Change your destiny from becoming a villain

Deng.

As the Guqin sounded, the three major swordsmen of the Dark Alliance suddenly drew their swords, and the three blades galloped towards Wang Siyuan from different directions.

Wang Siyuan still faced the enemy with his palms, his steps were light, and the sword's edge followed his body like a shadow, fighting and retreating.The wave of the palm undulates like a boundless sea, and there is a clanging sound between the intersection of the sword and the palm, which is extremely dangerous.

On the surface, Wang Siyuan seemed to be at a disadvantage, but he not only withstood the onslaught of three masters, but also set aside part of his inner strength to resist the fluctuating sound of Changqin Wuyan, and even guarded against Ying Longshi, who was eyeing him eagerly. Compete with each other.

"Sword Tribulation · Beginning Great Desolation."

Wearing a hood, the swordsman known as Xuanhu is stroking the blade of his sword. The power of the sword is as cold and thorough as ice for thousands of years, and the edge of the sword is as stunning as a stream of light. In the blink of an eye, it was forced to Wang Siyuan's throat, intending to kill him with one blow!

"You underestimate me."

Wang Siyuan smiled contemptuously, and just waved his sleeve robe with the other hand. The energy in his body was sent out by the sleeve cannon to vibrate the void.

"Pure Yang is one gas."

The golden light radiated, and the Chunyang palm learned from Shi Yanwen appeared again, and the pure Yang Qi flew out, and hit the ghost and the corpse, the ground collapsed instantly, the atmosphere shook, and the smoke and dust scattered , A figure broke through the dust!

"Hongmeng has not opened the rain to seal the pass!"

The body is like a ghost, the sword is covered with wind and frost, the ghost floats out of the dust, and the long sword in the hand flies out like raindrops, the shadows of swords break people's hearts and souls!

"Bo Xun six days." Holding Qi in his hand, bright purple light burst out from Wang Siyuan's body, and the surge of magic energy was condensed in his hand, and he immediately released the "Phantom of Mo Luo."

The ghost sneered, and the sound of strange cries and howling wolves resounded through the sky. Mo Luo Faxiang appeared from behind Wang Siyuan, and his skeleton-like palm swept out, sweeping away the sword shadows all over the sky in the blink of an eye.

"The seven ghosts of the corpse god."

At this moment, the last swordsman known as the corpse entered the sword with luck, and rushed into the battlefield as if teleporting, the long sword in his hand shone with a simple but hard to ignore cold light.

Whoa!

The sword light is cold and harsh, but there is no distinctive character at all, and the sword moves are simple, but there is no distinctive character to speak of.

However, Pu Su's sword moves are ingenious and clumsy, the shadow of the sword is like a shadow, pressing every step of the way, the sword technique of the corpse has reached the point of nothingness, every step and the sword is close to Wang Siyuan's body, only a little bit can penetrate the flesh, making him Its seriously injured.

What surprised Wang Siyuan even more was that the sword intent contained in the blade actually gave him a tingling feeling in his soul. If he was stabbed by it, this battle would definitely be more troublesome!

"Shenguan Sijue..." Sensing the threat, Wang Siyuan resolutely pumped up his true energy and used a shocking move!

"Qi Chong Liuhe!"

The atmosphere shook and the wind blew up. Wang Siyuan retracted his palms and turned his fingers into claws. The void was distorted by the unbearable force and turned into an invisible vortex.

Its terrifying power shattered the air before it could be used, forcing the three major swordsmen to immediately mobilize their internal energy and prepare to fight together.

"Wu Yan breaks the chapter." Sensing the crisis, Wu Yan, the Changqin living in the back, took the lead in twirling the strings, only to hear the sound of the piano fluttering, and the invisible sound waves condensed in front of him, "Yulu Changqin moves the nether world!"

"Sword Tribulation..." Xuanhu murmured, pouring the energy in his body into the sword in his hand regardless of consumption, and a sense of ice came out through his body, condensing the surrounding air into countless ice crystals, "Jingmo crosses the limit!"

"The sound of the rain falling from the phantom of the heavy building."

Gui Piaoling's steps changed, and his figure transformed into countless figures, and the long swords that were hard to tell were true and false were glowing red with blood, like a rain of blood bursting into the world!

