Raiders Villain Male Lead Project [Transmigration Book]

The boring martial arts competition made people drowsy, until a handsome young man came on the stage and reported his family name, "I am in Qinsong, Hengshan, please advise."

As soon as this person entered the arena, the discussion in the martial arts field became much louder.

Qian Hui seemed to be looking forward to it, and explained softly to the people next to him: "This is the proud student of Sect Leader Li."

Mu Xuan looked at Qin Song, who was dressed in a narrow-sleeved robe and upright, he was indeed a suave and suave young hero.

It's a pity that it's not half as good-looking as Ren Ke from his family.

Qin Song on the stage was full of heroism, holding the sword in a heroic manner, and politely said to the guard: "Please."

The long sword was out of its sheath, the sword moves were fierce and swift, and the corners of the clothes fluttered, but the person was subdued in just three moves. Many people watched everything with concentration, but they still didn't react.

"Clap clap clap..."

I don't know who was the first to applaud, but after a while there was endless applause. Ren Ke looked at Qin Song indifferently, and when he lowered his eyes and raised them, he saw Mo Wen appearing in an instant.

Although he knew that Li Cheng would definitely not let the lord's good deed go, but he thought it would be Mo Wen, but he didn't expect it to be unexpected.

Things didn't seem as boring as he thought.

Qianhui lowered his eyes and murmured, "I live up to everyone's expectations, but it's still..."

He didn't finish the last half of the sentence, Ren Ke could guess, patted Mu Xuan's hand to reassure him, and then continued to close his eyes and rest his mind.

Seeing that he still had leisure time to rest his mind, Qianhui saw his indifferent eyes through the mask, and said softly, "Don't you think someone is watching you?"

Ren Ke was eye-catching when he wore a mask. As a doctor holding a long sword with a dark scabbard in his hand, he looked like an indifferent killer.

"I know, they can just watch it if they like."

He answered coldly, put the sword on the table and adjusted the angle of drawing the sword.

The fingertips tapped on the scabbard lightly and rhythmically, one after another, as if waiting for something.

Mu Xuan knew from his movements that he was going to make a move, so he lowered his eyes to look at his arm.

Qian Hui took his teacup, refilled him some tea, shook his head slightly at him, and warned him not to act rashly.

The last time I went to Qishan, I was ambushed by Yin Yue. His hand hurt for a long time due to lack of strength and damaged tendons. Later, it was very difficult to hold the sword, and he was afraid that he would drag Ren Ke down.

667 also warned him, [I can't help you if your hand is broken. ]

Mu Xuan looked at Ren Ke's pitch-black sword, with a lot of worries in his heart.

"Everyone in the world says that Qianji Pavilion's business is doing well. As long as the price is right, it can answer any questions. Is this right?"

He seemed to have heard this voice before, Mu Xuan raised his eyes and looked, it was Minglin disciple Wen Quanshu whom he had seen in the inn.

The world's four major sects, Hengshan, Minglin, Songhu, and Qianji Pavilion are all gathered.

Qian Hui looked up at the person, with a cold expression, "Yes."

Seeing his admission, Wen Quanshu smiled slyly, saluted everyone present and said: "Very well, then I have a question I want to share with you, and I hope the pavilion master can answer it. As for the price, the pavilion master will decide."

Ren Ke remembered that the seniors of the Minglin sect were all low-key and reserved, why are the juniors so stupid and arrogant.

Qianhui also seemed to think that he was too stupid, and smiled coldly with downcast eyes, and replied a little impatiently: "Then it depends on what your problem is."

"Everyone in the world says that the King of Hades has no desire and heart, and he dares to kill anyone, but as long as he is a person, he will have weaknesses. I want to ask—is there anyone in the King of Hades who will not kill him?"

As soon as the question came out, the audience was in an uproar, waiting for the answer.

Ren Ke's expression was still calm, but he didn't support his head anymore, and looked towards Mu Xuan, just in time to meet his worried eyes.

Qian Hui put down the teacup in his hand, sat upright with his sleeves up, and resolutely put on a business look, "Your question is not cheap, but it is always fate when we meet each other, it is considered a meeting gift."

Wen Quanshu was also a rude person, so he quickly put it away, "Thank you."

"Old people don't kill."

Qianhui's voice was neither loud nor soft, with a hint of indifference.

"Children don't kill."

"Women don't kill."

