Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"Ling Xiao!! One day..."

impossible! !

Without the slightest hesitation, Chu Tiancheng spat out a mouthful of blood several feet away.

Until Ling Xiao's figure appeared outside the Heavenly Palace, a figure in white clothes immediately greeted her.

The swordsman, going forward, cuts through cause and effect.

"Destiny casting value: 2%."

Evil Swordsmanship! !

"See the Lord."

Disputes are over, and grudges are gone.

His body is the primordial demon, with nine turns, immortal and immortal.

I... gan?

Moreover, under this sword manual, there is a line of small characters, Heart Flower Publishing House! !

Chu Tiancheng took a deep breath, his eyes were clear, and he seemed to have come out of the slump of defeat.

The determination on Chu Tiancheng's face did not dissipate, and instead he became sluggish.

Or, you only understood the superficial layer of the meaning of the sword, but Young Master Ling Xiao saw through the true meaning of repairing the sword?

"Puchi!!"

Sure enough?

It's like gossip between two old friends, not mixed with hostility.

"Oh."

From the moment Ning'er appeared, he knew that this little girl's template was bound to be extremely tyrannical.

Fresh blood and brains shot all over the place, and Chu Tiancheng didn't understand after all, how could the old Daoist he feared become Ling Xiao?

But today, she looks a little different.

It was the wind chimes that seemed to love this little girl very much.

Ling Xiao, in the next ten years, there will be legends of you and me in Xijiang!

"Om."

"It's because I have concerns in my heart and I miss women, so I lost."

Otherwise, you think, why am I lying on the ground and chatting with people like a dead dog?

Seeing that this ratio was going to be established again, Ling Xiao hurriedly waved his hand to interrupt.

Ling Xiao smiled lightly, raised his foot and stepped on Chu Tiancheng's raised head.

Chu Tiancheng stuck out his tongue tremblingly and opened the first page of the sword manual. In the next instant, there was no trace of blood on his face.

But the 20,000 Blood Guards who have cultivated the Thunder Body have joined forces for a while, and the thought of such might makes one feel numb to the scalp.

"You can watch your practice today."

Han Qingqiu's eyes were gentle, and he explained softly.

Ling Xiao suddenly grinned, took out an ancient blue book from his arms, and threw it in front of Chutiancheng.

After all, who is a character like Qingmei, which is not the existence of the Son of Destiny throughout his life.

I hold a cup of turbid wine, offering sacrifices to your death and reminiscing about your past.

"Without a woman in your heart, it is natural to draw a sword?"

"Um?"

Ling Xiao was not surprised by this.

"Second sentence?"

"Wait! Cheng'er... You know, why did you lose today?"

Chu Tiancheng took a deep breath. Although his tone was a bit lonely, it was full of sincerity.

After the words fell, Ling Xiao's consciousness dispersed, and the body that had just obtained the Holy Thunder God was imprinted in everyone's mind.

At this time, all his bones were broken, and he couldn't stand up at all.

"The dead don't need to know much."

Under him, 20,000 blood guards opened their eyes at the same time and bowed towards the void.

"Push."

With Han Qingqiu's character, it is difficult to say three words in a row on weekdays.

Since Ling Xiao said that he would not kill him, then the latter's character will not break his promise.

"Di, the fate of the Son of Destiny has been lost, and now you can get extra rewards for killing."

And with the old swordsman's guidance, Chu Tiancheng believed that he would still stand on the top of the sky and have a... battle with Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, but Chu Tiancheng's expression instantly froze.

A qualified villain must not be the kind of trick that only pretends to be forceful and is the pinnacle of appearance.

The title of Cheng'er has always only been called by the old swordsman.

Thunder Dao is the most original thunder power in the world.

This is what is called... love and kill each other.

Such an intimate title may be the beginning of his respect for me.

Do you... do you know anything about knives?

How could he have this technique?

"Holding my sister in my arms can double the damage."

he sees it! ! ! On the ancient book that Ling Xiao casually threw on the ground, there were four big characters written on it! !

At this time, Ling Xiao was already looking forward to what kind of waves the Holy State would make when the Blood Guard was born.

Then, with a sudden wave of his palm, a hundred-zhang Lei Ri burst out of the sky in an instant, hanging above everyone's heads.

It must be so! !

Old knife! ! !

Today's Han Qingqiu, although the pretty face is still a little cold, but there is a faint smile in those eyes.

At this point, he couldn't figure out whether he was in awe of Ling Xiao or hated him.

"Holy Thunder God Body?"

"Ning'er seems to be comprehending Dao, Feng Chi said that it would take a long time to take her away."

So this body training method is not very useful to him.

how is this possible?

Ling Xiao raised his brows lightly and shook his head suddenly, "Then do you know what the second half of this sentence is?"

So, my root was chopped in vain? !

Otherwise, why would I lose to him repeatedly? It turns out that my cultivation direction was wrong! !

"Cheng...Cheng'er?!"

"Thank you Lord."

"I have a practice here that you can all practice."

"Young master, I understand, that's why I lost."

"Hey, the Son of Destiny has resentment in his chest and resentment in his heart. Congratulations to the Host for 300 points of looting luck and 3000 points for the villain."

If you want to practice this skill, you must first go to the palace.

Observing this day and comprehending the power of thunder will be of great benefit to this ancient practice.

North of the domain, Ling Xiao appeared out of thin air.

"Did, the Son of Destiny is determined to live and die, congratulations to the Host for 200 points of looting luck and 2000 points for the villain."

For a moment, Chu Tiancheng only felt resentment in his heart, and a mouthful of blood spurted out instantly.

"Ancient Body Refinement Method: Holy Thunder God Body."

Chutiancheng sighed and his eyes were sad.

"Well! How is Ning'er?"

Chutiancheng looked up blankly and looked up at Ling Xiao.

Why is what you said completely different from what Young Master Ling Xiao said?

Among them, Lei Yi is vast, and Kamui is unparalleled, shining a hundred miles.

"Son."

"Dip, congratulations to the Host for successfully killing the Son of Destiny and getting the reward: The Way of the Sword (comprehension)."

Just because he is useless, doesn't mean others are useless.

Can…

"No, no, Cheng'er, you are wrong again. The reason you really lost is because the exercises you practiced were taught to you by me."

Ling Xiao looked into the distance, but before he looked at the Heavenly Palace, he saw that Ning'er had already disappeared, and a worry suddenly appeared on his brows.

Ling Xiao raised his brows lightly, and disappeared in the hall in a flash.

at this time! !

There is an inner taste.

Suddenly, Chu Tiancheng's expression froze, and an inexplicable blush appeared on his face.

The meaning of this sentence is that if you have a sister in your heart, can the sword intent be more domineering?

It's the kind of...accompanying the protagonist to grow up, being both an enemy and a friend, entangled to the end... an inevitable battle.

He raised his head and looked at Ling Xiao in confusion and pain, "So...you're an old swordsman?! But...why...why did you make me, but you want to destroy me?"

Yes!

But now, listening to his words, Chu Tiancheng seemed to have a deeper understanding of the way of the sword.

"Young master... everything is settled?"

That's right, he killed Yuan Yao and beheaded the love in his heart.

Although I lost, I clearly have the qualifications to be the enemy of Young Master Ling Xiao.

With the strength of these 20,000 Blood Guards, even though the Holy State is not top notch, it does not have any outstanding talent.