"The seven ghosts of the corpse god."

The corpse gently caressed the long sword, and the light of ghosts shone around. The ancient sword body showed its sharpness at this time. At a glance, there was a terrifying feeling of soul obliteration, which was extremely terrifying!

"what!!"

Everyone shouted in unison, the four strange moves collided with Qi Chongliuhe, and then there was only a bang, and the sky-shaking explosion shook the world!

In an instant, the wind and sand filled the air, the ground fell into a rockslide, and a mushroom cloud rose into the sky, which lasted for a long time!

However, the aftermath of the shock spread out mixed with a huge amount of true energy, knocking Changqin Wuyan and Wang Siyuan back a few steps, and at this moment...Master Ying Long made a move!

"Crash Cloud Ancient Banner!"

With a wave of his hand, the divine soldier Bengyun Ancient Banner was immediately in his hand. Master Ying Long raised his true energy and burst into the scene as a streamer of light. The long banner in his hand shook violently, which actually attracted the wind and summoned the thunder cloud!

"Ha! The heavens lament!"

With a bang, the infinite thunder light blasted out from the thunder cloud, and the long flag in Master Ying Long's hand rolled up, and the thunder light entered his hand and condensed on his palm, and then he blasted out with a palm, the thunder hell descended on the world again!

"Demon Heart Crossing the Sea!"

Wang Siyuan stepped back quickly, facing the oncoming thunder without changing his face, and the magic figure of Mo Luo appeared behind him, raising his hands and palms to sweep out!

Boom!

There was another thunderclap, and Wang Siyuan, who was in a hurry to fight, was finally defeated by Master Yinglong. For the first time, his body was repelled by him for more than ten steps, and his mouth was stained red.

"Hahahaha...as expected." Master Ying Long laughed heartily, looking at Wang Siyuan with deep joy, "Although you have an extraordinary foundation, you are invincible in the face of five people joining forces."

"You still want to rule the devil world by directly taking the head of the enemy... How young!"

"Hehe, the reason why I was forced to this level is because of Lord Shengxian's hard-working attack. You are just taking advantage, and you dare to speak nonsense here?" Wang Siyuan wiped the vermilion from the corners of his lips, and said with a light smile: "What's more, do you really think I'm out of luck?"

"Hmph, the purpose of fighting is to win, and any means are naturally allowed." Master Ying Long said coldly: "You are so brave, but there is no benefit at all. If you die, no matter how ambitious you are, you will eventually die." Just a void."

"To be honest, I'm just afraid that I will die with you, but being forced to this point just shows that I still have a lot of shortcomings. I have no choice but to let go of my last hole card."

Wang Siyuan sighed, and reluctantly released his final hole card.

It was a figure wrapped in a black robe, he suddenly appeared from Wang Siyuan's shadow like a ghost, and then stood with him.

"This... what is this?" Master Ying Long and the others were slightly taken aback, "An incarnation?"

"One person can't beat it, but I think two people can do it." Wang Siyuan's lips curled up, and he smiled wantonly. "It's an honor, lord, lord."

"You are the first to push me to this point, the only ones who can let me take out the 'stand-in', you are the only ones from the beginning to the end..."

"Come on, and watch it!"

Before the words were finished, Wang Siyuan and the stand-in disappeared together. Master Ying Long's pupils shrank, and he immediately activated his skill to cast Wild Thunder.However, Wang Siyuan smashed the thunder with his palm, and the double appeared behind Ying Longshi, and the palm hidden under the black robe glowed with pure sunlight.

"Repel evil spirits!"

A palm blasted out, Master Ying Long was caught off guard and received a palm on his back, his figure couldn't help but pause, Wang Siyuan's eyes froze in the front, he just seized this opportunity, and made a move together one after the other!

"Bo Xun six days..."

The Phantom of Mara/Magic Heart Crossing the Sea!

With four palms out, Master Ying Long didn't even have time to resist, he was hit by Wang Siyuan and his stand-in several times, and flew out backwards, Changqin Wuyan and others rushed to catch him.

"Pfft!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood, his rosy face suddenly turned extremely pale, and he looked at the substitute and Wang Siyuan with a bit of horror in his eyes.

"What the hell is this...?"