Our villains don't want to be stepping stones

"Om."

The sky and the earth are humming, and the splendor of the sky is shaking.

The entire hall seemed to be filled with yin and yang energy, giving rise to numerous anomalies.

The sun and the moon go up and down, and the dark yellow is upside down.

Only that tall and straight figure in white clothes was indifferent and calm, like a rock, unmoving from ancient times.

The bright golden glow began to surge, and Yang Yuan looked up indifferently, looking at the ancient imprint that covered nothingness.

At this moment, he could see that above the divine seal, the aura of yin and yang meandered into a river, pouring down with a clatter.

This power is enough to obliterate everything! !

However, his figure still did not take half a step back, and then calmly stretched out a palm in the shocking eyes of countless people.

"boom!!"

Compared with that spiritual seal, Yang Yuan's figure at this time is really insignificant.

However, for some reason, there was no trace of sarcasm or disdain on Zhongjiao's face, instead, there was a trace of complex embarrassment.

In the end, when the divine seal fell, covering the young man's figure, the infinite spiritual light illuminated the world, dazzling extremely.

Around the main hall, four powerful experts from the holy realm suddenly shot together, transformed the spiritual power into a cage, and suppressed all the splendor of the spiritual splendor.

Everything is silent! ! !

At this time, everyone looked nervously at the direction of the center of the hall, wanting to know how the battle would end.

Of course, no matter what, today Yang Yuan has already shocked the world and become famous.

"My lord thinks, who will win this battle?"

Hua Mingxi walked to Ling Xiao's side, and smiled softly.

Just a moment ago, she was indeed intimidated by Yang Yuan's combat power, but... even if his physical body was against the sky, he might not be a match for the young master.

After all, Young Master is the one who has severely injured the Heavenly Demon, the only one in the world!

The only thing she was worried about was that Ling Xiao would not make a move!

"It should be the young man in white."

Ling Xiao smiled softly, without any surprise on his face.

"Well, Ming Xi thinks the same way, my human race really has a lot of monsters, and it has the potential to prosper."

Hua Mingxi held up the wine cup in her jade hand, and personally filled the glass for Ling Xiao.

"Of course, no matter how many evildoers are born, in Ming Xi's eyes, none of them can compare with the young master. The good character of the young master is the opportunity for the rise of our human race."

"Young Master Hua is overrated. Ling's talent is mediocre, but because of his enthusiasm and ignorance, he has gained some false fame."

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, and there was an inexplicable vicissitudes on his face, "Hey, under the fame, it's actually hard to bear."

"Young Master is so humble and gentle! But...Mingxi heard that you are unparalleled in swordsmanship and has the appearance of a sword fairy. From Ming Xi's point of view, only you are worthy of this three thousand shackles."

"Hehe, I have a sword, which is inherited from the Ye clan. In my opinion, a sword is a companion, and one handle is enough."

Ling Xiao shook his head, unmoved at all.

That's right, he is determined to win this three thousand must.

But Hua Mingxi's careful thinking, how could he not see it?

Excalibur, I want it, but I'm sorry, I can't give you favors.

On the contrary, since you want to give the sword, I have to be grateful for it, not because I owe it!

"This... son, you are loyal!!"

Hua Mingxi exclaimed, but there was a flicker of panic in her eyes.

This divine sword is an extremely precious heritage in her hand.

If you can't exchange it for Ling Xiao's favor, then you will lose everything in the true sense.

Suddenly, Hua Mingxi panicked, but there was no trace of emotion on his face.

"However, since that little junior brother of yours was able to walk out of Futuyuan, he must have a unique skill, which is very exciting."

Ling Xiao said something casually, seemingly inadvertently, but directed Hua Mingxi's thoughts to Zhang Jiuji.

At this time, he has already fully understood the plan of the young master of the Hua clan.

In other words, no matter who you are, if you can't achieve your goal, you probably won't be willing to give this kind of fetish to others.

Therefore, now Hua Mingxi's only support in this palace is Zhang Jiuji.

As long as her little junior brother has the ability to overwhelm all heroes and regain this sword, it will not be considered a loss for her.

Moreover, in Ling Xiao's view, apart from him, Yao Guang, and Xuanyuan Weiyang, the only one who can defeat Yang Yuan in the field is the Son of Destiny.

When two leeks collide, the sparks must be quite brilliant.

Yang Yuan still has unfinished missions, so he can't bear the devil's name at this time.

And once Zhang Jiuji is caught in this situation, Ling Xiao will destroy him forever, and there will be no future for him.

Senior sister, fortune, reputation and life are all lost, tsk tsk, what a miserable man.

"This...hehe, young master, not only you, but Mingxi is also very curious in his heart."

Hua Mingxi's eyes narrowed slightly, and she smiled suddenly.

Chapter 1173, Eastern Thaumaturgy

Just now entering the palace, Hua Mingxi already had a good impression on Ling Xiao.

However, Zhang Jiuji concealed his whereabouts and boasted nonsense, which made the young master feel resentful.

It is reasonable for the young master to be curious about his combat power.

Now that she took the initiative to take out three thousand, she must never take it back in public.

