Villain: I Will Become Stronger By Accepting A Female Apprentice

Li Nan?

The emperor of the Taihui Dynasty trembled suddenly when he heard this name, and his eyes widened.

The reaction to the name was somewhat overwhelming.

After taking a breath, he looked at Lang Zimiu's cold eyes and couldn't help but swallowed again. The 'never heard of' that had just reached his mouth was swallowed back by him.

He changed his tone and said in a trembling voice:

"Know."

As soon as he finished speaking, several masters from the surrounding imperial city flew over from all directions, three spirits with one level of Venerable Realm and one spirit with two levels of Venerable Realm.

It has to be said that the Taihui Dynasty is worthy of being the most powerful dynasty south of Huaiyuan.

Seeing several veterans flying in, the Emperor of the Taihui Dynasty did not relax his nervous expression, but became even more panicked.

"Stop!"

"Don't even come here!"

He shouted urgently, knowing that even if he and the veteran attacked together, they would not be a match for the man in front of him.

The only way to change the situation at the moment is to stabilize the man in front of him for the time being, and then find a way to use his back-up tactics.

Several veterans immediately paused in mid-air after hearing this, and the panic and shock on their faces became even worse.

Lang Zimiu sneered in his heart when he saw this. He didn't even look at the people around him. He stared at the middle-aged man below and said coldly:

"You know? Then pay with your life."

After saying this, before the middle-aged man could recover from his momentary shock, he slashed out with his sword again.

He didn't think what Zhang Daoxuan said before his death was a lie, and there was no other hidden secret.

The old sect leader was murdered by the person in front of him.

Another sword energy burst out, piercing the sky, and rushed directly to the Emperor of Taihui Dynasty below. Almost in an instant, it was close to his eyes, and it would annihilate him in the next moment.

But at this moment, a flash of light appeared around him and he disappeared into the distance, narrowly avoiding the blow.

"boom------"

The explosion sounded again, destroying the palace that was already in ruins even more.

Seeing this, Lang Zimiu's expression changed. His always calm expression was surprised for a moment. Then he immediately raised his eyes and looked into the distance. He saw that the Emperor of Taihui Dynasty had appeared in another location without any stagnation. He immediately He exploded at full speed and flew away into the distance.

While flying back, he shouted urgently at the four masters of the Taihui Dynasty:

"Stop him!"

After receiving the order, the four people immediately unleashed their full strength without hesitation, blocking the path in the direction of his departure. Although their faces were filled with shock and fear, they had no intention of escaping.

Lang Zimiu stared, and immediately slashed out with another sword. The violent and hot spiritual energy seemed to be inexhaustible.

With a slash of the sword, he immediately hugged the frightened Fang Qingqing's waist tightly, and used Ling Bo Qianying to chase forward.

Suddenly, afterimages appeared from his body like a ghost, and the speed was astonishingly fast.

With the rewards of his good disciple Wuyue's training a hundredfold, he has reached the level of proficiency in this move.

Faced with the oncoming brutal blow, almost in an instant, the four powerful men from the Taihui Dynasty turned into fly ash. They had no time to even evade. Although they handed over all their trump cards, they were still in the presence of Lang. Zimiu seemed so powerless in front of this brutal blow.

Quickly passing through the imperial city, Lang Zimiu was getting closer and closer to the scurrying guy. It only took a few more breaths to catch him.

Outside the imperial city, the emperor of the Taihui Dynasty felt the breath of death coming from behind, and his back was already covered with cold sweat.

hurry up!

Hurry up!

He growled eagerly in his heart, looking at a small independent palace in the distance.

Galloping at full speed.

After a breath, he disappeared into the palace.

Not far behind him, Lang Zimiu also slashed out a brutal crescent moon at the same time.

The rapid raid set off a burst of explosions, hitting only the palace.

Fang Qingqing in his arms was hugging his neck tightly at this moment, her heartbeat was beating violently, and she was tensing every nerve to feel this grand scene that she had never seen before.

"boom----!"

The violent crescent moon fell on the small palace, and as expected, it annihilated the small palace to the ground and created a deep crater.

In an instant, dust was flying and everything was in a mess.

Lang Zimiu used his exploratory eyes to look through the ground at the middle-aged man who was constantly escaping underground, and let out a light tut.

What exactly is just now? He can actually complete small distance spatial displacement?

Lang Zimiu murmured in his heart, and without hesitation led Fang Qingqing straight into the ground, following the tunnel that the middle-aged man had skipped and rushing downwards.

Feeling the approaching death aura from behind, the middle-aged man had a ferocious look on his face and clenched his teeth.

Finally, he rushed to his destination.

He panted heavily and looked at the strange stone sculpture not far in front of him. He rushed forward without hesitation and put his hand on the stone sculpture. Then he shouted, "The originally dim and colorless stone sculpture... Suddenly a blood-red light burst out and sank into the center of his eyebrows.

Then he roared with ferocious pain, his face covered with bulging veins.

"Uhhh!!!!!!!!!"

Lang Zimiu, who rushed in after him, did not hesitate to slash out a violent pure golden sword energy in this small space again.

The sword energy instantly illuminated the dark space and headed towards the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's aura continued to soar. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the killing sword energy with his scarlet eyes. He immediately activated the power of the stone sculpture behind him and burst out an equally powerful and violent blood-red spiritual energy.

It collided with the sword energy that Lang Zimiu slashed out.

"boom!!!!!!"

Suddenly the ground shook and this small area began to collapse.

"Tsk."

Seeing the middle-aged man suddenly burst out with a force that did not belong to him, Lang Zimiu clicked his tongue, and then struck out with a second and third sword.

The spiritual energy in the body is endless and extremely pure and rich.

Watching all this, Fang Qingqing's beautiful eyes trembled and she didn't dare to take a breath.

"How is that possible! Ugh!!! Who the hell are you!!"

"How can there be someone like you south of Huaiyuan????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Facing Lang Zimiu's endless brutal offensive, the ferocious and crazy face of the Taihui Emperor added a touch of despair.

Blood overflowed from the corners of his lips.

He did not hesitate to waste his basic life, and with the help of the power of this stone sculpture, he increased his power to the peak of the spiritual Venerable Realm in a short period of time.

However, the man in front of him was still able to do it with ease, constantly waving the long sword in his hand, and constantly bursting out with such ridiculously powerful sword moves.

Facing the middle-aged man's desperate roar, Lang Zimiu sneered in his heart.

Suddenly, he felt something more inside his body.

It's the Sword Intent.

A cold and desolate Sword Intent emerged from his body.

He was slightly surprised, and immediately activated the Sword Intent that suddenly emerged in his body, integrated the Sword Intent into the sword, and struck out with another sword.