How can I be the villain's follower

Longevity Villa, in the hall.

"Qing Liangzi, as long as you enter the top [-], I and Zhenjun Daiyue will give you generous rewards. The opponent is only a genius of the eighth-rank sect, you should be able to do it?" Wu Hao said with a smile in his majesty.

"Subordinates must win." Zhang Liang had only one sentence.

"Very good! Let's go!" Wu Hao laughed and left with everyone.

Yin Tianchou stared at Zhang Liang's back viciously, sneered, and said in his heart: "Zhang Liang, today is your death day."

Lord Zhan Long beside him was extremely anxious, and wanted to send a sound transmission reminder to Zhang Liang, but he never found a chance, and said in his heart: "The master of the sect is in danger."

Qinglong field.

"In the first match, real Qingliang, the peak of the Ninth Soul of the Heavenly Sword Sect of the Ninth Rank Sect, and the real He Jun, the peak of the Yuanying Peak of the Jinyi Zong of the Eighth Rank Sect."

With the release of information from King Qingyou's Nascent Soul Phantom, the competition officially began.

The first match was Zhang Liang's battle.

Zhang Liang, dressed in white, stood in the center of the Azure Dragon Field, with fluttering skirts, looking elegant and unrestrained, with a feather fan in his left hand shaking lightly, and a golden diamond-shaped crystal floating on his right shoulder.

On the opposite side was an ordinary-looking genius, dressed in a yellow shirt, with a resolute face, and holding a yellow magic sword. He was the real He Jun.

Zhang Liang also sent people to investigate last night. This real He Jun belonged to the kind of genius who suddenly emerged. After more than 70 years of cultivation in the sect, he was promoted to the peak of Yuanying.

However, in terms of combat strength alone, the real He Jun is far from reaching the level of being able to fight against the true king of the God of War, and he is not comparable to Zhang Liang.

This battle can be said to be sure.

Thinking of this, Zhang Liang felt a little bored, and just wanted to end this battle quickly.

At this moment, Zhan Longjun's voice transmission came anxiously: "Sect Master, be careful, your opponent is weird, it is likely to be a demon cultivator! Yin Tianchou contacted the demon cultivator last night and wanted to attack you. The demon cultivator said that he will kill you today. It is very likely that the real He Jun is the hidden demon cultivator."

"Magic cultivator? I know." Zhang Liang replied, and the look in the eyes of the real He Jun became interesting.

If it's a magic cultivator, then it's a little bit of fun.

First, let's try and test the strength of these demon cultivators.

As the main force of the catastrophe, the magic cultivator should be very powerful, right?
"I'm being polite." Zhang Liang smiled slightly, and bowed his hands to the real He Jun, which was a courtesy before the start of the battle.

"Same salute." Master He Jun saluted seriously, and then said seriously, "I have a reason to win this battle, Master Qingliang, I know you are a super genius in the Holy Sect, but I don't want to lose, so next, I will fight with all my strength. Please forgive me if I can't hold back."

Zhang Liang said with a smile: "The hero meeting should have gone all out, just let the horse come over."

"Okay!" Daoist He Jun yelled, and pinched the formula with his left hand. Behind him, the phantom of the ten-meter-high Nascent Soul appeared, and a powerful peak aura of the Nascent Soul was released, even the ground was shaking, with an astonishing momentum.

"Breaking Army swordsmanship, the first form!"

Real He Jun flew up, slashed his long sword in the air, and the aura of boundless heaven and earth condensed into a giant sword of thousands of feet, which fell from the sky like a punishment from heaven!
The audience present became excited: "It's so exciting to have such a wonderful battle at the beginning!"

Wu Hao was also surprised and said: "This real He Jun is quite good, comparable to Mr. Xuanhu."

Xuan Hujun sat aside with an embarrassed face, not daring to say a word, because he did not enter the top [-]. When he entered the top [-], he was defeated three times in a row by the geniuses of other holy sects, and he retired directly.

This is also because his luck is not good enough. His own strength should be ranked in the seventeenth or eighteenth place, but if he encounters a slight weakness, he can also enter the top twenty.But all he encountered were super geniuses of the No.1 level under the Son of God.

the other side.

Yin Tianchou sneered again and again: "Wu Hao, if your powerful general dies, will you be very sad?"

Wu Hao laughed loudly and said, "Are you kidding, Yin Tianchou, you think Zhang Liang is too weak, and you can't win against him just with the real He Jun."

Yin Tianchou smiled strangely: "Really?"

Lord Zhan Long sat aside, clenched his fists, a little nervous.

Both Jiang Meier and Lord Qilong noticed his strange behavior, and asked via voice transmission, "What's wrong?"

Lord Zhanlong didn't hide anything, and told them that real He Jun might be a demon cultivator.

