Life script: Destiny's villain, I kill the protagonist

His fingers shot out a stream of light on the natural sword embryo, the next moment.

A stream of light flew behind the second layer of green curtain.

And just when everyone began to look forward to the appearance of the second treasure.

Sudden.

From outside the main entrance of Ding Dang, there was a burst of hurried footsteps.

"Let me in, my master is Ivy Sage, I have something important to report, let me in quickly!"

Chapter 252 Want to kill me?do you have the guts

A group of distinguished guests with a lot of background all moved their eyes to look at the Ivy Sage behind the green curtain on the second floor.

This guy had already shown his big face just now, and at this time, there was such a moth who made such an unpleasant sight come out.

It is really ashamed of the dignified saint.

Ivy Old Sage felt the gathering of many eyes, and his face turned green.

He apologized again to Saint Baoxiao on the auction stage, and then grabbed the noisy person outside the main entrance into his cubicle.

……

"What did you say! Qingxuan died under the Holy Emperor's Monument?"

"Who, exactly who did it!"

After a moment of silence.

Sudden.

A roar like the roar of a dragon and a tiger came from the compartment.

The shock made Qunxiu's eardrums hurt.

But this time, no one expressed dissatisfaction.

Because, according to the ancient sage Ivy, his beloved grandson who was even willing to spend 120 million jin of origin stones to buy a sword fetus for him died in the holy imperial city.

"Who is so sacred, dare to be so bold?"

Questions arose in everyone's mind.

In their view, a saint is an invincible existence, not to mention a direct bloodline, even a little bit of relationship is not something that ordinary people can provoke.

now.

Someone actually dared to slaughter his grandson under the eyes of the saint.

This can simply be described as audacious.

"I'm afraid, there will be a bloody storm in the Holy Imperial City today!" Many monks muttered to themselves.

Thinking about whether to get out early, so as not to be hurt innocent.

And right now.

Behind the turquoise curtain, the monk who came to report tremblingly uttered a name that was both unfamiliar and familiar to everyone.

"That person...that person's name is Su Xunge!"

shuh~

a time.

Needles could be heard inside Wanbaotang.

If it was one day earlier, these people might not know which god Su Xunge is.

But the gambling fight that Taiyin Shengziyue emptied today has spread throughout the Holy Imperial City.

Now, no matter whether it is the senior saint or the casual cultivator of Qihai, they all remember this name that is tit for tat against the Son of Taiyin.

"Heir of the empress, a family of sages, a marquis of the Great Xia Dynasty!"

"The background is profound, no less than a holy son of a great sect. I am afraid that the ancient Ivy Kingdom will suffer from a dumb loss this time!"

"But I heard that this person is trapped in the imaginary world, how can he still commit murder? Could it be that he passed the wrong name?"

a time.

The tide of discussion spread throughout Wanbaotang.

"No matter who he is, if he dares to kill my grandson, I will definitely let him die!" The Ivy Old Sage gritted his teeth.

Even through the curtain, the group cultivators could feel the monstrous killing intent.

And right now.

From outside the gate of the main hall, a slightly hoarse and ghostly laugh suddenly came.

"You want me to die? Someone Su is standing here and asking you to kill him. Do you have the guts?"

The voice, like a gust of wind, swept through the buildings of Wanbaotang.

Everyone's gazes were all directed towards the outside of the main hall gate.

"Is the person here really Su Xunge, the Prince of Peace of the Great Xia Dynasty? Don't pretend!"

"This lord is really daring, his hands are stained with blood, and he dares to come before the right lord. Could it be that he is not afraid of death?"

"That is an ancient sage. He can stir up the tide of the Central Province. The Holy Land Dynasty has to give him face. If this young master is sent to the door like this, I am afraid that he will be caught in a catastrophe!"

There was an uproar in the auction hall.

Everyone is frightened by the sudden change.

First, the sage who has not been born for a long time enters the venue and participates in this auction.

Then there was another bloody case, in which the saint's grandson was massacred.

Up to now, the young Tianjiao of a great dynasty is grandiosely challenging the saint.

Is this still the Zhongzhou that they knew, waiting to be rebuilt?

"Now, there's a good show to watch~" In the compartment covered by the curtain, many people laughed and became interested in this unexpected conflict.

