Why am I a villain and still have my own jokes?

what happened?

Wasn't he discussing a new experiment with other people in the dungeon, but he met that guy named "Yao Lin" who was ganging up to attack him?

Among them, the most powerful person is in the second level of Puxiang, and the weakest one is also in the cave.

Seven against one, isn't it easy to fight a young boy who entered the Temple of the God King because of his good luck playing with snakes?

But... something seems wrong?

Yu Zhiqing, who fell on the ground, was confused and only recalled some vague episodes just now.

The colorful world is filled with silver-purple light.

The fist that charged forward was backwards.

The heavy body floats lightly in the air.

The blood flowing through the heart is gushing out.

Boom!

Finally, he hit the ground hard, making a not-so-deep crater.

But it doesn't hurt.The power of thunder and lightning has paralyzed his nerves and eroded his senses.

boom--!

He saw a figure pounced on the intruder and flew upside down with electricity all over his body.

The familiar scene seemed to have finally stimulated his memory, reminding him why he fell to the ground in such a state of embarrassment.

Just now, although they didn't use all their strength, seven of them shot at the same time.

But the guy named "Yao Lin" not only didn't dodge, but leaned forward, dexterously avoided his fist, and swung an attack.

Only one sword was used!

Suddenly, Yu Zhiqing's face turned pale, and his facial features twisted into a ball in pain.

After the effect of lightning disappeared, the intense burning sensation in the fragile veins instantly engulfed him!

"Ahhhhh!!!"

He clutched his chest and let out a low growl of pain.

"It's impossible! You are clearly the 'Snake Spirit Messenger', how could you have such an exquisite sword technique? Who are you!"

That was the voice of Qiu Ming from the second floor of Puxiang.It seemed that although they underestimated the enemy, their strongest fighting strength was not damaged.

But Yu Zhiqing did not breathe a sigh of relief.

Because he can completely hear the trace of real panic and fear in Qiu Ming's tone.

why?

Even if this "Yaolin" is really a genius and achieves the state of rawness in his twenties, the state will never surpass Yu Zhiqing.

Otherwise, when they met each other just now, Qiu Ming would be able to see the state of the other party, pretend not to know what Yao Lin was talking about, deal with the other party, and then take the opportunity to notify other people to come to the rescue.

Unless...unless this Yao Lin is a direct disciple of the great master of the Gao family, or a casual cultivator genius who has had an adventure and a great opportunity, with a solid foundation and profound skills.Ordinary practitioners of the same level can only be beaten all over the ground by them.

But their Shenwang Temple has clearly checked that the Yao family is just a small tribe that has declined, and the person who saved the "Han Hanlin" in the Liuchuan forest area three years ago was just a hole in the fire...

"Humph……"

Ling Yao didn't care about the shock and fear of these people, so he snorted shortly.

He flipped a sword flower in his hand, fending off several throwing knives that intended to attack him sneakily; then he tapped his toes on the ground, and turned around flexibly, just in time to avoid the hook thrown by another priest.

The copper thorn in Qiu Ming's hand was finally full of blood, emitting a black-red light.

Seeing other people's attacks in turn, Ling Yao still handled it with ease, and had already knocked down three people including Yu Zhiqing.

He knew that Yao Lin was definitely not what they thought before, he was a kid who "made his fortune on snakes".

To deal with this kind of person, it is very difficult to let him show his flaws in the fight.Only by finding a way to entangle the opponent, and then attacking the opponent with enough strength, can you give him a fatal blow!

"watch out!"

Qiu Ming picked up the copper thorn with the strange spirit pattern, pinched Ling Yao's breathing opportunity, and rushed towards Ling Yao.

Ling Yao squinted his eyes, raised his hand and swung the Chengying sword horizontally, just in time to support the copper thorn that was falling straight down.

The bloody and devouring aura on the copper thorn rushed towards his face, corroding the thunder on the sword, and constantly trying to erode his mind.

The priests on the second floor of Puxiang are indeed much more powerful than the miscellaneous soldiers encountered on the road just now.

Whether it's strength or scheming...

Ling Yao twitched the corner of his mouth invisibly.

I'm afraid that some people think they are smart, but they will be mistaken by their cleverness...

The Lei Lingli on the Chengying Sword suddenly became more ferocious, counterattacking at Qiu Ming, as if to suppress the bloody evil aura.

However, Qiu Ming's expression remained the same, and the tricks in his hands were constantly changing, which meant to entangle Ling Yao and fight him to death.

And those priests who got up from the ground also picked up their weapons at this moment and continued to attack Ling Yao.

Ling Yao had no choice but to concentrate a bit, to control the automatic transformation of the spiritual patterns, and to block these disturbances with the spiritual pattern talismans that had been set up earlier.

And this distraction immediately made Qiu Ming catch a "weakness".

"Blood Front!"

Qiu Ming turned the pointed end of the copper thorn, slashed out with the side blade, and the barbed edge scraped towards Ling Yao's face.

Ling Yao also immediately turned the Chengying Sword over, and the spine of the sword was stuck on the thorn hook, intending to block the advance of the copper thorn.