"Why didn't you say it earlier! What if you killed the door?" Jiang Meier scolded angrily.

Lord Zhanlong shouted: "You think I don't want to say it? In the hall, Yin Tianchou was staring at me all the time, how dare I tell you. Besides, the sect master is dead, and the three of us have to die too. Do I want to die?"

Abandoned Dragon Lord frowned and said: "That's enough, with the strength of the sect master, even if he encounters a devil, he should not die. Let's see first, the sect master is a person of great luck, so he won't be in danger so easily."

All three of them focused their attention on the field, a little nervous.

At this moment, the battle has already started for a few minutes.

The real He Jun's swordsmanship of breaking the army is indeed very strong, constantly bursting out with terrifying attack power, smashing big holes into the hard floor of the arena.

However, the arena is blessed with formations, and after the ground is destroyed, it will recover in less than half a minute.

At this moment, Zhang Liang was using his agility to calmly dodge the attacks of the hundred-foot-long giant swords, and he was extremely chic.

Real He Jun's face turned pale, and he was already a bit stretched. He had been bursting out with all his strength since the beginning of the battle. Even if he had been taking pills to supplement his spiritual energy, his spiritual energy was not enough at this moment.

Seeing this, Zhang Liang was a little disappointed. He hadn't even started warming up, and he was already out of breath. He sent a voice transmission to Master He Jun: "Is that all? Show your true strength."

Immortal He Jun thought that Zhang Liang was humiliating him, so his face turned red with anger, and he said angrily, "This move is sure to kill, show me!"

"No. 13 style of the swordsmanship that breaks the army, breaks ten thousand enemies!"

Immortal He Jun exploded, his whole body burst into golden light, all the spiritual energy in the golden core was released, and all the spiritual power in the Nascent Soul was condensed on the spell.

He squeezed the tactic with both hands, and threw out the magic sword in his hand. The long sword was infused with violent spiritual energy and spiritual power in mid-air, and a series of golden spiritual patterns were blessed on it. Suddenly, the long sword quickly expanded to a size of a thousand feet, and turned into a huge sword with solid spiritual energy, exuding a vast and unparalleled spiritual pressure.

The lethality of this sword has reached the level of transforming gods!

Of course, it is the lowest level among Huashen, but it is also very powerful.

The whole audience shouted in amazement: "This real He Jun is not a showman. If this kind of talent enters the Ninth Rank Sacred Sect, he will probably be No.1 under the Sacred Son, right?"

"It's normal. Due to their status or various reasons, many geniuses are unable to enter the holy sect to practice, but in fact their talents are not inferior to the geniuses in the holy sect. It can only be said that it is a pity."

"Is Daoist Qingliang sure to receive this sword?"

in the field.

Zhang Liang was a little surprised: "With magic weapons and techniques, can we create such an attack method similar to materialized aura? It's indeed extraordinary, but that's all."

"Seven Kills Sword, intended to kill."

Zhang Liangping swung his sword calmly.

Tear!

Hundreds of feet long, the black blood-colored seven-kill sword energy condensed to the extreme quickly slashed out.

When the Seven Killing Sword Qi collided with the Pojun Sword Qi, there was no earth-shattering explosion, and everything melted away peacefully.

Like ice meeting fire, it melts instantly.

Even if the huge Pojun Sword Qi is materialized, it still has no effect in the face of the power of intent to kill. The spirit patterns and consciousness in the Pojun Sword Qi melt quickly and are supplemented into the Seven Kills Sword Qi.

Seen from a distance, the Pojun Sword Qi shrank rapidly, from a thousand feet to five hundred feet, then to a hundred feet, and finally disappeared directly.

However, the Seven Killing Sword Qi rapidly expanded like an inflated ball, and soon reached a thousand feet in size, stretching across the sky. The black blood-colored sword Qi was covered with twisted and evil spirit patterns, and he slashed at Master He Jun with his sword.

However, at this time, Master He Jun had no aura, and looked pale as he watched the Seven Killing Sword Qi slashing towards him, without the slightest ability to resist.

In Jin Yizong's camp, the elders in the early stage of Huashen stood up and shouted: "We admit defeat!"

However, it was already too late, the Seven Kills sword qi slashed straight down, submerging the real He Jun's figure.

Rumble!
Amidst the terrifying bloody explosion, the aura of real He Jun disappeared.

Everyone in the audience watched this scene quietly, feeling a little sad: "Did such a person who was comparable to the genius of the Holy Sect die just like this?"

Wu Hao smiled and said, "Yin Tianchou, I won."

Yin Tianchou's face was gloomy and uncertain, and he thought: "Could it be that the demon cultivator is tricking me? Why does that kid have such little strength..."

Abandoned Dragon Lord and Jiang Meier were also a little puzzled: "Is the information of Zhanlong Lord correct?"