But there are also sages who can't wait to see the true face of the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir, and they are dissatisfied and coldly snorted.

But it doesn't matter how these people are.

The Old Sage Ivy has completely fallen into madness.

"Madman, madman!"

"You killed my grandson, and you still dare to send it to my door. Do you really think that I dare not kill you, and really think that I am afraid of the power of your Great Xia Dynasty?"

He growled hysterically.

The loud sound even overturned many furnishings in Wanbao Hall.

But people are surprised.

The Old Sage Ivy just kept roaring, venting his emotions.

But he didn't immediately use his sage cultivation to suppress and kill Su Xunge of the Great Xia Dynasty.

and this.

Everything was within Su Xunge's expectations.

Under the Tianbei, he killed a descendant of a saint.

At this moment, bringing the family members to the door again, it is naturally impossible to come here to apologize.

The purpose of his trip is also to see the miraculous Nine-Turn Golden Elixir, which is said to be able to make a monk instantly become a celestial being.

As for this Ivy Old Sage...he still doesn't take it seriously.

"Step...step~"

There was a sound of steady footsteps.

Everyone finally saw the true face of the madman who provoked the rage of the saint.

If you don't look at the temperament.

It can really be called a beautiful man with a face like a crown of jade.

But the sinister look in the corner of his eyes made everyone in the audience feel cold for a moment.

"This person must be a dude, don't provoke him at will!"

This is everyone's first impression of Su Xunge.

But what happened next shocked everyone even more.

I saw Su Xunge following closely behind.

It was Bai Jie and Gu Feng.

But these two people alone were not enough to surprise them.

What really surprised everyone was that a chain of dark divine power among Su Xun's singers was tightly enclosing three stunning beauties.

That scene was like a rich family holding his pet in the streets to show off his might.

However, the identities of these three pets made everyone's hearts jump out of their chests.

"That's... those are the three candidate saintesses of the Taiyin Holy Land, the senior sisters of the Taiyin Son, I saw them today under the Holy Emperor's Monument!"

"But why are they held by Su Xunge of the Great Xia Dynasty? Does he even dare to provoke the Holy Land of Taiyin?"

"No, I have heard that the Holy Son of Taiyin once made a bet with Su Xunge, and one of the bets was his three senior sisters. Right now, the three girls are by Su Xunge's side. Have you already won the bet?"

Similarly, although Old Sage Ivy is not forgiving.

But there was still a look of shock in his eyes.

"This kid, just walked in front of me so majestically to beg for death, could it be that there is a guardian behind him?"

He looked through the curtain, wanting to see the truth from Su Xunge's face, even if he saw the slightest fear, he could make up his mind to avenge his dead grandson.

But it's a pity.

Su Xunge showed too much confidence.

The imposing manner is domineering, with the appearance of a nostril upturned.

It simply couldn't be any more arrogant.

Not even a real saint like him was taken seriously.

Chapter 253 The magic power released outside, the saint fled

"Damn it!" On the pavilion, the Ivy Ancient Sage cursed angrily with an ugly expression.

Immediately, the curtain in front of him was torn apart abruptly, turning into a cyan fairy light and jumping out.

a time.

In the Wanbao Hall, laws overflowed in disorder, and the aura of a saint made everyone breathless.

"Is the Ivy Old Sage going to fight?" Everyone was terrified, afraid of being implicated by the aftermath of the battle.

The saints in the upper compartment stared intently at this scene, hoping that someone would lose face to the Great Xia Dynasty.

But only Saint Baoxiao on the auction stage had a gloomy look in his eyes.

This Ten Thousand Treasures Hall is his territory, and no one can commit crimes here, not even a saint.

Otherwise, if news of today's events spread, what would the world think of Wanbaotang.

When the thought flashed here, the sage Baoxiao quickly raised his lips, trying to dissuade the ancient sage Ivy.

But Ancient Sage Ivy, already stepped on the void, and walked straight in front of Su Xunge.

"Junior, how do you want to die?" He glared like a vajra pagoda, his old cheeks were flushed with blood.

With the sound of his words, the space several feet near him and Su Xunge began to collapse.

The majesty of a saint cannot be challenged.