Fairy, I really am a villain!

This guy can't be a bad guy...

The two men had just reached the door of Yueming Tower, and before the servant with the soft hat came up to greet them, there was a commotion in the street ahead.

Many people rushed past them, and some shouted at the top of their lungs: "The sect competition has started ahead of schedule, everyone hurry up and get on the mountain!"

"Fuck, didn't we agree to meet at twilight hour? I just came down from the mountain!"

A strong man who was drinking tea on the street kicked over the table and rushed towards the mountain.

The two looked at each other, and Luo Qingni hurriedly pulled him towards the mountain gate.

After another high-intensity sprint, Fang Xiwen arrived at the foot of the Tianyu Gate mountain, panting heavily, in front of one of the stairs going up the mountain.

The people in front of them passed smoothly, but when it was their turn, they were stopped. The male disciple guarding the gate looked unhappy and stretched out his hand, "Invitation."

"Why don't you read their invitation?" Luo Qingni glared at him.

"It's up to me whether to look at it or not." His eyes stopped at their clasped hands and he sneered, "If you can't take it out, get out of here."

Fang Xiwen knew that he was deliberately making things difficult for her, and she laughed in anger, making the unique voice of a villain, "You dare to stop me, do you know who I am?"

"you..."

The disciple looked at him for a while, his face turned pale, but he still said, "But you can't go up without an invitation."

puff.

Luo Qingni was amused by his threat and drew her sword without any further ado.

The cold light shone on the male disciple's face, as if it had slapped him in the face.

The latter's lips trembled, and when Luo Qingni made a gesture to stab him, he sat down on the steps.

"Go!"

After loosening his grip, Fang Xiwen ran up the stairs without looking back.

Luo Qingni raised the corner of her mouth, looked at the angry and frightened male disciple, took out her invitation from her arms and handed it over, looking at the high steps.

The boy had run away without a trace, leaving only the people coming and going.

'goodbye. '

She said softly in her heart.

Chapter 10 It’s okay

Tianyu Gate, the central stage.

This is a platform built on the mountainside, covered with glowing bluestone slabs. Intricate array patterns can be vaguely seen on it, and it must have been specially reinforced.

This place is usually used for martial arts performances and exchanges. During formal occasions such as sect competitions, staggered steps will be raised on both sides for visitors to sit down and watch.

The steps were almost completely filled with people, and the cheers of the onlookers were overwhelming.

For a competition of this scale, since Tianyumen does not set any restrictions on visitors, there will be a lot of people coming to watch - people with connections will receive formal invitations and sit in special VIP seats.

As a subsidiary sect of Xuanxiao Sect among the three major Taoist sects, Tianyu Sect jointly organized the competition with surrounding sects at a high level, but the key reason why it was able to fill up the seats was because of her participation.

The current senior sister of Shushan Sword Sect, Fang Qingxiao.

She was a woman in a plain white dress. She sat at the front of the VIP seats, and the battle on the ring was clearly visible to her.

She still habitually put herself in the shoes of both sides of the battle, thinking in her mind how to respond.

But this time, she was distracted, which was extremely rare.

When I turned around, I heard the presiding elder's announcement, "The winner has been decided. The winner is Ye Baiyu!"

"Ooooooh!"

"Brother, that move he just made was so fierce, what kind of unique skill is that?"

"In my opinion, it should be the third move of Fengyu Sword Technique, 'Wind and Fire Rolling Thousand Miles'. Combined with his corresponding mental method, he is truly invincible!" The man called Senior Brother had some admiration in his eyes, "With his strength, he shouldn't be just an outer sect disciple."

"A sect descendant who was able to reverse the four orifices upon entering the state of enlightenment, you say this is an outer sect disciple?!"

Facing the cheers and exclamations of the crowd, the young man in black named Ye Baiyu seemed very calm.

He did not walk down from the arena, but sat cross-legged quietly on it, looking at his biggest opponent - Fang Qingxiao.

The eldest sister of the Shushan Sword Sect has opened the four orifices, and is born with a clear and bright sword mind. She even masters one or two external sword moves!

Normally, he wouldn't have a chance of winning.

But today he not only wants to win, but also wants to win beautifully!

Fang Qingxiao was still in a trance. There could only be two things that could happen in this situation. Either something would happen to her, or, most importantly, something would happen to her younger brother.

She really wanted to drop the competition and go look for him, but her fellow apprentice sister in the sect agreed to the bet on her behalf, and Fang Qingxiao was extremely trustworthy, so she couldn't get away.

