I dress up as a villain lady and you call me the light of righteousness?

In the ancient realm, Su Zuo looked at the people blocking the way in front of the palace gate. The immortal monks were well-trained, and the lowest level of cultivation was the spirit transformation realm. The one who made her unable to see through the depth of their cultivation level was probably the out-of-body realm.

"The people from the Yue clan are also here, and there is some trouble." Yu Hongyu whispered, but the meaning in his words was not that of worry.

The speaker from the Yue clan wore a jade crown to tie his hair, wore a blue shirt and a wooden sword, had a kind face, and spoke in a very familiar tone: "I heard that you got the Xuan Dao tree. I'm very envious."

"I will envy you later." Ni Chuanyun took two steps forward and said with a faint smile, "The Immortal Palace is ahead, don't waste the opportunity."

The green-shirted sword cultivator said: "Fellow Taoist should always show some sincerity."

"Sincerity." Ni Chuanyun said casually, "I owe you a favor?"

The sword cultivator's smile meant something unclear: "If you keep your word, you will be fine."

Before Ni Chuanyun could answer, the young man suddenly shouted impatiently: "I don't agree!"

Everyone looked.

A young man in brocade clothes glanced sideways at the man in green shirt. The young man's gold robe was embroidered with dragons. He was obviously of noble status. His young face was slightly gloomy, as if he was very dissatisfied with his gentle style.

Ni Chuanyun raised his eyebrows slightly: "Who is this?"

The nonchalance in his words made the young man's expression darken. The green-shirted swordsman was humiliated but his expression remained unchanged: "The heir apparent of our clan."

Prince!

Yu Hongyu suddenly realized: "It turns out that he is Yue Tao."

Su Zuo: "How come senior brother even knows this person?"

Yu Hongyu took it for granted: "The wooden swords of the Yue Clan are quite famous in the world of gods and humans. It is rare to establish a heir, and the whole world knows about it."

"Where are you from, third brother?" Li Duanchuan complained.

Yu Hongyu glanced sideways at him: "If you know yourself and your enemy, you will never be defeated in a hundred battles. How can you fight if you don't recognize others? Are you going to keep your head down and fight with all your strength?"

Li Duanchuan was puzzled: "Are you going to risk your life to face this kid?"

The few people were communicating without letting the sound get out, but Yue Tao could guess that most people were discussing him at this time, and his eyes glanced among the Shenzong people.

The green-shirted swordsman seemed to have heard something, and narrowed his eyes and said: "A big fight will hurt the peace. Why don't we send elders to discuss the outcome with your sect. If your sect wins, our clan won't bother you anymore. If our clan wins, your sect will make friends." That’s it if you get ten Xuan Dao fruits.”

Ni Chuanyun nodded slightly: "That's okay."

At this time, Yue Tao took a few steps forward, with a bit of determination in his eyes: "I'll do it."

Several monks showed disapproval on their faces, and the sword cultivator in blue clothes was also a little embarrassed. After a while, the Yue clan didn't know what they were discussing, and the young man smiled bitterly and said: "Since the prince is on the stage, I would like to thank your noble sect for sending a peer."

Yue Tao looks young, and it is obvious that he has achieved success at an early age.

The people of the Yue clan know very well that the prince has been praised as an unparalleled talent since he was a child. However, the ancestor's evaluation also said something: "Except..."

This "except" is followed by the name of a person from the Jie Tian Realm.

Over time, it became an obsession. The Yue clan was defeated many times by people from the Jietian Realm. The ancestor's advice had the opposite effect. Yue Tao did not believe in evil at all.

Since the younger ones were required to fight, it was natural for Su Zuo to play. Now that she was in a hurry, she was professional in terms of quick wins.

Yue Tao did not use a wooden sword, but a long spear. The heavy spear made a slight explosion sound when it cut through the air.

The spiritual power suddenly gathered, and a vague vision appeared behind him, bright and scorching, and the aura was as violent as the river and sea pouring down.

The cyan gun was filled with heavy pressure, and a shot came!

Su Zuo thought of Huan Miao's spear, narrowed his eyes, pulled out the sword an inch, and the clear sword energy flashed through.

boom!

The moment the sword energy slashed the gun, Su Zuo's sword was completely unsheathed.

The sword edge drew an ordinary arc, and the sword energy passed by, flying straight towards the tip of the spear that was stabbing her.

Before the sword energy arrived, Su Zuo stabbed with his sword again, seemingly not caring about the superior distance of the spear. The sword energy was terrifying and terrifying.

