Fantasy: The beginning became the biggest villain

"Hey, isn't this Li Dashengzi?"

As soon as Luo Sihai, the disciple in charge of opening the market, raised his head, a look of disdain immediately appeared on his face full of smiles.

Li Qiang's face was gloomy, and he said proudly: "Don't you know how to salute when you see my Son?"

Although Li Qiang failed to challenge Ditian, he still holds the title of Saint Son of the Spiritual Martial Realm.

"I've seen the Holy Son!" Luo Sihai cupped his hands perfunctorily.

The rules of the Holy Land, no one dares to provoke!
"Luo Sihai, you are too bold to disrespect the Holy Son!"

Luo Sihai was startled by a soft shout.

A female cultivator in a plain white dress with fluttering long hair and a frosty face landed in front of the two of them.

Seeing the person coming, Luo Sihai immediately saluted respectfully and shouted: "Luo Sihai has seen Shengzi Nie!"

Nie Xing glanced at Li Qiang coldly, raised his chin slightly, and said proudly, "Don't you know how to salute when you see my Son?"

While speaking, the powerful aura of the real martial arts realm directly overwhelmed him.

Immediately, Li Qiang felt a mountain pressing down, and he was about to suffocate.

Li Qiang's legs softened and he almost knelt down.

True Martial Realm Saint Son!
According to the rules of the Holy Land, a low-level holy son must salute when he sees a high-level holy son!
"Li Qiang has met Shengzi Nie!"

He gritted his teeth, his eyes were red, veins appeared on his neck, and his fists were clenched.

Humiliation today!I got it!
In the future, I, Li Qiang, will definitely pay back a hundredfold!
"Is the Holy Son who was defeated by a single move worthy of being called the Holy Son? What's there to be arrogant about?"

Nie Xing snorted coldly, and said: "He suppressed the first holy son and was not recognized by the holy soldiers, so I will suppress the three holy soldiers and all recognize the first holy son!"

"How much he bet, I follow!"

Li Qiang didn't dare to say anything, his eyes spewed fire, and his teeth gnawed loudly!
He stopped betting, turned around and left.

"Hahaha..." Luo Sihai laughed and gave Nie Xing a thumbs up: "Shengzi Nie is so handsome! So handsome!"

The frost on Nie Xing's face disappeared immediately, and two red clouds flew over his delicate face, and he said, "Brother Sihai, you are laughing at me!"

"Hahaha...No, absolutely not, how is this retreat?" Luo Sihai asked with a smile, his eyes full of doting.

"Breakthrough, look!"

Nie Xing's aura suddenly exploded, and he stopped as soon as he fired!
The pinnacle of true martial arts!
Luo Sihai gave a thumbs up and said, "Amazing! So fast!"

"This time, it's entirely thanks to the blessing of the First Son. If it weren't for the skyrocketing starlight, I estimate it will take at least a month."

"The number one holy son is really amazing! No wonder he can become the number one holy son!"

Nie Xing's eyes are full of little stars, and his face is filled with admiration.

Luo Sihai looked at her with dim eyes and sighed softly in his heart.

"Brother Sihai, don't be discouraged! Half a year later, the ancient secret realm will be opened. My master said that there may be a golden lotus of Nirvana in it. I will definitely help you find it and heal your injury."

Luo Sihai's expression darkened, and Nie Xing felt it immediately, and quickly comforted him.

"The injury of the great way, it's difficult!" Luo Sihai shook his head.

"Brother Sihai, you don't believe me?" Nie Xing pursed his lips, tears welling up in his eyes.

Luo Sihai sighed secretly, here it comes again, don't you know that I am most afraid of your move?

He looked solemn, and immediately said: "Believe it! You must believe it! Who dare not believe me, sister Nie Xing, I will slap him to death!"

puff...

Nie Xing smiled!

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded beside the ears of the two of them.

"Xing'er, come back!"

"Brother Sihai, the master is looking for me, I'm going back first, don't worry, wait for my good news!" Nie Xing smiled.

"it is good."

Looking at the back that floated away, Luo Sihai was in a complicated mood, and he was not even interested in placing a bet, so he turned and left.

At this time, Nie Xing looked back at Luo Sihai, just in time to see Luo Sihai's somewhat decadent back.

