I, the villain of destiny, join the chat group

Parallel world, the world of high-level swordsmen, Heimuya.

Dressed in white clothes, long hair curled up, Dongfang Bai still had an extraordinary temperament, carrying both sides on his back, looking down at the bottom of the bottomless cliff, Dongfang Bai's eyes were a little bored.

As the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect, with close to [-] congregants, as the well-known leader of the Demon Sect in the Jianghu, if he wanted to subdue the congregation, he would naturally have no shortage of strength.

Power, strength, she has already surpassed all living beings!
It stands to reason that one's life should be enough to be proud and free from worries.

But in fact, only she knows that these things are really boring~
When he was young, his family was in decline, and he was taught by someone else. He joined the Sun Moon God Sect. He first showed his talents at the age of ten. At the age of 15, he was valued by one of the ten elders of the God Sect, Elder Xiong.

In another two years, ascended to the position of the vice-leader of the Sun Moon God Sect, under one person, but above tens of thousands!
And that year, she was only 20 years old, and it was the most elegant time for a woman.

Later, he was defeated and appointed as Woxing, imprisoned at the bottom of the West Lake, and took the position of leader. In the same year, he went to Wudang, entered Shaolin, and fought against all heroes in the world. There is no one comparable to him!
In that year, the sun rose in the east, and the reputation of being the only one who was invincible spread throughout the rivers and lakes!

And that year, she was only twenty-one, just the age of a rookie in the world!
The joy when she first became famous, it has been four years now, and now she is in her twenties, and her strength is getting higher and higher. In such a big world, there are very few opponents who are qualified to make her look head-on.

Everyone looks forward to the word invincible, but after sitting for a long time, this kind of silence of climbing to the top and no goal is painful.

"Master, now, I'm afraid you are the only one who is qualified to let me fight with all my strength~" A faint murmur sounded from the edge of the cliff, with a touch of loneliness and boredom.

"Master, I probably already understand why you accepted me as an apprentice in the first place."

She has only been invincible for a few years and it is already unbearable, how painful her master must be, thinking of the vicissitudes of life in her memory, the owner of that face, judging by her age, is even older than the previous master of the Sun Moon God Sect, Ren Woxing.

Moreover, after she ascended to the throne of the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect, it is not that she did not investigate the traces of her benefactor, but she couldn't find him, as if he had been forgotten by the whole rivers and lakes so long ago.

How long should that be? 20 years? 30 years?Even... 50 years?

A peerless master who has been invincible and suffering for decades, his only goal in this life is probably to cultivate another opponent who can fight against him with all his strength.

"It's just... Master, I have already cultivated to the realm of transformation from man to heaven, and I am confident that I can compete with you, but where are you?"

"I have been looking for you for three years~"

Naturally, there was no reply to the whisper alone, but it was nothing, as she was used to this kind of loneliness.

When the power, strength, all reach the peak, the rest, everything seems to have no meaning, only emptiness and boring.

"Now, I have some envy and let me do it."

Ren Woxing is different from her, Ren Woxing has opponents, whether it is Master Fangzheng of Shaolin Temple, Daoist Chongxu of Wudang School, or Zuo Lengchan of Songshan School, they can contend with her.

Therefore, he has goals all his life, and he is ambitious all his life to surpass them and to unify the entire martial arts world.

But Dongfang Bai was different. To her, all of that was just within her reach, and because it was so easy, she had no interest in it.

Except for her mysterious master, in the whole Jianghu, it was difficult to find anyone or something that interested her.

A gust of cold wind blew past, setting off a thin mist that enveloped Dongfang Bai's whole body, making Dongfang Bai's upright figure at this moment even more lonely.

Suddenly, a mechanized voice sounded, and it entered Dongfang Bai's ears.

"A suitable target has been detected. Congratulations, you have been invited to chat with the Villain of Destiny. Do you agree?"

"whether?"

In an instant, a cold light burst out, an invisible power burst out instantly, the surrounding fog was instantly torn apart, and bottomless cracks appeared on the ground like wind cutting.

After a short while, Dongfang Bai's gaze returned to calm, and the expression in his pupils changed several times in an instant.

"It's not a sound transmission method, nor is it a third-rate evil method, it's not an illusion..."

A moment later, an unprecedented light appeared in Dongfang Bai's eyes.

"It's something beyond my knowledge!"

When an invincible person has been invincible for a long time, it is so difficult to find something novel for her/him. This kind of mentality is simply incomprehensible to ordinary people.

There was no need to explore whether it was a conspiracy, or the origin, etc. Dongfang Bai chose to agree without hesitation.