After the three articles were finished, Mu Xuan's eyes softened, and he lowered his eyes and smiled, word for word.

The majestic Qianji Pavilion is actually a high-sounding deceit, and even in front of the righteous master, seeing that Qianhui's face is not blushing, and his heart is not beating, he blush for him.

Wen Quanshu's face was ugly, and he pointed at him angrily, "You're calling him a righteous man."

Qianji Pavilion is considered to have status in Jianghu, no one dared to be so rude, Qianhui's accompanying attendant angrily scolded: "Presumptuous!"

Qian Hui raised his hand to stop the people around him, and under the eyes of everyone, he continued unhurriedly: "There is another way not to kill."

"what?"

I don't know who asked, Qianhui smiled slightly, "Good people don't kill."

The laughter on the field was ups and downs. Everyone took this remark as a joke, and only a few people remembered it in their hearts.

After a long time, Li Cheng raised his hand to stop the laughter. Wen Quanshu's face was pale and pale, with disdain in his eyes, he said to Qian Hui with disdain: "Qianji Pavilion is nothing more than that."

This farce seemed to end amidst all kinds of discussions. Ren Ke raised his hand to smooth the worry on Mu Xuan's brows, and coaxed him softly, "I'm used to it."

What he said was calm and calm, but Mu Xuan felt sorry for him.

Someone asked again: "Does the pavilion master know that the master of Mount Qi is the living king of Hades?"

There have been rumors in this rivers and lakes, but it has never been confirmed, and the government dare not directly bring it into the dragon's pool and tiger's lair in Chuangqi Mountain.

Qin Song suddenly asked with great fanfare, but he was on the point.

"What will Mr. Qin give in exchange for this answer?" Qianhui once again put on the posture of discussing business.

Qin Song looked smug, and nodded to everyone after Chao Qianhui sneered, "I don't need the pavilion master to answer this question. Someone in my sect has seen it with his own eyes, and the master Qi Shan is holding the sword of the Living Hades."

From the beginning to the end, Li Cheng acquiesced to Qin Song's behavior and did not stop him.

Lin Qiuping couldn't bear his temper, and asked hastily, "Who is it?"

Qin Song's eyes were gloomy and cold. When he looked at Ren Ke, there was a trace of weirdness, and then he returned to normal. He pointed out to Mo Wen who had been quietly watching the people in his seat: "My junior brother Mo Wen."

Everyone followed him and turned their attention to Mo Wen, who had sharp eyes. They believed Qin Song's words without asking, and began to discuss.

Li Cheng is the head of Hengshan, and there are only two direct disciples, one is Qin Song and the other is Mo Wen.

Mo Wen's eyes only fell on Ren Ke, and he clenched the sword in his hand, trembling slightly, a little at a loss.

Li Cheng saw his mood swings and ordered someone to take him away.

When the scene was almost quiet, Qin Song said to Li Cheng, "Master, heroes from all walks of life are here today, and I heard that the Lord of Qishan, the Living King of Hades, has also mixed into today's meeting."

Li Cheng was surprised, "What?"

Mu Xuan became tense, and his back felt cold. Although he knew this scene would happen, it was still difficult to calm down at this moment.

Wen Quanshu couldn't understand Qin Song's sensationalism, he repeatedly tempted people's appetite, and coldly warned, "Brother Qin can't say something without evidence."

"I'm looking for evidence."

A gloomy look flashed across Qin Song's eyes, and he suddenly drew his sword and stabbed at Ren Ke.

Seeing this, Qian Hui wanted to move his hand hidden in his sleeve, Ren Ke expressionlessly raised his right hand and pressed it back, and with the other hand he drew out his sword to block Qin Song's strike.

When the two swords touched, the sparks were dazzling.

Ren Ke kicked his calf from under the table, Qin Song retracted his sword and backed away again and again, and said with a little complacency, "How can a doctor have such profound skills."

At this time, Yan Zhi, who had been quiet all this time, suddenly said coldly: "Who stipulates that doctors cannot practice martial arts."

These words were obviously on Ren Ke's side, and he raised his eyes slightly.

Qin Song pressed on step by step: "Then why don't you dare to show your true colors?"

Ren Ke raised his hand to stroke his long hair, put his hand on the sword, and his voice was clear and clear.

"But what do I do to you?"

