I'm such a villain

Wu Chengkong was so excited that he couldn't wait to rush out of the back hall.

In order to meet the person who could change the fate of the sect faster, he used Qinggong, his body movement speed increased dramatically, and he moved to the door of the front hall in a few breaths.

Wu Chengkong saw Wang Batian and the strange man next to Wang Batian, but looking around, he never saw the little girl in the photo.

This made his face darken and he said in a deep voice:

"Ba Tian, ​​where is the body of the heavenly spirit?"

"Also, have you forgotten the sect’s rules? Who asked you to take this person up the mountain without my permission?"

Looking up at his master, Wang Batian could only helplessly smile.

Of course he had not forgotten the rules of his master, but his own life was in the hands of others, how could he care so much.

As for such a Tianling He didn't bring his body, but he brought a peerless expert.

I wonder if the master would be surprised to know that this peerless master is here to cause trouble.

At this time, Wang Batian thought faintly in his heart

"Are you going to kill a whole family just for a little girl?"

Wang Batian didn't dare to speak, and Zhao Heng's voice rang out.

"Who are you? It's not your turn as a mortal to take care of the affairs of our Tianji Sect."

Wu Chengkong glanced at Zhao Heng and said coldly:

"But you actually know about this, so stay on the mountain and don’t leave!"

This matter is a shocking secret and must not be leaked to outsiders.

But Wu Chengkong also wondered why this young man, who was obviously an ordinary person, knew about it. Thinking of this, he glanced fiercely at the man standing next to Zhao Heng. Wang Batian

"Batian, why don't you take down this kid!"

Wu Chengkong yelled angrily.

Seeing that his disciple did not take any action after hearing his order, Wu Chengkong was furious. Fortunately, at this time, the two elders also ran away from the back hall one after another. Come out.

These two white-haired children, some of whom are elderly residents with flying white hair, are wearing ancient robes, and their actions are quite fairy-like.

But they are not kind-hearted people, and their nephew Wang Batian did not move. , one of them changed his body shape without thinking and rushed towards Zhao Heng.

"Chief, this guy should be a relative of that little girl. Let's capture this guy first, and then go down the mountain and bring the little girl."

The old man who took action said as he pressed his palm on Zhao Heng's shoulder.

Just when he was about to make contact, an accident occurred.

Zhao Heng, who was no different from ordinary people, slowly raised his right hand, and At this moment, the old man felt a surge of incomparable energy emerge in the palm of his hand.

Then, without any reaction speed to avoid it, he watched helplessly as the palm was imprinted on his chest.

"innate!"

The old man spurted out a mouthful of blood, and flew backwards three-quarters faster than the speed he had just passed by. He fell to the ground with a thud, and there was no movement. His life and death were unknown.

Wang Batian saw Zhao Heng. I beat the elder until he vomited blood. I don't know how lucky I am that I didn't provoke the other party without overestimating his abilities.

Even the elder who was already half innate was beaten to death by a slap. How good can he be? Ending.

This sudden change happened only in an instant, but it also made everyone present immediately alert. The disciples who were practicing martial arts in the open area gathered around, and the disciples who were practicing weapons also took out their weapons and were ready to go. , just waiting for the leader to give the order, they would rush forward.

Although they heard the elder who flew out say something innate, these disciples did not panic because of the presence of the leader, and looked at each other coldly.

"Who are you?"

Wu Chengkong's eyes had narrowed, and he had a feeling of impending disaster, but he still managed to stay calm:

"There seems to be no innate master as young as you in China."

"It doesn't matter who I am. When you get to the underworld, someone will tell you."

Zhao Heng shook his head, murderous intent blooming.

At this moment, it was like a breeze blowing, making everyone present feel a chill.

In London a few days ago, Zhao Heng massacred two races, although they were not human beings. , but it is also a living life, this condensed killing intent.

It made Wu Chengkong and others tremble violently. As for the other disciples, some were even so frightened that they could not take out their weapons and fell to the ground.

Wang Batian beside him My legs were trembling and I was sweating all over.

"How many people did he kill?"

Wang Batian, I thought to myself.

As a slightly powerful person in Kyoto, he was lucky enough to see an old general when he was furious. His murderous intent was like a huge wave, as if he could see corpses scattered all over the field, which was immersive..

But that was during the war years. As long as someone survived, no one's hands were stained with blood. But now, Zhao Heng was born in a peaceful era._Fei

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