As a villain, it's perfectly reasonable for me to have a few hundred million different identiti

Lin Yu has walked at the pinnacle of this world for twelve years.

Twelve years, a mission of life and death.

This had long since endowed Lin Yu with an instinct and insight that were ingrained in his very being.

Those 1,080 system tasks were all incredibly difficult.

Although Lin Yu was given godlike strength by the system when doing the mission.

But at the very beginning, he had no idea how to use this power.

It was also in one frantic life-or-death battle after another.

He gradually gained control and became proficient in using that power.

Now, although the system has taken away the power.

But Lin Yu is still Lin Yu, and this body is the same one she used for missions.

Some things have long become instincts.

At this moment, Lin Yu could clearly see the layers upon layers of void high in the sky.

There was an old guy standing there.

...The Fifth Family, the Supreme Elder, the Fifth Green Tomb.

He is notoriously shameless throughout the myriad realms.

Their skin is as thick as a magic weapon.

If today's frost and cold truly triumph over the Fifth Heavenly Pride.

Fifth Green Tomb will definitely take action against Frostbite.

Shuanghan was trained by Lin Yu, so Lin Yu was naturally very familiar with her strength.

In terms of swordsmanship, even the three Fifth Prodigies combined are no match for Shuang Han.

But this Supreme Elder of the Fifth Family is truly an old coffin inside.

It is equivalent to a nuclear weapon in the previous life.

With Frost's strength, he is not yet a match for him.

After all, Shuanghan has only been cultivating for twelve years.

Lin Yu is fiercely protective of her own.

I can fight my own apprentice.

But outsiders, especially these old folks, dare to take advantage of their age and bully the younger ones.

Lin Yu doesn't mind transforming into a super villain to teach him a lesson that will leave him with a deep and lasting pain.

Moreover, Lin Yu had a vague feeling.

This round is aimed at the fourteen provinces.

The number one intelligence organization in all the heavens and myriad realms, it controls countless unknown secrets.

They are respected and feared.

Even without the overwhelming power of the 'Eternal Night Marquis', he still earned the title of the strongest being in all the heavens and myriad realms.

The fourteen provinces had long been razed to the ground.

Yesterday, Shuanghan did this to vent her anger for Lin Yu.

At the same time, they attacked the two-faced alchemy grandmaster Feng Xianhuo, directly releasing his dirty secrets.

This made many forces in the myriad realms uneasy.

The appearance of the Fifth Prodigy at this time was clearly preordained.

With the Fifth Prodigy defeated, the Fifth Green Tomb will inevitably take action.

Think so.

The Life Soul Pearl in Lin Yu's hand transformed into a stream of azure energy.

The divine artifact, Thousand Illusions, was slowly poured into his palm.

……

now.

On the arena of life and death, red beams of light still flickered.

The restriction was destroyed.

But the arena itself also has the ability to detect bone age.

As long as the Fifth Prodigy remains standing here, that blinding red light will not disappear.

Fifth Prodigy also noticed this. With a gloomy face, he lifted his body slightly into the air and left the life-or-death arena.

When the Fifth Prodigy's body reached thirty feet above the life-or-death arena.

The blinding red light then disappeared.

At this moment, someone finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

"You despicable, shameless, vile, filthy, and shameless old bastard!"

"Ha ha ha ha--"

"The people of Han Kingdom are too talented! They actually dared to curse Qinglu Blade God right in the face!"

"As expected of the people of Han, their courage is commendable!"

Hua Zui stood in the void, laughing so hard she was doubled over, her flower branches trembling.

As she laughed, she repeated word by word the voice that had come from the life-or-death arena.

The martial artists around them, who were already trying to suppress their laughter, were instantly infected by Hua Zui's laughter.

Unable to hold back any longer, they also let out a series of low chuckles.

The faces of those people from Han Guo turned green.

The strength of the Three Thousand Guests is no less than that of any ancient aristocratic family.

Unlike the Fourteen States, which inspired both respect and fear, and were met with apprehension.

The Fifth Prodigy is going to settle scores, and this debt will definitely fall on the shoulders of their Han Kingdom.

Fifth Prodigy's face was gloomy as he coldly stared at Hua Zui.