He patted Mu Xuan, then stood up suddenly, approached Qin Song with his sword in his hand, his eyes were murderous, "Since you want to see me so much, I will grant you, but you must know that few people who have seen my face are alive of."

He put his hand on the mask, and everyone stared at him intently.

The mask was taken off, and the bruises on the face were gone, and it was a face that was [-]% similar to the wanted warrant.

Mu Xuan had nowhere to put his hands, knocked down the teacup on the desk, the tea flowed, and his hands were moist.

The sound of the wind blowing the curtains on the field, the crisp sound of the jade on the waist touching the weapon, and the sound of tableware falling on the table.

The voice was so small that Ren Ke could even hear the heavy breathing of some people.

Immediately afterwards, many people screamed.

"It sure is him!"

"Live Hades!"

It's a blessing for so many people to know me, Ren Ke admitted calmly with a smile on his face while holding his sword.

"I am the king of Hades, Ren Ke!"

He said the last two words sideways to Li Cheng, who was sitting in the main seat with a solemn expression.

As soon as the words fell, Ah Yan jumped out from behind the screen, stood beside him, and returned the Hades sword to him.

Wen Quanshu scolded: "Shameless person, even pretending to be a miracle doctor!"

Ren Ke shook his head regretfully, really stupid.

Li Cheng ordered: "Take it!"

A group of people swarmed up, Ren Ke retreated half a step, and Ah Yan fought at such a fast speed that no one could retreat completely and approach Ren Ke from behind him.

Even Qin Song, who was struggling to fight, was no match for him, and he lost consecutively.

Those who did the fighting were all the younger generation eager for quick success, and the older ones sat quietly in their seats, watching the fight in silence.

Everyone wants to be that fisherman, this is the so-called martial arts family.

Mu Xuan was held tightly by Qian Hui, and persuading him to go up would only cause trouble.

"puff!"

Qin Song was stabbed in the chest by A Yanzheng, the blood slipped down the tip of the sword, and the murderous aura permeated everyone, no one dared to move forward rashly.

His lover was injured, Li Cheng drew his sword and rushed over, Ren Ke's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he came to Ah Yan's side in the blink of an eye, Yan Wang's sword blocked his head, and then Li Cheng killed him with all his strength. trick.

A deep mark was drawn on the scabbard, and the word "Yan" on it could no longer be seen.

Seeing this, Ah Yan quickly backed away as if he was born after death.

Ren Ke retracted his sword and backed away coldly, holding the scabbard with his right hand, looking down at the sword marks on the scabbard, his eyes were cool, standing proudly among the heroes.

Just as he was about to make a move, someone stood in front of the sword abruptly and asked in an unbelievable tone: "Brother Ren, Uncle Li, what are you..."

Then turned to look at him, saw his white and clean face, his pupils dilated and covered his mouth in surprise, "Brother Ren, your face!"

Ren Ke frowned slightly, seeing Li Cheng's whole body was worried, "Huan'er get out of the way."

Li Huan turned around abruptly and stood in front of him stubbornly.

"Huan'er, what are you doing!"

"Uncle Li, brother Ren is a good man, why did you kill him?"

Li Huan's tone was firm, Ren Ke liked to watch the scenes of relatives killing each other the most, his hand holding the sword was slightly relaxed, and he watched the show calmly.

Qin Song covered the sword wound and explained weakly: "Huan'er, he is not a good person, he is the living king of Hades, and he is the one who killed Uncle Qi and Doctor Xu."

Hearing this, Li Huan turned pale with shock: "What..."

She turned her head slowly, looked up at him, and asked tentatively, "Brother Ren, is it true?"

It's boring to focus on yourself so quickly.

Ren Ke rubbed the sword marks on the scabbard, thinking about how to make Li Chengzhong betray his relatives.With a cold face, he replied: "I killed it."

The tone seemed to be talking about what he ate just now, as if he didn't kill anyone.

His eyes were too calm, as calm as a dead person. At this moment, Li Huan only felt scared from the bottom of her heart. This person she always called brother made her feel scared.

"Why! But...why did you lie to me?"

"Lie to you?"

Ren Ke suddenly laughed, with disdain twitching at the end of his eyes.

How have I ever said that I am a good person, and how have I ever lied to you.

The calmer he was, the more afraid Li Huan retreated, and asked in a deep voice, "Why did you kill Uncle Qi, why?"

