You've never seen such a righteous villain [Transmigration Book]

Hua Wenyue was forced to take a few steps back, he raised his hand to shake Mo Chenyuan away, and looked down at his chest.

The bright red blood soaked through the skirt, which was even more weird against the purple electric light.

He raised his head, and the hatred and resentment in his eyes almost overflowed, turning into a solid body, swallowing these two brats who didn't know what to do.

"The reason why Zongmen raises you is for you to deal with your uncle?"

Hearing Hua Wenyue's question, Lu Qianchuan paused in surprise—it's really unheard of for an inner ghost who has the guts to question them like this.

Mo Chenyuan was unmoved, and stabbed his shoulder with his sword again, and let out a disdainful cold snort following the spattered blood.

Hua Wenyue groaned in pain, and slapped Mo Chenyuan with his palm indiscriminately. Mo Chenyuan couldn't dodge in time, and was about to be hit, but a light blue aura unfolded in front of him without warning. Protect him tightly.

Even though he knew that Lu Qianchuan could not see, Mo Chenyuan still curled his lips at him who stretched out his hand to draw the barrier.

Hua Wenyue suffered two losses in a row, and his strikes became more and more vicious. He looked at Mo Chenyuan for a long time, but he didn't remember which palace disciple this was. When he was distracted, Mo Chenyuan's sword light wiped his temples. Swipe past, whenever he fights back, Lu Qianchuan's barrier will follow Mo Chenyuan to protect Mo Chenyuan, leaving him no room.

Hua Wenyue's heart was on fire, and it got hotter and hotter, and he said sharply: "What are you?!"

Mo Chenyuan wanted to say that it's none of your business, but before he could say anything, Lu Qianchuan hurriedly replied: "You don't need to judge what he is."

The smile on the corner of Mo Chenyuan's mouth widened, obviously very satisfied with this answer.

The two attracted Hua Wenyue's attention head-on, Lu Qianchuan winked at Shi Qingxu, Shi Qingxu immediately understood, and quietly went around behind Hua Wenyue.

After Lu Qianchuan obtained the inexplicable inner alchemy, his skill was no less than that of his senior uncles, but the gap in experience could not be made up overnight.Although Wuming was in a hurry, he could only raise some points step by step when he and Hua Wenyue fought.

On the other hand, Mo Chenyuan, although his skill is not as deep as Lu Qianchuan's, he can easily fight against a monk like Hua Wenyue who takes a sinister way. Hua Wenyue is ruthless, and he is even more ruthless than Hua Wenyue. It's almost a trick to kill.

Wuming praised: "Look at him, learn how that kid fights."

"It's crooked, the heart is on the left, why are you walking on the right?"

"What's the matter with being so old and never fighting? Be tougher, light and flirtatious, how about you massage?"

Every time Lu Qianchuan moved, Wuming would grab his movements and say a few words.There were no compliments, and there were mostly sarcasm, which made Lu Qianchuan complain incessantly, and his movements became more and more stiff.

Wuming sighed: "How did Yan Zi'an accept such an apprentice like you?"

Lu Qianchuan: "..."

Going around, I still couldn't escape this topic.

Although Wuming saw that every move and style of his was not pleasing to the eye, Lu Qianchuan still forced Hua Wenyue to retreat again and again, not to mention that there was Mo Chenyuan beside him, Hua Wenyue was in a dilemma, and soon seemed to be stretched.

Shi Qingxu hid silently for a long time, waiting for this moment.

Her lithe body jumped up, and slapped Hua Wenyue's face with her head and face after chanting a spell for a long time.

Hua Wenyue couldn't dodge it in time, and took the blow head-on. He fell back six or seven steps fiercely, and fell to the ground in embarrassment, unable to get up for a long time.

Without hesitation, Lu Qianchuan quickly stepped forward to hold Hua Wenyue, and cooperated perfectly with Shi Qingxu.

He clamped Hua Wenyue's hands behind his back, and almost carried him two steps forward. Hua Wenyue was limp and unresponsive, as if he had passed out.

Mo Chenyuan reminded: "Brother, be careful of fraud."

Lu Qianchuan didn't pay attention to what he said, and was puzzled in his heart.

In his opinion, a person like Hua Wenyue who grew up spoiled by senior brothers and sisters should be more sunny and free-spirited. It is really unimaginable that he can have such a gloomy and stern temperament in that environment.

Just as he was thinking, the strength in his hand did not relax at all, but Hua Wenyue broke free somehow. Before Lu Qianchuan could react, his five fingers bent into claws and grabbed his neck at a strange angle. Jie Jie With a strange smile: "Didn't your master teach you not to desert in front of Yanling Palace Master?"

Hua Wenyue coughed up two mouthfuls of blood one after another, and the blood stained Lu Qianchuan's white clothes, which was even more glaring against the aura.

He tightened the strength in his hands, and warned Mo Chenyuan and Shi Qingxu who rushed forward: "One more move, and you will take Qian Chuan's body back to the business."

Shi Qingxu wanted to rush forward to make a surprise attack, but was stopped by Mo Chenyuan with one hand.

She raised her brows, she thought that Mo Chenyuan was not pleasing to the eye, and she almost blurted out curses in a hurry, but when the words came to her lips, she was so scared that she went back to her stomach.

The violence and sharpness all over Mo Chenyuan seemed to erupt in an instant, and all the previously carefully disguised peace was thrown away, giving way to the turbulent murderous intent and monstrous hostility hidden under the calm surface.

The young man is like an unsheathed demon sword, sharp, bloodthirsty and cruel.

