I’m Really a Villain

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When this blade exploded in front of his eyes, Zhong Xin subconsciously greeted him with his sword.

Then a force from nothing came from the blade, and Zhong Xin was hit and flew out.

“How is this possible,” he was moved, and he couldn’t even resist the power of this blade.

And the direction he flew out was exactly where the monster was.

The monster hit Zhong Xin with a punch, and Zhong Xin didn’t even have time to react and was hit directly into the ground with a punch.

He coughed a few times, spit out a mouthful of blood, Zhong Xin looked up at the monster in front of him.

Although the power of this monster is barely the Emperor Vein Realm, and there is no spiritual wisdom.

But it used to be Divine Beast after all, and the majestic divine might suppressed everything.

The divine might is like a tsunami that has rolled up 1000 waves. If there is a monster beast in front of him at the moment, I am afraid he can’t even move.

Fortunately, Zhong Xin is a Human Race, and Bloodline’s suppression is not so strong, but his body movements are slower.

This monster’s divine might be like a Gravity Space. Zhong Xin doesn’t want to fight with it. After all, Xu Zimo is still next to glare like a tiger watching his prey.

But at this moment, with the suppression of divine might, Zhong Xin knew that if he didn’t solve the monster first, he had no chance to escape.

He can dodge the monster’s attack, let go of his mind, and slowly raise the long sword in his hand.

At this moment, he closed his eyes tightly, and an endless golden light radiated from the long sword.

The long sword is like a scorching sun possessing the body, shining brightly above the blade.

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Everyone has their own legend, and people often sing the praises of heroes who are admired by the world.

Their stories have been circulated for 100000 years and have been recorded 100000 times.

However, in this world, not only heroes have stories.

There are so many people who were not even cared about.

You and I,

Perhaps everyone, no matter how strong or weak, is noble or not, everyone has their own story.

Zhong Xin, Ranked Fourth of the World Wind Cloud List Ranked Fourth, is called “Flowing Light Swordsman.”

Zhong Xin remembers very clearly, since the day he was born, he has been blind.

He can’t see the outside world, because of his particularity, no one wants to make friends with him.

Everything he knows is obtained from stories told by others.

For example, the sky is cyan and the cloud is white.

The little girl who was telling him the story told him that she was very long-sighted and well-defined, but she laughed a little silly.

Later, the girl who told her the story left. I heard that she was bitten by a poisonous snake while going up the mountain to collect medicine.

At that time, he longed for light, longing to see the world.

Until one day, an old man came to the town where he lived.

He came across an unpredictable New World from the old man, and the word “cultivating” appeared in his mind for the first time.

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“I heard the people in the town say that you possess great magical power, and you killed a white tiger with a single finger, are you a fairy?”

The old man looked at him laughed, waved his hands several times in front of his eyes, and asked, “Can’t you see?”

“Yes, can you help me?”

“Remember, child, in this world, except your parents, no one will help you for no reason.

All you can rely on is yourself. “

“What should I do?”

“In my opinion, everyone actually has two pairs of eyes, one pair of heart eyes and one pair of clear eyes.

Bright eyes will lead you to know this World and see the most superficial things.

And Xinyan can let you know this World at a deeper level.

Although your eyes are blind, your eyes are still bright. “

“How can I open my mind?” he asked ignorantly when he was young.

“Seriously feel this World,” the old man only replied to him, and gave him a token before leaving.

Tell him that if one day he can open his mind, let him come to True Martial Sacred Sect to find himself.

Since then, Zhong Xin knew that he had a goal in his life, and he began to try to feel this World.

The flow of the river, the heat of the flame, the noise of the wind, the cold stone.

He learns to feel this World, feel the existence and change of 10000 things.

Until one day, he saw a beam of light, which was the first rays of light he saw in his life.

In those boring and dark years, he saw light for the first time.

Since then, that beam of light has been with him, even if his eyes were cured later, he still used to look at this World with his heart.

Later, he also learned that the old man who reminded himself was the great elder of True Martial Sacred Sect.

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Zhong Xin closed his eyes, and the light flickered on the tip of his sword. The reason why he can be called “Flowing Light Swordsman”.

The fundamental reason is that his sword is fast, as fast as light.

Zhong Xin slowly wielded the long sword. Lin Ruhu and the others on the side looked very slow, as if they could dodge it with no difficulty.

But in the next second, I saw Zhong Xin at the neck of the monster.

A very conspicuous sword mark appeared on the monster’s huge body.

Its hideous head fell directly from its neck, and the monster didn’t even react.

Zhong Xin stood holding a sword, and the red robe looked extremely hideous under the light of blood sprayed from the monster’s neck.

Zhong Xin turned his head and pointed his sword at Xu Zimo.

He had rarely used this light before, because he had a premonition in his heart, and his mind became weaker and weaker since his bright eyes were restored.

Although he has always wanted to look at the world with his mind, for some reason, his mind is far less bright than when he first came into contact with cultivating.

He can also clearly feel that his response to this light is getting weaker and weaker.

Zhong Xin even has a hunch that if he uses this light a few more times, I’m afraid he won’t be able to sense it again.

So he rarely uses it now, just as his own killing move.

Zhong Xin looked at Xu Zimo indifferently. Just as he was about to swing his sword at Xu Zimo, a big hand suddenly stood up and pinched him in the palm of his hand.

Zhong Xin was horrified. He turned his head to look around with difficulty, and saw that the headless monster stood up again.

It seems that the existence of the head is not important to the monster. The monster squeezed him, and the right hand suddenly used force.

Zhong Xin only felt a strong force coming from all around, he was suffocated, his body seemed to be crushed to pieces.

He waved the sword in his hand with difficulty, and with a “wow”, the gorgeous sword light directly chopped off the right arm of the monster.

The right arm fell off his body and Zhong Xin was able to get out.

He frowned and glanced at the monster. He waved the long sword in his hand again, and after a few consecutive swords, the monster that was still struggling instantly all split up and in pieces.

At this moment, a blade with oppression came from behind him.