The fear in her eyes made Ren Ke feel ironic. Many people looked at him with such eyes, so-called relatives, friends, and strangers.

This kind of look has already made him feel numb, but it is just a few calls to brother, he has never responded, it is nothing.

"Step aside!"

Yan Wangjian closed the scabbard and pointed at the distraught little girl. The person holding the sword had a cold voice, murderous eyes, and a kingly aura that could not be underestimated.

Mo Wen jumped out suddenly, opened his sword, protected the timid Li Huan behind him, and pointed his sword towards the person in front.

Ren Ke's eyes were cold, and the Hades Sword in his hand seemed to glow with blood at that moment, as if he couldn't wait to drink blood.

"Who dares to touch my disciple."

Reeking of alcohol, Ren Ke frowned.

These days, there are so many meddling idlers.

Kong Jiang stood beside him, with a long knife in his hand, ready to be unsheathed at any time.

"Senior, I am not your apprentice."

"Sooner or later it will be."

"..."

This is frustrating, how long will it be sooner or later?Maybe it will be when he dies.

Qin Song: "Senior Kong, what are you doing!"

Kong Jiang shook the flagon and hung it on his waist, and said calmly:

"I don't care whether he is the living King of Hades or the dead King of Hades. I only know that he is the person I like. Whoever dares to have trouble with him, I will have trouble with anyone."

The two camps are very obvious, Ren Ke only has three people, and what they have to face is thousands of so-called martial arts decent.

The air was filled with murderous intent, Qian Hui slowly stood up, and said to everyone:

"Today is the day when the Martial Arts Alliance gathers. Blood should not be seen. I think you should put away any grievances and wait until after today to resolve them?"

Wen Quanshu retorted angrily, "No! The king of Hades is so sinful, how can he let him go. Besides, isn't the purpose of this martial arts gathering is to eradicate villains in the world?"

Someone echoed: "That's right, let's work together to take him down."

Kong Jiang gave him a supercilious look, and said disdainfully, "You have a good idea!"

Qian Hui wanted to say something, but Ren Ke raised his sword to stop him.Yan Wangjian spun around his wrist a few times with the scabbard on his back, and Kong Jiang stared straight at him.

"It's not impossible to kill me, just to see whose sword is faster than my arrow."

He spoke unhurriedly, in short, everyone could hear every word clearly, and then men in black appeared in every corner.

Every piece of black is embroidered with the pattern of the other shore flower. Some hold swords in their hands, some are bows and arrows, and there are hundreds of people at least.

Seeing this, everyone turned pale with shock, especially Li Cheng's expression became extremely weird.

Qin Song was even more angry and incoherent.

"you……"

Kong Jiang laughed heartily, slapped him on the chest, and said proudly: "Apprentice, so you have a second hand!"

Ren Ke dodged his grasp and sneered at Li Cheng, "Master Li, your conference is really not very good."

Qin Song insisted, "It doesn't matter if you have a lot of people, there are many more people in Hengshan than you."

Ren Ke lowered his eyes slightly, looked up at the stern Mo Wen and the frightened Li Huan, and slowly turned around and rubbed the scabbard.

Naturally, there are many people in Hengshan, but unfortunately not everyone wants to be a snipe and clam, more of them want to be a fisherman.

He looked aggrieved, pursed his lips slightly, thought for a while and said: "Then I can only ask you to think about your family members, especially Sect Leader Li, you have to think about Mrs. Sect Leader."

When Li Cheng heard this, his face turned livid, "You! How dare you!"

The family members also began to panic, and the hands holding the weapons began to erratically.

The momentum was almost suppressed, Ren Ke raised his hand and stretched his waist, and said mockingly: "I don't want to kill people this time, I just have nothing to do to join in the fun. If you want to fight, I will have to fight to the end."

He was just betting, betting his own life, to see if this so-called upright martial arts man really hated evil and hated evil, disregarding life and death for justice.

Li Cheng could guess what he wanted to do, but he didn't dare to gamble, because now his people were no more than Lin Qiuping, if he insisted on fighting to the death with the living Hades, he would have much more to lose.

He is not willing to benefit others.

Li Cheng withdrew his sword resolutely, and raised his hand to signal everyone present to withdraw their swords.

The sound of closing the sword on the field was endless, Ren Ke thought it was pleasant to hear, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was about to fall asleep.

"Very well, there will be a period later."