Lu Qianchuan was so pinched that he couldn't breathe. He took a hard look at Hua Wenyue, and then concentrated his spiritual power on his chest according to Wuming's instructions, so as to slow down the impact Hua Wenyue brought.

Hua Wenyue didn't know that he had already used spiritual power to protect his body, Jie Jie said with a strange smile: "How is it? The proud son of heaven is not used to this kind of feeling of being controlled by others, right?"

"Uncle Hua," Mo Chenyuan stared at Hua Wenyue holding Lu Qianchuan's left hand without blinking like a bowstring tightened, "Eldest brother and I came to find you to return to the sect under the order of the suzerain. Suzerain Said, as long as I can take you back, the old accounts can be written off."

"Fuck it." Wuming cursed.

I don't know which string these few words touched Hua Wenyue. He first sneered twice, and gradually laughed harder and harder. The whole person laughed convulsively. Do you think about the credibility of the lie before you tell it?"

"His master is...Uncle Qin..." Even with spiritual protection, Lu Qianchuan was still out of breath, and could only forcefully squeeze out a few intermittent words from his throat.

Hearing Qin Yufeng's name, Hua Wenyue's insolent laughter stopped abruptly, like an old bellows suddenly striking, and all the noise subsided without warning.

He stared at Lu Qianchuan expressionlessly.

If the ice edges in his eyes could turn into entities, Lu Qianchuan's white clothes would have been soaked in blood and riddled with holes.

Like a child who has suddenly lost interest in toys, he looked at this big disciple who made the whole sect proud with eyes like looking at a rag doll, with a strange and sinister smile on his expressionless face, and then, Like all children who no longer love toys—

Treating Lu Qianchuan as a rag doll, he threw it aside indifferently.

Lu Qianchuan bumped into a stone pillar unpreparedly. Even with spiritual protection, the pain spreading from his back still made him tremble uncontrollably. He coughed twice in the dust splashed, With a bit of spiritual power in his hands, he pushed back, intending to use his strength to sit up.

But the stone pillar was pushed back half a foot by him.

Lu Qianchuan lost his focus and fell back to the ground. He could barely see the figures of the two wrestling with Hua Wenyue in the rising smoke.

He took a deep breath, exerted strength in his hand, and Jing Xing, who fell in the distance, returned to his hand consciously. Lu Qianchuan used Jing Xing's hand to get up and help, but an unknown voice suddenly sounded in his mind: "Don't move!"

Lu Qianchuan was distracted by his voice, his body froze, and he paused for a moment just to avoid the huge ax swinging from his side.

Startled, he looked up the handle of the axe to see a stone giant about three his height standing calmly aside, about to strike a second time.

Almost an instinctive reaction of the body, Lu Qianchuan quickly fell to the other side, and after dodging another blow in embarrassment, he asked Wuming in disbelief: "What's going on?"

"The stone formation has been opened, don't move around, Shi Qingxu knows how to do it." Wuming said.

Lu Qianchuan used Jing Xing to create a light path, and saw the three fighting along the light path were also disturbed by several stone giants and had to concentrate on two tasks.

He squinted his eyes and discerned carefully for a while, and felt that Shi Qingxu's movements were a little inexplicably stiff, as if he was very restrained.

He was wondering, Wuming was silent for a moment and suddenly said: "Is that kid crazy?"

Only then did Lu Qianchuan see what was wrong - Mo Chenyuan's attack was wild and unorganized, and he beat Hua Wenyue indiscriminately. He complained endlessly.

He was stunned for a moment, vaguely feeling that Mo Chenyuan's fighting style was neither the skill of Wanlingzong nor the physical technique of the Demon Race, it seemed that he was the fusion of the two and formed a line of his own.

Lu Qianchuan's heart was beating wildly, and a different sense of gap spread in his heart.

For no reason, he obtained an inner alchemy that was worth decades or even hundreds of years of cultivation by others, and practiced diligently under the guidance of an unknown senior, but he was still a bit powerless against Hua Wenyue, and Mo Chenyuan only had two books. After one month of studying the secret books of the exercises, the progress has been so remarkable.

It's no wonder that there are always supporting characters in upgraded novels who don't like the protagonist. This kind of talent that is too heaven-defying is really astonishing.

However, Mo Chenyuan is the protagonist created by himself, and at the same time of loss, an inexplicable sense of pride arises spontaneously.

Lu Qianchuan smiled wryly and supported Jing Xing to stand up. He didn't quite understand what was going on with his old father who was suddenly mixed with the mood of the villain. array of timing.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but as soon as he joined the battle, Mo Chenyuan's figure quickly eased down, and his shots were more structured.

Hua Wenyue was already at the end of his strength, almost all of his abilities were based on cunning and cunning, if he was a well-matched opponent, he could still fight, but one of Lu Qianchuan and Mo Chenyuan couldn't see the depth, and the other was fierce and ruthless. It was very difficult to deal with.

Coupled with Shi Qingxu's help from the sidelines, and sneak attacks from time to time with the spells of the demons to restrain the monks, this made him even more at a loss as to where to start, and his hatred for these juniors of the sect grew stronger in his heart.

Shi Qingxu went around and finally found the location of the formation. She stood beside a stone pillar that looked no different from other stone pillars, and cut her palm with a dagger. On that stone pillar.

A round totem suddenly glowed under the stone pillar, with a red light that was about to swallow everything. All the stone pillars and stone giants stopped their movements like soldiers obeying the general's order.

Shi Qingxu stood on the red totem, and the coquettish red light made her more and more beautiful.She stretched out a finger, aimed at Hua Wenyue, and called softly: "Get up."

The stone formation moved in response, and all the stone giants aimed their axes at Hua Wenyue.

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