Hua Zui slightly suppressed her smile. "Could it be that the Azure Slaughter Blade God thinks I am not worthy of the title of Fragrance God?"

Fifth Prodigy: "..."

The God of Fragrance!

Another pure god-level title!

I have only been in seclusion for a short period of thirteen years.

Why has this world become so unfamiliar to him?

Knife God, Incense God, and supposedly there's also Sword God and Pill God... Where did all these people come from?!

When did pure god-level titles become as common as cabbage on the street, seen everywhere?

Fifth Prodigy did not look at Hua Zui again.

He first glared fiercely at the three elders from Han Kingdom.

Then he suddenly turned around and drew his sword, the blade pointing directly at the frost.

"Frost?"

"My sword intent tells me that you are not worthy of the title of Sword God."

"Today, I will take it with my own hands."

Originally, this should have been a powerful declaration of war.

But because of what happened on the life-or-death arena just now.

At this moment, Fifth Prodigy's words seemed somewhat ridiculous.

Frosty Cold's originally extremely cold eyes were now tinged with a hint of excitement.

At the age of fifteen, Shuanghan was awarded the title of God of Blades.

Swordsmen from all corners of the universe came to challenge him.

Shuanghan, alone with his sword, his white robes stained with blood, fought for three days and three nights straight.

Since then, no swordsman has dared to question the title of "God of Swords".

Now, finally, another swordsman has come to challenge him.

The knife in Shuanghan's hand was slowly drawn from its sheath.

In an instant.

A violent sword intent erupted forth.

A deep blue vortex of sword intent formed outside her body.

The disguise on Shuanghan's body vanished instantly, revealing her true form.

Dressed in white, with long hair flowing in the wind.

That stunningly beautiful face now carries a strong air of menace.

The blade's edge was aimed directly at the Fifth Prodigy.

This moment.

Everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed on Shuang Han on the life-or-death arena.

The top three beauties, and the peerless swordsman!

The fifth prodigy in mid-air was also stunned.

He stared blankly at the frost below.

After a long while, he suddenly came to his senses and forcibly suppressed the ripples in his heart.

Is this the Sword God Frostbite?

The Fifth Prodigy had no doubt that she was a goddess descended from the heavens.

But the Fifth Prodigy is, after all, a swordsman.

Thoughts can be as sharp as knives.

In just a moment, the strange feeling in his heart was cut off.

"There can only be one Sword God!"

"This is the arena of life and death, so in this battle, only one of us can survive!"

Fifth Proud knew that he had fallen for Frost.

If he cannot kill Shuanghan, he will eventually fall into ruin.

The next instant, the Fifth Prodigy drew his sword.

The azure blade intent, nearly a thousand feet long, resembled a curtain descending from the sky.

It fell heavily towards the frost.

Fifth Prodigy did not hold back with this strike, using his full strength.

The people around were stunned with fear.

If Frostbite can't withstand this strike...

The entire capital of Qiu Lan, and everyone within it, will be buried with Shuang Han!

Swordsmen like the Fifth Prodigy no longer care about the lives of ordinary people.

Even if it means annihilating an entire nation, he will still strip Frostfrost of his title as the God of Blades.

Yue Qingying's face turned pale.

Her two small hands gripped Lin Yu's sleeves tightly.

His eyes were filled with worry.

Lin Yu withdrew his gaze and looked at the Fifth Prodigy's strike, nodding slightly in approval.

"Not bad. If it weren't for Shuanghan, he would be the newly crowned God of Blades."

In the original storyline, the Sword God was indeed the fifth prodigy.

Ultimately, the Fifth Prodigy became Ye Chen's top henchman.

Cut wherever you point.

Hearing Lin Yu's mutterings, Yue Qingying looked at Lin Yu in astonishment.

Lin Yu coughed. "Look, they've already started fighting."

Yue Qingying said "Oh" and looked back at the arena of life and death.

When Lin Yu was speaking.

The Fifth Prodigy's blade had already fallen.

However, it was shattered by the azure blade intent surrounding Shuanghan's body.

immediately.

Frosty Cold's longsword trembled.

The azure vortex of sword intent resembled a mountain rising abruptly from the ground.

It swept towards the fifth prodigy.

In the middle of that vortex, Frost had already risen into the air.

