the Holy Land battle isn't just at the top.

These disciples, elders, will also participate in the battle.

The battle was one-sided, because these people were completely disappointed with Feng Wuhen before, so they only surrendered after a symbolic resistance.

And the most tragic one, the battle between Feng Wuhen and the middle-aged sword cultivator.

The middle-aged sword cultivator only entered and exited the holy realm, but Feng Wuhen was a mid-term saint.

Between the two, the battle was evenly matched.

Of course, this is only the surface.

The battle between the saints can easily divide life and death, which is terrifyingly tight.

The battle between the two lasted for a long time, and the sword energy pervaded the mountains and rivers.

Feng Wuhen was not to be outdone, countless auras swirled around him like sharp knives, easily tearing apart the space.

That's it, the two lasted for a quarter of an hour.

However, the middle-aged Jianxiu became more courageous as he fought more and more, while Feng Wuhen gradually couldn't support it.

Feng Wuhen was not reconciled, and tried hard to find a trace of life, but the middle-aged sword cultivator was not a soft-hearted person, and his sword was sharp, forcing Feng Wuhen into a desperate situation.

"He's going to die!"

Dao Zhanhen frowned and said coldly.

Indeed, Feng Wuhen is already making the last resistance at this moment, but it is a pity that even if this sword cultivator is one level lower than him, his peerless sharpness can make up for it.

Furthermore, Feng Wuhen was injured before, and now he was fighting again, and the injuries broke out together, and finally failed to find a glimmer of hope for survival.

"Boom!"

A sword opened the sky, and Feng Wuhen also fell under this sword!