I became a villain in a book. Why did the heroine turn evil first?

After being reminded by Su Yunyao, Mu Wuyi had some impression that there was indeed such a person. But was that person seeking death by himself? Could she be blamed for this?

"I remember now. He was the one who wanted to kill people and steal the treasure first. If he hadn't run fast, I would have made him die silently in the Sword Immortal Heritage. How could you help him seek revenge?"

After hearing what Mu Wuyi said, Zhou Shangqin's eyes widened in anger, and veins popped out on his hand holding the knife.

Helan Qianyan was now even more troubled, and was wailing in his heart: Sister, you really don't mind talking too much. Why do you go out of your way to provoke Zhou Shangqin?

After hearing what Mu Wuyi said, the others also understood the general course of events, but they were all one-sided and they did not believe it. Moreover, they had all heard of Mu Wuyi's name, and it would be nice if they could use Zhou Shangqin to test her strength. Therefore, except for Helan Qianyan, the others did not come forward to mediate.

"Brother Helan, if you still consider me your friend, then get out of the way now. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

Helan Qianyan is in a dilemma now. It is not right to give in, and it is not right not to give in. It is really difficult for him!

At this time, Mu Wuyi pulled Su Yunyao behind him and spoke.

"Helan Qianyan, please let him come over. Doesn't he want to avenge his brother? Then I will give him a chance."

Hearing this, Helan Qianyan was also stunned, because he stopped Zhou Shangqin, although it was mostly for his own impression points, but not because he was afraid that Zhou Shangqin would hurt her, but because he was afraid that Mu Wuyi would beat Zhou Shangqin to death.

During this journey, Helan Qianyan also understood how terrifying Mu Wuyi's strength was. He believed that he was no match for Mu Wuyi. Zhou Shangqin, who was about the same as him, naturally could not be Mu Wuyi's opponent. If the two of them fought fiercely, Zhou Shangqin would be in danger.

But Zhou Shangqin didn't care about all this. He pushed Helan Qianyan away and walked towards Mu Wuyi.

"In this battle, I will not pursue fairness. I am fighting for revenge. And the fact that you were able to easily block my sword just now shows that your strength is worthy of my serious consideration."

"If you want to do it, just do it now. Just don't keep pestering me after you lose."

Zhou Shangqin nodded, then attacked with his broadsword. Seeing this, Mu Wuyi was about to use the Jinli Sword, but gave up after a second thought. Because of Qin Wuyi's intrusion last time, she had not had time to upgrade the Jinli Sword, the Water Illusion Body, and the Yellow Sand, and now they were all just the source blood spirit treasures of the Xuanxian Realm.

Compared with the other three items, the Li Sword is made of ordinary materials, so it is hard to compete with Zhou Shangqin's broadsword. Although the Weeping Willow has good attack performance, its defense is average. Facing the strong attack of the broadsword, it is probably unable to resist.

Thinking of this, Mu Wuyi summoned the yellow sand and blocked all of Zhou Shangqin's attacks. In this environment where spiritual energy cannot be used at will, the yellow sand is simply invincible.

But blindly defending would not be enough to defeat Zhou Shangqin, so Mu Wuyi thought for a moment and remembered the use of yellow sand that he had researched when he was free.

I saw a part of yellow sand wrapped around Mu Wuyi's palm, and then Mu Wuyi used the Jade Spirit Hand, a palm technique that he had rarely used after being promoted to the Yuxian realm.

The palm technique collided with the broadsword, and what was unexpected was that the tall Zhou Shangqin was forced back hand by hand by the seemingly fragile Mu Wuyi.

Only Zhou Shangqin, who had fought with Mu Wuyi, knew that Mu Wuyi's physical strength was simply abnormal. His broadsword technique was originally biased towards physical training, but now compared with Mu Wuyi, he felt that all his physical training over the years was in vain.

Seeing that he couldn't win with just his physical body, Zhou Shangqin began to practice his skills, and the star vortex in his body spun rapidly. Unfortunately, before his spiritual energy could circulate for a full cycle, Mu Wuyi seized the opportunity and used the Breaking Void Spirit Finger to attack him.

Because the two had been fighting in close combat, Zhou Shangqin had no time to react before he was hit by the finger. Then, the dark energy in the finger raged through his meridians, and Mu Wuyi followed closely behind, and several balls of icy spiritual energy were also hit into Zhou Shangqin's main star vortex, sealing his spiritual energy in a short time.

Now that his spiritual energy was sealed and his physical body could not fight, Zhou Shangqin sighed, thrust his broadsword in front of him, and spoke.

"I lose, you can kill me or chop me up as you like."

The fight was very short, less than half an hour, but Zhou Shangqin admitted defeat unexpectedly, which also changed the way Meng Guanlu and others looked at Mu Wuyi. At this time, Helan Qianyan quickly stopped between the two and persuaded them.

"Since we've already decided who's superior and who's inferior, why not just leave it at that?"

Mu Wuyi glanced at Zhou Shangqin, a man who was quite upright, responsible and able to afford to lose, so he spoke.

"As long as he doesn't bother me again, I have no problem with that."

Zhou Shangqin also sighed, but before he could reply, Mu Wuyi heard a subtle voice entering her ears. Helan Qianyan, the peacemaker, was ready to play the role to the end, and just as he was about to speak, Mu Wuyi raised her hand to stop him.

"What's that sound? Did you hear it?"

Hearing this, the others also pricked up their ears.

"Ding", this time, Mu Wuyi heard it clearly. It was a very faint bell sound, which seemed to come from the Shura Temple.

At this time, many people, like Mu Wuyi, heard the bell. Meng Guanlu stood up and explained to Mu Wuyi.

"We have heard this bell before. It should be coming from the temple. After we came here, this bell rang every day, but it didn't contain any useful information. If you don't listen carefully, you can easily ignore it..."

However, as if to slap him in the face, as soon as Meng Guanlu finished speaking, the bells began to ring one after another, and the sound became louder and louder. When it rang for the fourth time, the blood mist in the air was even washed away by the sound waves, forming layers of ripples. As the sound waves spread, an increasingly intense pressure descended on everyone's heads.

After the eighth sound, even those with the strongest cultivation, such as Helan Qianyan and Meng Guanlu, could not withstand the pressure and knelt on one knee, barely holding on.

Seeing the people lying or kneeling around her, Mu Wuyi didn't feel any pressure from them. Standing among the crowd, Mu Wuyi was also considering whether she should also lower her body like these people, otherwise, it would be a bit conspicuous.

Just as she was about to bend down, the ninth bell rang, and with this bell ringing, the Shura blood in her body began to stir uncontrollably.