I’m Really a Villain

Xu Qingshan interrupted the argument between the two, and said flatly: "You don't need to argue, everyone in the Yin Yang Sect will perish today."

"Why? This matter has nothing to do with Yin Yang Sect," Wu Shaoqing said hastily.

"If I kill you, the entire Yin-Yang sect will hate me," Xu Qingshan said lightly, "Maybe they are still too weak to have any ideas.

But no one can say for sure, if one day they become stronger, what we do today may not be without grudges.

Don't be silly, the moment we arrived, Yin Yang Sect was already doomed to be destroyed.

We won't make a move easily, but if we do, we will kill them all and leave no threat behind. "

Hearing Xu Qingshan's words, the second elder of the Yin Yang Sect roared angrily: "If you really want to kill everyone, we won't be easy to mess with.

Even if I die, I will pull a few backs, you can give it a try. "

Wu Shaoqing stared at Xu Qingshan for a long time, took a deep breath, and said firmly, "Open the ancestor's coffin."

As Wu Shaoqing's words fell, six dust and blood coffins were quickly carried out.

And the people from Zhenwu Shengzong didn't stop them, they just watched the ancestral coffin being slowly opened.

There are more than a dozen light-sacred vein-level powerhouses in the Zhenwu Sacred Sect, but there are only six sacred-vein-level powerhouses in the Yinyang Sect. If you don't open the ancestral coffin, there is no way to fight.

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As the five coffins of dust and blood were opened, white mist shrouded the sky, and five majestic figures flew out of the coffins.

"Look, that's old Jin Sheng, the previous suzerain of our Yin Yang sect," a disciple who had been in the sect for a long time looked at one of the old men and shouted in surprise.

"Not only the suzerain of the golden sage, but also the four ancestors of the wood sage, earth sage, fire sage, and water sage."

The disciples shouted frantically, watching the legendary patriarch appear in front of them, the excitement in their hearts was unimaginable.

At this moment, as the five coffins of dust and blood were opened, the panels of the sixth coffin of dust and blood were slowly opened.

Different from the other five black dust and blood coffins, the sixth dust and blood coffin is black and white.

When the dust and blood coffin was completely opened, everyone only heard a slight sigh.

Afterwards, an old man wearing a yin and yang robe slowly walked out of it. The old man looked as thin as a bone, and his face was full of dense and deep grooves left by the years.

But at this moment, the old man's eyes flashed brightly, his body was imposing, and he could tell that he was an extraordinary person at a glance.

"Father, I am Wu Shaoqing, the ninth patriarch of the Yin Yang Sect," Wu Shaoqing hurried forward and led all the elders to greet him.

Then she briefly explained the matter, and everyone's eyes turned to the old man in the black and white Yinyi robe, waiting for his decision.

This old man is Yin Yang Patriarch, the founder of Yin Yang Sect.

"Everyone, is there really no room for relaxation?" Patriarch Yin Yang looked at Xu Qingshan and asked flatly.

"I will never die."

"Then let's fight," the Yin-Yang Patriarch softly shouted, and Yin-Yang energy permeated his whole body.

He whispered to Wu Shaoqing: "When the battle comes, we will help you stop them, and you will leave with the man of destiny.

As long as the Man of Destiny is still there, our Yin Yang Sect will not perish. "

Wu Shaoqing was silent for a while, and finally nodded firmly.

………………

At this moment, around the Yin Yang Sect, many sects have received the news, and they are all watching in the dark.

Patriarch Yin-Yang stood at the forefront, his whole body was in a state of momentum, only to hear eight voices of "bang bang bang...", he actually opened the eight pulse doors.

Lunquan, Xuangu, and Chaoyingfeng.

Kun Hai, Phantom Blood, and Mu Huan Song.

When you are short, bear the darkness...

At the moment when the eight channels opened at the same time, the powerful aura belonging to the divine veins raged against Hengyu. He held the Yin-Yang sword and pointed the sword at everyone in the Zhenwu Sacred Sect.

Behind the Yin-Yang Patriarch, a Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagram emerged.

This is his true destiny. When the Taiji Diagram appeared, the entire sky was reflected in black and white.

Some people who hid in the dark and watched the battle said in surprise: "The Yin-Yang Patriarch has already reached the Divine Pulse Realm."

"What's so surprising about this," someone replied indifferently: "Many times ago, the Yin-Yang Patriarch was also an existence who fought for the destiny, and the divine pulse state is normal."

When the momentum of the Yin-Yang Patriarch swept across the entire sky, snowflakes suddenly fell from the sky.

Pieces of white snowflakes were scattered between the sky and the earth, and the appearance of these snowflakes were all in the shape of long swords.

A bleak and icy atmosphere covered the entire sky.

A shadow came from the void, and he came with a sword.

His hair is loose,

He was dressed in white,

He is as cold and arrogant as snow.

What's even more frightening is that this phantom also opened eight veins. Every time he took a step, the Xiao Sha in the air became more intense.

Mei Aohan came from the wind and snow, he slashed out with a sword, thousands of miles of snow fell to the ground, and boundless ice covered the sky with endless rays of light.

The Yin-Yang Patriarch also raised his sword to meet him. On his Yin-Yang Sword, the black and white yin and yang qi divided the sky, turning the sky into black and white halves.

The two swords collided, endless storms surged around, all the space was split into pieces, and a huge vortex appeared between the two swords.

Seeing the two of them retreating a few steps at the same time, Patriarch Yin Yang looked solemn, shook his head and sighed: "I am old, there are talented people from generation to generation!"

"I can't be considered a talented person, I'm just an ordinary person who has abandoned martial arts," Mei Aohan shook his head lightly.

When he was at the peak of the Holy Vein Realm, he was ambitious and dared to challenge the first-class sects alone. In the battles with various Saint Vein Realm opponents, he honed his martial arts and understood his Dao Heart.

It's a pity that he met Xiao Zixian later, he fell into the vortex of love, gave up everything, and was determined to spend this life with him in an ordinary and contented way.

The road of martial arts is too far away, difficult and dangerous, you never know where you will end up.

And even if you reach the peak of martial arts, can you live forever in the long search?

If the people around you are no longer there, everything will be meaningless.

……………

Mei Aohan and the Yin-Yang Patriarch fought together. The battle between the two was not so gorgeous, but it was just an ordinary sword strike.

The sky and the earth collapsed, the sky fell, and the deafening roar resounded through the sky and the earth.

As if a hole was about to be punched out in the sky, the wind and clouds rolled between the sky and the earth, and countless cracks appeared in the entire sky.

On the other side, the people of Zhenwu Shengzong didn't give Yinyangzong any chance to breathe, and rushed over directly.

Dozens of strong people in the Sacred Vein Realm fought together, and because the Yin Yang Sect opened the ancestral coffin, their number in the Sacred Vein Realm could barely support them.

However, under the attack of Zhenwu Shengzong's hundred emperors, the bottom combat power of Yinyangzong is obviously insufficient.