"Brother Sihai, it was all for me back then! Don't worry, when I find the Nirvana Golden Lotus and heal your injury, Master will definitely agree to us being together."

……

Shenbing Pavilion.

Di Tian walked from the first floor to the top floor step by step.

The pace is easy, just like visiting.

On the top floor, there are three holy soldiers.

One knife, one sword, one glove.

The cicada-winged streamer knife, the blade is as thin as a cicada's wing, when you swing it, you can see the light of the knife but not the knife.

The Meteorite Sword, thousands of years ago, a meteor fell from the sky. Its core is a piece of meteorite from the sky. The Tiandizong invited the most famous master craftsman at that time, and it took a hundred years to cast it.

Bloodthirsty glove, this glove is made of a strange metal, for some reason, it is born with the ability to suck blood, the more blood it sucks, the greater its power.

At the same time, it can allow the user to enter a state of rage, arouse potential, and have infinite power.

However, it has a side effect. If the mind is not strong enough to control the violent state, it is easy for people to lose their minds and only know about killing.

It is very simple to subdue the holy soldiers, just get the approval of the holy soldiers.

But this is also very difficult. The holy soldier has a spirit, and it is not easy to be recognized.

A holy soldier with spirituality, ordinary geniuses will not take care of you, it doesn't want to follow a waste.

Di Tian walked towards the sword, grabbed the hilt, and his body shook violently.

A sword intent soared into the sky, directly disintegrating the clouds in the sky.

"It's started! The Holy Son has started." Someone exclaimed.

Countless people raised their heads and looked at the soaring sword intent in the sky.

"The first holy son is so powerful, he will definitely be recognized by the holy soldiers!" A female cultivator held hands, as if praying.

"Don't worry! If the first holy son can't do it, who else can do it among the disciples of the Heavenly Emperor Sect?"

"Let's wait and see. It is absolutely no problem to be recognized by the peerless arrogance who can be accepted as a disciple by the five holy masters and defeat Li Qiang's son with one finger at the same level."

Hearing this, Li Qiang's face sank like water.

"You don't get recognized? I curse you don't get recognized!"

"You are my stepping stone, I will definitely defeat you! I will definitely trample you under my feet!"

Li Qiang roared in his heart!

Although he is the Holy Son now, he has become a joke among the Holy Son.

The Heavenly Emperor Sect has been passed down for thousands of years, the only one who defeated the Holy Son.

Shen Yufeng and the Great Elder sat opposite each other, the tea in front of them was already cold.

"I don't know if he can be recognized by the holy soldiers. I think it's too early to let him go to the spiritual realm."

Shen Yufeng felt a little regretful.

It's not because he's afraid of failure, but because he's afraid of hitting Ditian's self-confidence.

"Holy Master, don't worry! If he succeeds, it means that he is unparalleled in talent. If he fails, it is not a bad thing for him. Without setbacks, how can he grow?"

"I hope so!"

Shen Yufeng picked up the teacup and drank it down.

In fact, he was still a little worried, feeling that Ditian couldn't do it.

Because these three holy weapons are the most powerful holy weapons in the Shenbing Pavilion.

I don't know how many elders in the Tianwu realm went to try it, but they were all injured.

In the void, the top ten peak masters and many elders were all talking through sound transmission with their spiritual consciousness.

"Peak Master, do you think he can succeed?"

"It's unlikely, even if he is unparalleled in talent, but holy soldiers have spirits, and they only recognize the strong."

"Hey, I tried it last time. I only lasted for a cup of tea before I was injured. It took three months to wipe out the sword energy! The strongest holy soldier! This first holy son, How long do you think he can last?"

For half an hour, the sword intent remained the same!
For an hour, the sword intent remained the same!

For three hours, the sword intent remained the same!
six hours...

Shen Yufeng's face was heavy, and he said, "It's over, the chance of success is very small."

"Yeah, either I couldn't bear the sword intent from the beginning, or I quickly subdued the sword intent. After six hours of stalemate, there is no hope!"

The Great Elder sighed, to be able to stand deadlocked for such a long time meant that it was just a little bit close.

Sudden…

"Chong!"

The sound of the sword resounded through the heavens and the earth.

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