However, before he could make the next move, a straight knife suddenly pierced his back, piercing his abdominal cavity!

Seeing this, Qiu Ming's eyes suddenly lit up with joy, and he tried his best to hold the copper thorn, trying to bounce off the weakened Chengying sword, and then stab the chest of the person in front of him!

However, at the moment when the copper thorn was about to smash the sword spine away, Qiu Ming felt something strange.

wrong.

The power fed back to him by the copper spikes was wrong.

Even if Ling Yao can't use his strength at the moment, the Yingying Sword itself still carries weight.No matter how easy it is, he still needs to spend some effort to hit Fei Chengying Sword.

However, the copper thorn that was stabbing forward at this moment seemed to be stuck in a cloud of fog, without any hindrance.

"Ah……"

Suddenly, he heard a sneer from behind him.

who? !

However, something worse happened.Not only the Shadow Bearing Sword was like mist, but even the "Yao Lin" who was clearly standing in front of him dissipated like a phantom after hitting the copper thorn.

This caused Qiu Ming, who was attacking with all his strength, to lose his balance for a moment, and he couldn't control himself and threw himself forward.

And the sneak attacker who stabbed "Yao Lin" through the abdomen with a straight knife just now - Shan Hongfeng who had been hiding in the dark just now also showed a surprised expression.

They were not idle people, they were just dumbfounded, and they soon understood.This is a phantom!

Once they understood this point, they adjusted their mentality and battle thinking in an instant, only wanting to change their tactics and fight again.

But the knives they have stabbed, the stabs they have swung, the steps they have taken, and their moving figures cannot keep up with the thousands of thoughts in their hearts in time.

And Ling Yao wanted to seize this fleeting moment!

In the moment when Qiu Ming lost his balance and hadn't adjusted, Ling Yao, who had teleported behind Qiu Ming, stepped on his back and stepped on his whole body smoothly.

Then he turned the edge of the Yingying sword, and slashed out in a mountain style, which fell right on Shan Hongfeng's neck.

click!

It was the sound of bone cracking when the spine and the blade collided.

The blood gushing out of the arteries poured over Ling Yao's body and face like a fountain, and then fell backwards with his fallen body.

Shan Hongfeng still had an expression of astonishment on his face, but his head flew out to the side following the slash of Chengying Sword, and hit the wall beside him, becoming bloody.

Obviously, in this blow, Ling Yao used all his strength to vent his long-standing anger.

"It's cheaper for you."

Ling Yao wiped the blood on his face indiscriminately, and said through gritted teeth.

And Qiu Ming, who was trampled under his feet, only reacted at this moment.

Seeing Shan Hongfeng's tragic death and the tricks Ling Yao used, he immediately struggled harder:

"Shadow Shift! It's Shadow Shift and Yueyao swordsmanship! You are a direct disciple of Changling Sword Sect! You are not from Rukawa at all!!

"You are a spy who sneaked into the Temple of the King of God! Intruder! The Temple of the King of God will not let you go!!"

"I never said I was from Rukawa."

Ling Yao bent down, slapped Qiu Ming on the back of the head, and forced his head to the ground.

Looking at Qiu Ming's twisted and extremely ferocious facial features, Ling Yao raised the bloody Yingying Sword and pointed it at his back:

"But...look at you. You are all from Rukawa. Unfortunately, you are not human."

After saying that, Cheng Yingjian stabs down suddenly, breaks through Qiu Ming's defense, and pierces his heart.

Qiu Ming's body twitched for a moment, and finally calmed down in the painful convulsions, and he lost his breath.

After Qiu Ming died, Yu Zhiqing heard the cries and wailing of several other priests one after another, and lost his vitality one after another.

Then...the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

pat.pat.

In the dead silence, he heard the movement of blood dripping, and the sound of the soles of his feet on the pool of blood.

Getting closer.

Yes, just listen.He was lying on the ground, too painful to look at anything.

But at this moment, the instinct of survival overwhelms everything, whether it is pain or dignity:

"Let me go... Please, let me go! I was forced! I was dragged here by them! Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

"them……"

Ling Yao suddenly said,

"They begged you in the same way. How did you answer them then?"

"No... I don't know! I never did those things!"

Yu Zhiqing's pale speech was interrupted mercilessly by Ling Yao again:

"I saw your name. Your name is very prominent, just under the outermost bottle in the first row."

As he spoke, he patted Yu Zhiqing's neck with Chengying Sword.

Yu Zhiqing finally managed to open his eyes, saw Ling Yao's cold gaze, and shouted incoherently:

"You can't kill me! You can't kill me! After this incident, other people in Shenwang Temple will doubt your identity! You need someone to defend you! Testify for you!

"I won't tell you who you are! I hate them too! I will support you!"

"No. Don't bother you to worry about my identity being exposed, no. I have a better way."

Ling Yao seemed to be talking softly, but the strength in his hand was extremely ruthless. A sword pierced Yu Zhiqing's neck and cut his throat.

"As long as anyone who has seen me die, they will never know who I am. Isn't it?"