I emo after dressing as a villain

Zhang Junyan snorted coldly, bloodthirsty killing intent flashed in his eyes, "Whoever stands in my way will die."

The battle was on the verge of breaking out, the two swords collided, making ear-piercing noises, the two of them were merciless in their moves this time, and they fought decisively, the shadow of the sword suddenly appeared and collided with the light of the sword.

With a sound of scandium, the sword energy shook Zhang Junyan away, a cold light flashed in his eyes, he didn't expect the young man in front of him to be so strong, he retreated quickly to avoid the attack.

Seeing this, Jiang Yuliang wanted to take the opportunity to help Zhuang Tongtong. He walked around behind him, but was discovered by Zhang Junyan.

"Heh! You want to sneak attack me, you want to die!" Zhang Junyan swayed like a shadow like lightning, dodging Jiang Yuliang's sneak attack, and with a flick of his sleeve, the devilish energy rolled him up and threw him against the wall with a bang.

Jiang Yuliang was shocked and spat out a mouthful of blood with a puff. Zhang Junyan raised his sword and pointed the cold tip at him, his expression remained expressionless, only his red eyes filled with the pleasure of revenge.

"Brother Jiang!" Cheng Yan cried out in pain, and she ran over to protect him with a beam of spiritual light, not noticing that the sword was pointing at her.

"Yan'er! Get out of the way!" Jiang Yuliang shouted with a sudden change in expression.

Cheng Yan turned her head to look at the words, her face changed drastically in an instant, she couldn't move her body in horror, and could only watch helplessly as the sword got closer and closer to her.

Jiang Yuliang was startled suddenly, and wanted to stop it, but it was too late, a sword flashed across, and the sword in Zhang Junyan's hand struck Cheng Yan head-on.

Cheng Yan closed her eyes subconsciously, but there was no expected pain. She opened her eyes in doubt, and looked at Zhuang Tongtong standing in front of her in astonishment.

"Tongtong..."

A trace of paleness flashed across Zhuang Tongtong's face, his chest was in excruciating pain, and he couldn't help spitting out blood when his throat itched. He subconsciously covered his lips, his eyelashes trembled, and his breath was unsteady, but the blood still slowly fell from the corner of his mouth.

"Young master!" Zhan Fubo raised his saber to kill Zhang Junyan, but he was knocked to the ground after only two moves. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked at Zhang Junyan, who had lost his mind, standing there condescendingly holding the sword, Shouted: "Brother Zhang! Wake up!"

Hearing this, the color of Zhang Junyan's eyes changed, and there was a cold dark color, like the waves of the night sea, deep and dangerous, he clearly wanted to kill Zhan Fubo, or he wanted to kill everyone who could wake Zhang Junyan.

But today's Zhang Junyan was like Shura who had crawled out of hell, his eyes had already turned red, and his brows were full of evil spirits, ready to kill everyone present.

Suddenly, a cold voice came to his mind.

"Warning! Warning! The plot deviates from the main line! The plot deviates from the main line! The system will forcefully wake up the host!"

"Who is talking again!" Zhang Junyan threw down his sword, covered his head in pain, gritted his teeth, his face was somewhat ferocious, "Who is talking! Get out!"

Except for Zhuang Tongtong, the others didn't understand what happened to Zhang Junyan, but they still held the sword in their hands vigilantly just in case.

And Zhuang Tongtong realized that Zhang Junyan had woken up, and he relaxed his shoulders. Although he said cruel words just now, he couldn't kill Zhang Junyan. He couldn't kill Zhang Junyan cruelly.

Suddenly, Zhang Junyan, who had been shouting fiercely just now, fell silent. He half knelt on the ground with his head down, as if he was asleep.

"Young master..." Enduring the severe pain in his body, Zhan Fubo walked in front of Zhuang Tongtong. He covered the injured area with one hand, and held the saber tightly in the other, protecting him beside him.

Zhuang Tongtong reassured: "It's all right..."

"After coughing twice, with a thought, he took out a elixir from the Qiankun bag, swallowed it, and slipped it down the throat into his body.

Suddenly, a cool feeling surrounded him, the blood from the wound on his body gradually stopped, and he handed over a few pills, "Divide the pills."

"Yes……"

They paid the elixir respectively and immediately meditated to adjust their breathing. Zhan Fubo looked at the motionless Zhang Junyan worriedly, and murmured: "Brother Zhang, is it human or..."

He didn't say the last words, but it made people shudder. Could it be that Zhang Junyan was really the reincarnation of the Demon Lord hundreds of years ago...

When Zhang Junyan woke up, he felt severe pain all over his body and wanted to vomit, but he suppressed the nausea in his throat and kept silent. Cold sweat dripped from his forehead, but the pain was unbearable. He threw away the sword in his hand. , coughing dryly.

Jiang Yuliang, Cheng Yan, and Zhan Fubo were so frightened that they immediately became nervous. They were all injured now, and even if they were not injured, they would not be Zhang Junyan's opponents. Their faces were full of fear.

"You, wake up." Zhuang Tongtong's originally clear voice became very deep, with a slight trill.