I am the villain of destiny, control the heroine as a slave at the beginning

"Wang Teng? It's you! How did you come in? Didn't people outside see you?" Murong Bowen asked suspiciously.

The surrounding female monks also trembled when they heard Wang Teng, but quickly calmed down, after all, Murong Bowen was still here.

"Haha, how could you find me, Wang Teng, just based on the trash outside? I came here to try my luck to see if I could get the treasure, but I didn't expect to meet you. Then you are unlucky."

"Huh, Wang Teng doesn't have the remnants of your Wang family to help you here. At that time in the Shenwu Dynasty, you relied on the magic cultivator to kill the holy son of my misty holy land. Although I, Murong Bowen, are only a personal heir, I don't think I am better than you." Any of you suck."

"Oh? Well then! I want to play with you too. After all, despair is often more exciting than a quick solution. There are so many of you, you can choose to fight a war of attrition with me!"

One of the female monks who was afraid of death said: "Who doesn't know that your Wang family's spirit control technique is the best in the world, and your body is considered very powerful. , and save you from deliberately delaying time."

Many female monks with lower cultivation level coaxed and said this, and Murong Bowen also enjoyed being admired, so Murong Bowen made a fuss about it.

"Wang Teng, you are the most important wanted criminal in our Ethereal Holy Land. It would be my incompetence for Murong Bowen to let you escape today. I will capture and kill the spirit in heaven that you have anointed the Son of God today."

The puppet held up a middle finger, indicating that Murong Bowen would attack first.

"Since this is the case, I will not hide my strength anymore. I am now in the early stage of Mahayana. I think I am ranked in the top three among the new generation. Look at the trick!" Murong Bowen shook the folding fan in his hand and became A sword with a pattern, this is the folding iron fan that Murong Bowen brought with him when he went out. He mastered the six styles of Misty, and directly killed the puppet.

Xu Changfeng could see everything that happened through the puppets, but it didn't matter that there were so many puppets to play with. Xu Changfeng followed the two to meet the so-called reborn Yun Siqi.

The puppet didn't even use its spiritual power, and even its root was directly caught in the middle of the sword. Murong Bowen was also a little surprised, and pulled out the sword with all his strength, the puppet smiled and let go, Murong Bowen fell behind with the folding iron fan .

"Hey, don't you think that Murong, the proud son of the top three, personally passed it down! I think it's a fake!" The puppet also taunted

Murong Bowen stood up, patted his sleeves and said: "Hmph, I didn't expect that your body, Wang Teng, has cultivated to such an extent. It seems that I underestimated you. Just now, I just tried to test your strength with a sword. Next I won't let the water go."

The female monks behind were also comforting and booing: "Yes, Murong himself, come on!"

"My brother Bowen is just being careless. What are you proud of about the remnants of the Wang family?"

"Murong personally told you not to hide your strength, teach Wang Teng a lesson, let him kneel on the ground and lick your shoes."

Wang Teng still raised his middle finger, and showed a mocking expression towards Murong Bowen.

"Looking for death, the misty sixth form of sword rain is flying." Murong Bowen's eyes flashed blue light, his will was firm, and his spirit was shining. He picked up the folding iron fan and rushed towards Wang Teng. When he just drew the sword, Murong Bowen appeared 10 figures , and killed Wang Teng together, and each one was full of aura, not a phantom.

The puppet still stretched its waist, and then its eyes must have exuded coercion, saying that dozens of Murong Bowen were all scattered, and Wang Teng rushed directly in front of Murong Bowen's real body and grabbed his neck.

Ye Zhu in the secret realm felt the aura of the strong man, and disappeared for a while. Ye Zhu just stared at Xu Changfeng and didn't care about others. As long as Ye Zhu's plan was not blocked, it didn't matter even if a strong man entered.

"Ah! What kind of cultivation level are you! Why did you break my skills with just one look!" Murong Bowen said with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

The puppet threw Murong Bowen casually in front of a group of female monks in front of him and said, "I, Wang Teng, are fine. If you insist, I am truly the top three! You! You are not worthy of stepping on my feet."

The female monk beside him hurriedly helped Murong Bowen up and said: "Murong, are you okay! This Wang Teng just met a chance, Murong's talent is obvious to all of us, and he will definitely be better than this Wang Teng in the future."

After Murong Bowen heard it, he didn't know whether it was comforting words or belittling Murong Bowen's words in disguise, and he also pushed the woman beside him.

"Don't worry about the girl, I will use my method to save face."

Wiping the blood on the corner of his mouth, he stared angrily at the puppet and said, "Wang Teng, can you tell me what your cultivation level is? So that I can know if I lost today or not."

"Okay! It's the basic principle of us people to let you die clearly. Although the villain died because of talking too much, what does it have to do with Wang Teng? What about me? I just broke through the quasi-sage by luck!"

After hearing this, Murong Bowen's head went black, and then he sat on the ground again, choked up and said: "You, you are obviously the same age as me, why are you quasi-sage, this can't be explained by the world of cultivating immortals at all! You are the proud son of heaven, I never thought that you, Wang Teng, are the one with great luck! Hehehe!"

The puppet was also speechless, how could it be hit, this glass heart is really fragile!

The female monks around her couldn't believe it when they heard that the quasi-sages were 5 or 6 levels older than them!Who would believe this, but who knew that what was in front of him was just a puppet and not Wang Teng?

Murong Bowen also knew that he was going to die today, and then he was about to kill himself with a sword. When the puppet saw it, he immediately went to Murong Bowen and told him to fold the iron fan and blow it away. Murong Bowen didn't have destiny to commit suicide.

"Ah! Wang Teng, let me go. I know that I will die today. You might as well let me die with dignity!"

The puppet also felt bored, had enough fun, and called it a day, crushed Murong Bowen to death and picked up the folding iron fan on the ground and took it away.

A systematic voice appeared in the middle of Xu Changfeng's head

"Ding, congratulations to the host's magic puppet for beheading the green luck Murong Bowen and gaining 1000 destiny points. The host's remaining destiny points are 17200 points. The magic puppet has already taken away the folding iron fan. The system specially passed the Misty Six Forms to the host."

The rest of the female monks were also taken aback when they saw Murong Bowen being killed. No one thought that Wang Teng would actually dare to kill people in the secret realm, and they scattered and ran away, but how could they run past the quasi-sage? What about the magic puppet?The magic puppet directly beheaded the 5 female monks who ran relatively slowly, and it was also treated as a show. The rest of the female monks also ran away in other directions. This was deliberately done by the magic puppet to let them pass the news After all, the dead in the secret realm pushed Wang Teng, and no one would know that it was Xu Changfeng who moved.