Yue Tao sensed the danger, but was unable to dodge, so he could only block it with his gun.

"Sir!"

A robe sleeve suddenly appeared, and the middle-aged monk suddenly changed to Yue Tao's position. He waved his sleeve to block it, and the pressure of the out-of-body realm suddenly broke out.

Boom!

There was an explosion, and the out-of-body monk retreated a hundred feet away, looking at Su Zui in astonishment.

The path of the sword energy seemed to be torn apart, revealing traces of distortion like turbulent flow in space.

The out-of-body monk who responded to the sword did not speak. Instead, other Yue Clan monks responded: "Exalted Realm Sword Cultivator!"

Sword Lord!

Yue Tao's face was ugly. Even if he lost this battle, no one would blame him. However, he didn't even take a single move. Even if he left the field with all his beard and tail, it would be a disgrace.

Su Zuo frowned, but the opponent's tactics were decent, and she thought she could beat him.

"Are you borrowing swords to kill people?" Glancing at the frightened eyes of the immortal monks, Su Zuo felt that he had been tricked. If she had drawn the sword faster, the prince would have been dead. Before the senior brother came on stage, he hinted to her not to kill directly, but she didn't expect that the other party was so weak.

Ni Chuanyun looked at them with a half-smile but not a smile: "It's not easy for my junior sister to teach fellow Taoist disciples a lesson, but are you satisfied?"

"I admire you." The young man in green shirt smiled and stretched his hand towards the palace door, "Please, fellow Taoist."

Several people rushed into the palace gate.

But the people of the Yue clan did not go in immediately.

The swordsman in green shirt looked at the out-of-body monk who had received Su Zuo's sword. The monk's tone trembled slightly, and he finally removed his disguise, revealing the bone-deep scar on his right arm: "It's... the Taoist realm!"

Sword Master is divided into Mortal Master Realm, True Master Realm, Dao Master Realm and Supreme Master Realm. At such a young age, Dao Master Realm means that no one will believe that he cannot become a Sword Master.

In the world of gods and humans, they are all monsters at the level of the disciples of immortals!

Yue Tao's breathing was up and down, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes dimmed.

"Are you just admitting defeat?" The sword cultivator in green shirt quipped condescendingly.

Yue Tao gritted his teeth and said, "No."

The sword cultivator in green shirt kicked him when he heard this and said angrily: "Stay stubborn! I'm trying to teach you a lesson with favors, right?"

"How do you want to beat a Taoist realm swordsman? Hit him with his head?"

"This is the youngest one. Who do you want to fight the older ones? Go to the fairyland to invite the immortals!"

Yue Tao: "They don't dare to kill me!"

The green-shirted swordsman raised the wooden sword in anger: "In this case, I will clean up the door today."

Yue Tao quickly said: "I'm convinced!"

Yue clan monk: "..."

While the Yue clan was teaching the prince a lesson, people had been arriving intermittently in the Immortal Palace.

The false Taoism in the distance cannot be hidden from the eyes of all forces, but the big forces have no intention of exposing it.

It is also good for others to be held back.

Stepping into the majestic fairy palace, Ni Chuanyun said regretfully: "If the third child had broken through his body, it wouldn't have taken so long."

"..." Yu Hongyu was silent for a few breaths, his smile filled with a hint of collapse, "I'm still young and not as radical as you."

Ni Chuanyun glanced at him with a normal expression: "I remember that Master Jiang has an ancient remnant formation in his hand. Master plans to trade it for you after you break through."

Yu Hongyu looked at him, his stagnant eyes suddenly filled with a sense of belief: "Seriously?"

Ni Chuanyun nodded.

Yu Hongyu smiled and said: "Hurry up and find your things and go back. This is not a suitable place for a breakthrough."

Ni Chuanyun: "..."

Yu Hongyu turned to look at his junior brothers and sisters: "Separately look for them and fight quickly."

Li Duanchuan's eyes were full of condemnation: "You want to kill everyone, right?"

Ni Chuanyun slowly shook his head: "Junior brother, you still don't understand."

He was originally an idler who was too lazy to practice, so he could only do other things to avoid being discovered by his master, but at that time, with his junior disciple as a foil, it was not obvious that he was too lazy.

But from the moment the junior sister rolled up several young junior brothers into transformed gods, the situation changed.

Li Duanchuan also felt that the situation was a bit serious.

Because the next one is yours.