Lord Zhanlong was also extremely confused: "Could it be that the ultimate move of the demon cultivator hasn't arrived yet?"

inside the field.

Zhang Liang stretched out his consciousness and swept towards the place where Master He Jun was standing, but he didn't find anything, as if this person had been erased.

But at this moment, Xuanyou roared crazily, warning Zhang Liang: "Roar!"

behind!
Zhang Liang turned his head abruptly, and saw the ghostly real He Jun appearing behind him, his whole body was pitch black, his eyes were red.

The power of spiritual consciousness could not detect his trace.

It is exactly the same as the demonic energy found near Changshouzhuang, and the strange figure last night.

It's Moxiu!
No one in the audience could react: "He's still alive?! What's going on in this weird state?"

Only the girls of Cihang Temple could tell at a glance: "It's demon energy! Referee, stop him quickly! Master He Jun is a demon cultivator!"

Master Juechen frowned: "How can you be sure that this is demonic energy? It's not a method of evil cultivators?"

Although evil cultivators are as disgusting as demon cultivators, Long Chao only forbids demon cultivators from competing, but not evil cultivators. If real He Jun uses evil cultivators' methods, it is legal and the competition cannot be interrupted.

Daoist Tai Xu has lived for more than 2000 years and has seen many demon cultivators, but he has never seen such a situation. He shook his head and said, "The appearance of these qi and demon qi is indeed a bit similar, but it is not demon qi. Demon qi will be detected by the divine sense, and it will emit an extremely evil aura. Don't interrupt the game for now, and investigate after the game is over."

Seeing this, all the girls in Cihang Nunnery became anxious: "But that's the demon cultivator! We've seen it with our own eyes!"

The holy girl Huaxuan raised her plain hand and said calmly, "Let's take a look first."

in the field.

"die!"

The real He Jun had a hideous expression on his face, and his figure pounced towards Zhang Liang like a ghost. His hands turned into sharp black claws, entwined with wisps of devilish energy, and grabbed at Zhang Liang's heart.

"Holy Armor and Shield Technique."

Zhang Liang erupted directly with spiritual energy, forming a gorgeous armor exuding holy golden light on his body.

The eighth-rank defensive technique—Holy Armor and Shield!
With the help of the Holy Armor Shield Technique, Zhang Liang's aura briefly turned into a half-body aura, its power increased significantly, and its defense power reached the level of Huashen Zhenjun.

laugh!
Immortal He Jun's black sharp claws pierced the Holy Armor Shield Technique, piercing half a point, and there were strands of black air rising, continuing to penetrate deeper.

Seeing that Zhang Liang was not feeling well, he slashed out with his sword at close range: "Get lost."

Tear!

The Seven Kills Sword Qi slashed at Master He Jun's body, but the strange thing was that the power of the Seven Kills Sword Qi that intended to kill was greatly reduced. It only pushed Master He Jun's figure back a hundred meters away, leaving a half-meter-long scar on his body.

"It's devilish energy. That devilish energy is very strange. It can greatly weaken the power of Seven Kills Sword Qi. It's really hard to deal with." Zhang Liang frowned secretly.

Under the effect of reducing the demonic energy, the seven-kill sword energy can only exert [-]% of its power. In addition, when Daoist He Jun is surrounded by demonic energy, his defense power is greatly enhanced.

"Jie Jie Jie, as expected of the person that Lord 'Holy Son' told me to kill. He really has some strength. Although it is a bit early to expose it, but killing you is enough." Real He Jun laughed strangely. With the help of the demonic energy, the injuries on his body healed quickly, and he was fully recovered in just a few seconds.

This healing ability is more than ten times that of ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators.

"Holy son? I'm afraid it's the devil. Lord Zhanlong's information is correct. Yin Tianchou contacted Moxiu last night and asked them to kill me, so now Master He Jun is trying to expose his identity and wants to kill me." Zhang Liang thought silently.

However, the audience was surprised: "Holy Son? The Jin Yizong is not the Holy Son, where did the Holy Son come from? Could it be that Master He Jun took refuge in one of the Four Great Sacred Sects?"

The Supreme Elder of Jin Yizong was also dumbfounded: "He Jun, what are you talking about! Who is the Holy Son? Tell the truth! Have you betrayed Jin Yizong!?"

At this time, Wu Hao also felt that something was wrong, so he directly scanned the real person He Jun.

[Name: He Jun Zhenren]

[Identity: Demon Cultivator]

[Cultivation: Nascent Soul Peak]

[Favourability: 0]

[Status: Demon-ridden]

[Mood: violent, killing, crazy]
[Luck: There is too little luck, and no luck animal has been detected]

"I suspect that this person is a demon cultivator! Referee, I, Tianjianzong, demanded to stop the match immediately and conduct an investigation on real He Jun!" Wu Hao got angry, stood up and shouted.