She could only suppress the uneasiness in her heart and accumulate sword power over and over again, but she did not take out the Frost Sky Sword.

It vaguely gave her a bad feeling, so Fang Qingxiao hadn't communicated with it recently.

"Xiwen, is there something wrong..."

At this time, the numbered spirit stones she placed on the table began to glow, indicating that it was time for her to go to the arena.

Seeing this, Fang Qingxiao suppressed all the emotions in her eyes and slowly walked towards the stage.

An extremely sharp aura was slowly released, making even the soft white dress seem dazzling.

She stood on the stage, unlocked her locked sword intent, and was about to draw her sword——

"Wait a moment!!"

A shout came from the audience. Fang Qingxiao immediately stopped what she was doing and looked back. There was a young man in brocade clothes standing on the steps.

His clothes were a little dirty, and his boots had a small hole in them. Only his handsome face looked clean. He held a light blue sword in his hand and shouted, "The Frost Sky Sword in your hand is fake, don't use it!!"

There was silence on both sides of the stairs for a moment, and then lively discussions broke out.

"The Frost Sky Sword is the master sister's life weapon, right..."

"What he meant was that the one in Senior Sister's hand was fake, and the one in his hand was the real one!" A Sword Sect disciple in a long robe laughed, "This guy must have lost his mind. How could Senior Sister give her life magic weapon to someone else!"

"Look carefully, that's the third son of the Fang family," a chivalrous woman recognized him, and a chill ran down her cheeks. "He's the one who asked you if you were virgins and if you were willing to spend the night together..."

Countless malicious words fell, drowning and swallowing him.

I never thought the Third Young Master's reputation would be so bad...

He looked at the woman on the stage in silence and wanted to hand over the Frost Sword, but the competition had already begun.

The sword was finally delivered, but the competition started half an hour earlier.

Even if you know the plot, you can't change it.

On the stage in the distance, Fang Qingxiao tilted her head to look at him, then revealed a generous and bright smile.

Fang Xiwen was stunned for a moment, then she nodded in this direction, "Then there's no need."

As she spoke, the woman casually took out a refined long sword, gestured to the referee, and both sides began to announce their names.

"Tianyu Sect's outer disciple, Ye Baiyu."

"Shushan Sword Sect, Fang Qingxiao."

Knowing that Fang Xiwen was fine, her heart was completely at peace, and her sword intent became more and more smooth.

Glancing out of the corner of her eye, she found that Fang Xiwen was staring at her intently, and the corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously.

Then, let’s make a quick decision.

"start!"

At the referee's command, the two men unexpectedly did not try to test each other, but instead fought hard!

With this sword, Fang Qingxiao had the upper hand and almost broke his stance. Ye Baiyu had no choice but to retreat several steps with the huge black sword in his hand, looking very embarrassed.

But she didn't seize the great opportunity.

Because there were cracks on her sword.

"A sharp weapon?"

"Senior Sister, I'm coming!"

After taking a short breath, Ye Baiyu rushed up again, wielding the huge sword very smoothly, smashing it down heavily several times!

when!when!when!

Although Fang Qingxiao could see the weak points of each attack and could resolve them with very little force, cracks appeared on the sword body after repeated attacks.

"What a fierce sword technique! It makes me want to pull my thing out too!"

"Master Sister, the situation is not good. There is too much energy to be used to maintain the long sword..."

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Fang Qingxiao's sword would soon break into pieces.

And Ye Baiyu would not let go of this opportunity. He would rather suffer more injuries and be hit by sword energy more times than not, but must hit the same spot hard!

when!

With just a crisp sound, the fine iron sword was completely shattered into pieces!

"Senior Sister, even though it's the weapon that matters, I win this time!" As he said that, Ye Baiyu stepped forward quickly and slashed down with the giant sword!

"Not necessarily." Although she was forced to take two steps back by the force, Fang Qingxiao's expression remained calm.

After dodging a sword by leaning sideways, the broken sword blades actually gathered in her hands!

"Disperse."

Ye Baiyu slashed down with another sword, and Fang Qingxiao had no way to avoid it, but countless sword fragments also swept him away like a storm!

They died together!

At this moment, all the movements on the ring were slowed down, and a Taoist priest in a white robe suddenly appeared in the middle.

A transparent Dharma image flashed by, and the power of the two killing moves disappeared instantly!

Strong outdoor scene!

The two men, who had used all their strength, retreated to the side. Ye Baiyu was bleeding a lot, while Fang Qingxiao's hair was just a little messy.