Even if this chat group of destiny villains sounds a little weird, but so what, it's interesting enough~
"Congratulations on joining the chat group of villains of destiny, please choose your group nickname."

"Oriental White!"

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Wind and Cloud World.

The world's winds and clouds come from my generation, generations of rivers and lakes, generations of legends, each generation of rivers and lakes will have a name that future generations will remember.

However, this generation of rivers and lakes has some special features, with many names.

The lonely sword of a generation of sword masters, the sword overwhelms the rivers and lakes, and the swordsmanship of the holy spirit, there is no one in the rivers and lakes to compete with it!
Then, once the martial arts myth, Tianjian Wuming, rises up when the sword master sword is overwhelming the world, and fights with it!
Nobody knows the names of the South Wuming and the North Sword Saints, and everyone knows them. Even foreigners from overseas have heard of the names of the two and are intimidated by their fame!
Wuming and Juggernaut, the two are already at the top of the rivers and lakes, but recently, there is a name that faintly breaks out of the shock formed by the two names, and has a tendency to stand side by side with the two.

The world will meet, Supreme Hall!
The tall seat, a gold-rimmed black robe, just sitting there, reveals a domineering that makes the air silent!

The world will help the master to dominate!
Just a name is enough to make a child stop crying!

In today's era when the sword master is hidden and unknown, Xiongba is the sharpest sword in the entire arena!

Wherever the world's clubs pass, there are hundreds of factions in the world, martial arts heroes, and there is no one who does not submit!
Xiongba is the well-deserved overlord of martial arts in this era, a man who has the power of an emperor even though he doesn't have the name of an emperor!

There is a map in front of Xiongba, with many routes, places, and names marked on it.

Xiongba is holding a brush, the ink is red, the color is like blood.

"Famous Shaolin, vulnerable!" A big cross was marked on the blueprint.

"Baijian Villa, it's just a joke!" Another big cross.

As each cross appeared on the picture, it was a sentence full of disdainful comments, and the domineering style was undoubtedly evident.

Finally, when Xiongba stopped writing in his hand, there was only one target that had not been marked on the entire set of drawings, and the name of that target was impressively - Wushuang City!
In today's era, there is no name without a trace, and the Juggernaut is hidden. Not many people know where Wuming has gone, but the trace of the Juggernaut is not a secret.

The other party has been retreating and cultivating in Wushuang City, intending to realize the unworldly sword move that can defeat Tianjian Wuming.

Facing this sword master who has been living in seclusion, even if he is as domineering as a tyrant, he dare not underestimate him. There is no lack of dignity in his sharp eyes like a falcon.

For a while he was full of fighting spirit, and for a while his eyes were solemn. Even Xiongba, who was used to pushing everything horizontally, couldn't help being stagnant when facing the word sword master.

After a long time, Xiongba put down the pen in his hand and let out a long sigh.

"Now is not the time to confront the Juggernaut."

With such a domineering character as Xiong Ba, he felt extremely unwilling to make this decision, but he also knew that the Juggernaut might not be something he could defeat now.

After all, that name had dominated the Jianghu for 30 years, and before Wuming was born, there was no one in the entire Jianghu who could compete with it!
Even with the rise of Wuming later, the reputation of the Juggernaut has not weakened a bit. On the contrary, it is because there is an opponent who can contend head-on, which makes the Juggernaut's kendo in the later period more and more profound, and has already reached a level that even celebrities in the world of kendo can't imagine.

Putting down the pen in his hand, Xiong Ba leaned back.

"Three years!"

"At most another three years, the old man will be able to take that step, then..."

"Hmph, sword master, nameless, why should I be afraid!"

The lobby fell into silence for a while, leaving only the sound of Xiongba's breathing, which was not calm. It can be imagined that Xiongba's mood at this time was not as calm as it seemed.

Suddenly, a mechanized voice sounded.

"A suitable target has been detected. Congratulations, you have been invited to chat with the Villain of Destiny. Do you agree?"

"whether?"

The falcon-like pupils suddenly burst into a chilling light, and a frightening aura began to recover, like a sleeping giant lion waking up.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

When the reminder sounded again, Xiong Bafang murmured.

"It's not an illusion, nor is it contemptuous of petty tricks."

"Destiny...chat group." The word "villain" has been automatically blocked.

After a while, Xiong Ba's eyes were all lit up, and he let out a long laugh.

"This must be a heaven-sent opportunity, the old man is indeed destined!"

"Three years, maybe it doesn't take three years!"

"This old man's invincibility has been achieved, and now he has a destiny, Wuming, sword master, what do you use to fight this old man!"

While talking to himself, he resolutely pressed agree!