He glanced around, almost retracted his sword, then turned and left.

Mu Xuan heaved a sigh of relief, got up to leave, and suddenly saw Wen Quanshu rushing over.

"Take your life!"

Suddenly there was a violent voice behind Ren Ke, as well as the sound of hurried footsteps, mixed with the exclamation of some people.

The scabbard slipped off, and the sword in the right hand pierced the quiet air with blood. With a sound of "click!", the field became even quieter.

Mu Xuan was stunned.

Wen Quanshu fell to the ground without any warning, his eyes were still staring like copper bells, and his hands were still in the stabbing posture, already leading the way.

Everyone gasped, more surprised than surprised.

The person died without even seeing the movement of the sword clearly. This person is too terrifying, even more terrifying than ghosts and gods.

Ah Yan picked up the scabbard, and Ren Ke threw the sword into it accurately, and the sound of closing the sword broke the silence.

All kinds of voices sounded, and some were just about to move.

Ren Ke's eyes were still cold, without any murderous aura, but his eyes were more pure than those of a scholar, and his voice was cold and indifferent, as if he was telling the scriptures, "If you are not afraid of death, you can come again, and I will accompany you to the end."

He looked up and saw that everyone was just posing but didn't dare to go forward. He squeezed his fingers and turned to leave. From the beginning to the end, he didn't take a look at the dead person on the ground, nor did he look directly at anyone present.

Kong Jiang blinked his eyes and hurried to catch up: "Disciple, wait for the teacher."

As soon as Ren Ke left, the field immediately became chaotic. Mo Wen's hand that had been in stalemate suddenly let go, and the sword fell to the ground.

Li Huan called him crying, "Brother Mo."

Mo Wen seemed to be seriously injured, and he was a little unstable. Li Huan supported him tightly, and asked him what was wrong with concern.

"Where is your pain?"

Mo Wen looked at the sword on the ground and shook his head, holding the position of his heart with his left hand, making people feel even more distressed without saying a word.

He obviously didn't move a single bit of strength, but he seemed to be injured all over his body.

The people in Qishan all evacuated. In order not to be noticed and surrounded, Leng Yue, who had already been waiting, arranged for them to disperse in batches, and most of them lived outside the city.

Ren Ke and Mu Xuan went to the Xiaoyue Inn in the city, and when they reached the alley, he suddenly drew his sword and slashed at the people who had been following him, Kong Jiang drew his sword to resist.

The knife broke in two instantly, and the Hades sword hung above his head.

Mu Xuan gasped, the Lord is mighty.

If Ren Ke used half of his strength, not only the sword would be broken, but also his head.

Kong Jiang was startled and hastily put down his hands, and he was the first to speak and scolded: "Are you trying to deceive the master and destroy the ancestors?"

Ren Ke's eyes were cold, he closed his sword and said: "You are not!"

Kong Jiang jumped in front of him, and said proudly: "If you learn my drunk knife, you must be better than me. Are you really going to try it?"

"not going to."

Ren Ke knew that the knife just now was an ordinary knife, and it must not have been used by this drunken fairy, so he couldn't explain that his drunken knife was not powerful.

If it is not powerful, there will not be so many people fearing and admiring it.

Kong Jiang scratched his head, puzzled: "Why?"

Just when the cold wind hit, a smell of alcohol wafted away, Ren Ke turned his head sideways, frowning, and pulled Mu Xuan back a step.

"Heavy alcohol!"

"..."

The three words made Kong Jiang speechless for a while, and watched him enter the alley.

Kong Jiang is also a persistent person, so he lived with Ren Ke, sitting in the lobby drinking and waiting for him every day.

Ren Ke didn't go out for nothing, as if the two were in a stalemate.

On the contrary, Mu Xuan was very upset, always felt that he would attract people's attention if he followed closely, so he didn't show any kindness to this drunken fairy, if he couldn't beat him, he might send him away directly.

Leng Yue's daily reports and investigations are probably all about the current situation of Hengshan.

Now, some martial arts factions, some who don't care about their business, have left Hengcheng, and some who are self-righteous are still wandering in the city.

They all thought that if they could win the King of Hades, they might become famous in this arena, or it would be great to get a share of the pie.

Everyone is making wishful thinking, treating others as fools and thinking that they are extremely smart, but they don't know that in the eyes of others, he is the most stupid.