Since Ling Xiao doesn't want it, maybe he can take the sword back with the help of his junior brother.

although! !

Zhang Jiuji's current realm is only at the fifth rank of the Venerable Realm, but since he has followed his master for more than two hundred years, he must have some cards to save his life.

Of course, for Hua Mingxi at this time, besides Zhang Jiuji, it seems that there is no other better choice.

And looking at Hua Mingxi who turned around and walked to the side, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth, he gently twisted the jade cup with his palm, and the depths of his eyes were full of gloom.

"Young Master, what are you thinking! These three thousand moments are a fetish, how can you not take them away! No, if you don't take them away, I will take them for you!"

Hearing what Ling Xiao and Hua Mingxi said just now, Xuanyuan Weiyang's little face suddenly showed a hint of anxiety.

"You are not allowed to take it."

But Ling Xiao just said indifferently, and completely extinguished the fighting spirit on Xuanyuan Weiyang's pretty face.

joke! !

Whether it is Xuanyuan Weiyang or Yaoguang, their luck is at its peak. Once the two of them intervene, Zhang Jiuji may not be able to win with just one Zhang Jiuji.

"Son..."

Xuanyuan Weiyang raised her head slightly, pouted her mouth, obviously she didn't quite understand why Ling Xiao rejected this good fortune.

"thump!"

At this moment, a low and muffled sound suddenly came from the hall.

Then! !

Everyone was dumbfounded to see that Xiang Kun, who had always been arrogant and domineering, was thrown out of the sky like a dead dog.

At this time, his two arms had already been completely broken, and even the bones in them seemed to be crushed by a huge force, looking extremely miserable.

"This…"

The Tianjiao were stunned for a moment, their eyes suddenly widened, obviously they never expected that Xiang Kun would lose so badly.

"I have no father and no mother, so you can't destroy my clan, but if anyone dares to attack my junior sister, this... will be the end."

Just when everyone was horrified, they saw a figure in white walking out of the spirit light slowly, his eyes swept over everyone.

At this time, there was no trace of arrogance on his face, but inexplicably, he gave people a kind of dominance of the nine heavens.

"you…"

Xiang Kun clenched his teeth, his face pale.

But as soon as he saw the young man's eyes, he felt an extremely bitter chill rising from the soles of his feet.

"Who else?"

Yang Yuan raised his head, glanced at the direction outside the hall, and when he saw the surprise in Xia Zhimeng's eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

That's what it feels like! !

This feeling of attracting attention and slapping Qing Cang's top talent in the face is really... unstoppable!

I want to pretend! !I want to keep pretending! !

take off! !Wuhu! !

The whole hall was silent.

Especially when they saw Xiang Kun's lonely figure and the fear on his face, those ancient arrogances who wanted to teach Yang Yuan a lesson all hesitated and remained silent.

"I'm here to fight you."

Beside Hua Mingxi, Zhang Jiuji suddenly opened his mouth and let out a soft drink.

Just now the Second Senior Sister has sent a sound transmission from her soul, telling him to try her best to fight for the three thousand shackles, and he can't shirk it due to emotion and reason.

This time out of the Demon Realm, Zhang Jiuji originally wanted to become famous Qing Cang, so that he could return to the clan logically and inherit the position of Sirius Young Master.

Now, Qing Cang Tianjiao gathers here, if he is able to overwhelm the crowd, he will surely have unlimited glory.

This young man in white is indeed very strong, especially the golden glow on his body, which makes him feel invincible.

But Zhang Jiuji not only possessed the Holy Physique of Good Fortune, but also practiced Tianyuan Immortal Kungfu, so even if he didn't use the Nine Suns Buddha Sword and the Buddha Domain, it would not be difficult to defeat him.

It seems that it is a happy moment of pretense.

Fifth Senior Sister has been missing for half a month, and during this half month, Zhang Jiuji's mood can be said to be extremely disturbed.

Now, he needs a hearty battle to release the depression in his heart.

"Ok?"

In front of the main hall, Yang Yuan frowned slightly. It felt very uncomfortable to pretend to be forcibly interrupted.

"Next...Jijiu, I want to ask my brother for advice."

Zhang Jiuji bowed slightly, with a gentle attitude.

But at this time, there were bursts of mocking voices in the hall again.

"Is this boy in sackcloth out of his mind? Does he think he is better than Xiang Kun?"

"I guess it's because I'm itching to see other people pretending to be compared, and I want to try it."

"Hehe, I really hope he can win, so that I can make him understand later that the flower fairy is not something he, a mountain dog, can get his hands on."

See, this is an ordinary trick, as long as you hide in the crowd, the Heavenly King and I will not pay attention.

I will ridicule whoever is the Son of Destiny, otherwise there will be a reversal and a slap in the face.

what?

Both are children of destiny, so of course whoever has the most luck, the way of heaven will help me make a choice, tell me who to ridicule, and I will slap in the face later!

"My punch is very hard. Once you punch it, you will cry for a long time."

"Really? Then I need to ask for advice."

In the hall, two figures stood facing each other, with the same resolute face and the same tall and straight figure.

Of course, there is the same plainness.