They arrived before the Fifth Prodigy, having started later but arriving earlier.

It came down directly on his head.

The Fifth Prodigy's expression changed.

He twisted his wrist, retracting the second strike he was about to deliver, and hastily faced the frost.

now.

The azure vortex of frost and cold sword intent had completely enveloped the two of them.

Both of these individuals possess cultivation levels that are considered to be at the very top of the pyramid of all realms.

With all combat power unleashed.

Even a sliver of blade light that leaks out is enough to destroy a city.

But at this moment, the power leaked out by the two.

All of them were blocked and neutralized by the vortex of frost-cold sword intent.

Upon seeing this, the surrounding martial artists breathed a sigh of relief.

Then they quickly retreated to the rear.

Hua Zui withdrew the scarlet burial flower from her hand and muttered to herself, "That woman seems carefree, but I didn't expect her to be so thoughtful."

"But that Azure Slaughter Blade God is too weak. He couldn't even break through the vortex of Frosty Blade Intent."

As they spoke, Hua Zui landed on the ground.

at this time.

Above the arena of life and death.

Within the azure vortex of sword intent.

In less than a breath, the blades of Frostbite and Fifth Prodigy clashed no less than a hundred times.

The fifth prodigy grew increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed.

At this moment, he had already used all his strength, unleashing his full combat power.

The terrifying cyan sword intent left behind a series of ferocious and horrifying cracks in the void above this place.

But no matter how hard he tried.

Yet he was still unable to break through the vortex of frost and cold, a deep blue blade intent!

The frost-like sword intent was far superior to his!

Finally, on the 332nd collision...

The knife in the Fifth Prodigy's hand suddenly went out of control and flew out of his grasp.

Frostbite remained expressionless as it slashed at the opponent's neck.

The Fifth Prodigy's eyes widened, a deep sense of terror flashing within them.

Death has come.

But that's it.

But at that moment, an old yet majestic voice suddenly rang out.

"court death."

As the voice rang out.

A bronze pagoda, thousands of feet tall, suddenly fell from the sky.

It pressed down towards the frost and cold.

The enormous shadow enveloped the entire palace.

"Old man, finally couldn't hold back anymore?"

A hint of madness suddenly appeared in his frosty eyes.

Clearly, Frostbite had also discovered the existence of the Fifth Green Tomb.

But at this moment, the blade that was slashing towards the fifth prodigy remained unchanged in the slightest!

Frostbite is the number one intelligence organization in the world, and the leader of fourteen states.

As soon as the other party produced the pagoda, she knew who it was.

Can't beat it.

Let's drag someone down with us first!

puff--

The light of the knife flashed.

The Fifth Prodigy's head, a mixture of fear and excitement on his face, shot into the sky.

The headless corpse, dripping with crimson blood, fell limply to the ground.

"Ancestor, save me!!"

Just as the Fifth Prodigy's martial spirit was about to escape, it was crushed into pieces by the vortex of frost-cold sword intent.

Ashes!

The Fifth Family, Azure Slaughter Blade God, is dead!

"die!!"

The furious voice of the Fifth Green Tomb, accompanied by the bronze pagoda, had already fallen.

It pressed heavily on the vortex of frost-cold sword intent.

A hint of crimson seeped from the corner of his frosty lips.

In her eyes was an indomitable fighting spirit.

The azure vortex of sword intent withstood the suppression of the bronze pagoda.

Frosty coldness kept his back straight, and the knife in his hand did not fall even an inch.

However, this pagoda, which had reached the level of a divine artifact, was simply too heavy.

The cultivation level of the Fifth Green Tomb is far superior to that of Frost Cold.

Frosty body, under that terrifying pressure, inch by inch, fell downwards.

All this happened too fast.

No one had a chance to react to what had happened.

Then a cold laugh came from the void above.

"You old coffin-stuffer, how dare you bully my disciple? Do you want to die, or are you just waiting to die?"

A black figure appeared beside Shuanghan without anyone noticing.

Then I saw him raise his hand.

He grabbed the falling pagoda.

In an instant, this colossal object came to a steady stop in the void.

Unable to move an inch.

"Master?!"

Frosty Cold turned around in surprise, her eyes sparkling as she stared intently at the person beside her.

Never sleep.