Fantasy Script: I Am The Villain Of Destiny

Ye Xuan squeezed his cuffs and carefully wiped the dusty mural, staring at the densely packed human race kneeling on the ground, raising his hands to greet the holy light of the sky.

"You must have seen it at that time. The owner of the blood stained on the sword is very likely to surpass the existence of the ninth level of the Venerable Martial Realm."

As Ye Xuan's fingers continued to reach into the mural, getting closer and closer to the holy king with black horns on his head, the holy king who was supposed to be still in the holy light suddenly rubbed and waved his hands to tear the holy light above his head, revealing a fierce light on his face. Shouting at Ye Xuan.

"And this sword can easily decapitate its head, one can imagine how fierce this sword is."

Ye Xuan held the bottle and poured himself a glass of wine, then pushed the bottle to the opposite side and said with a smile.

Shengtian smiled and said: "What he is afraid of is not the sword, but the blood on the sword."

Shengtian sat on the chair carelessly, the wine glass never left his hand, looked at Ye Xuan with satisfaction and said.

"My lord didn't eat it, because this guy's meat was stinky and hard, so he took his life back."

Ye Xuan put down the wine glass, looked at Shengtian and said Yoyo.

"The conditions given by the young master are already very generous. If this condition is placed outside, I don't know how many people are willing to work for me, the young master."

"I didn't expect that there is still a holy king of the eighth level of Reverence Martial Realm hidden here."

It was as if a gust of wind swept through, and Shengtian, who was lying lazily on the throne, appeared on the other side of the wine table in an instant, with his eyes bigger than a ball.

When the black devil's eyes were red and he was mad and wanted to rush out of the picture, he saw that Ye Xuan suddenly had a purple wooden box in his hand.

Ye Xuan squinted at the Holy King in the light in the mural, and slowly raised his right hand to grab it towards the mural.

He has a life script system in his body, what else can he get?

"So my lord, I simply sealed it in the mural."

These are all prepared by Ye Xuan in advance in the space. Ye Xuan is considered half a foodie. Whenever he is upset or in trouble, he will set up a table like this for his own pastime.

"Actually, according to what you think, it's not difficult to catch a powerful and talented saint."

The purple wood box slowly opened a gap, and a sharp sword intent bloomed throughout the palace.

"My lord, I gave it to you directly like this. I'm very sincere."

Shengtian's voice was like a demon whispering, constantly bewitching Ye Xuan.

"The power contained in hundreds of real names can easily support you to step into the ninth level of the Venerable Martial Realm, and it is even possible to step into the realm above the Venerable Martial Realm!"

"When the young master is in the world, I will allow you to carry the banner by my side."

Ye Xuan slowly put away the purple wooden sword box that had opened the gap. Since the holy king of the ninth level of the martial arts has been scared away, there is no need to continue calling out this sword.

If Ye Xuan is not mistaken, the figure drawn in this holy light is obviously a holy king.

"I'm getting more and more satisfied with you."

"As long as you nod your head, these are yours."

Ye Xuan looked at Shengtian's unpromising look, and said with a smile, "Didn't you capture a lot of human races before, don't they have some good things on them?"

Shengtian sat down carefully, and the wine bottle was suspended in the air and poured into the jade cup.

"Think about it, the real names of the hundreds of saints' top powerhouses are equivalent to the majority of the saints' heritage. As long as you succeed in the end, then you will be able to seize the lifeline of the saints with one hand."

"Then you can directly find someone who is willing to work hard to cooperate."

The mural was like a stone smashing into the water, causing ripples, and the right hand actually sank into the mural.

An embarrassed look appeared on Shengtian's face, "Actually, I tried it from the beginning, but without exception, I failed. I don't know if the old blind man did it on purpose, all the saints who step into the town will be terrifyingly oppressed. Win, it's a disadvantage from the start."

"Where did you get this sword?"

Shengtian touched the armrest of the throne, hehe smiled and said, "Speaking of which, it is really a coincidence that the young master got this sword."

Ye Xuan also took a sip of his wine, "I didn't say I wanted to cooperate with you."

Ye Xuan stretched out his hand and pressed the Holy King of Bull Horns back to the mural, tsk tsk.

"Let a holy clan carry the real name, and then rescue your holy clan incarnation. Since then, the fortune has skyrocketed, and then led the holy clan to rise completely. Isn't this a good script?"

Logically speaking, the origin of this sword is so incredible, and it is reminiscent of the weirdness that Ye Xuan saw in the vision.

"However, I want Xiaoye to tell you, unless you agree to cooperate with Xiaoye."

Shengtian smiled lightly and said, "You have good eyesight. The real name of this black demon saint king is Kong, and he is one of the few saint kings who has not been eaten by me."

"This this this..."

The Black Demon Saint King in the mural showed a timid expression, but he turned around without hesitation and ran away, hiding in the mountains in the mural, daring not to show his face.

He was very curious about how Shengtian got this bamboo sword.

"In addition, the mountain and river body forging exercises that I carefully selected are not suitable for the saints, so they could not meet the conditions at the beginning, and they could only choose the human race."

"It's just that this guy has a very violent and stubborn temperament, and it's annoying to die in it for three days and a half to destroy it."

"Your conditions can indeed impress most people, but for me it is far from enough."

"Ye Xuan, although this is indeed full of dangers, but if it succeeds, the benefits will be huge."

Ye Xuan smiled and waved his sleeves, and a jade table appeared in front of him, with two pots of wine and a dazzling array of snacks on it.

Shengtian pouted, took a sip of his drink, and said angrily, "Those impersonal guys only cultivate and improve their realm strength all day long, and they basically have magic weapons, elixir, etc., where would anyone be like you. Bring a table of delicious food.”

"No matter how much you resent the Holy Race, it's about your freedom and you should try it."

"Because for me, the conditions you gave, I will definitely rely on myself to get them in the future."

Ye Xuan looked at the purple wood sword box with a surprised expression. Although he knew the power of this bamboo sword, at least a dozen taboos were banned. This could scare away the holy king of the eighth level of martial arts even before the sword was released. ?

"The treasure of opportunity contained in this town's holy tower can make countless human saints mad, and this is only between your thoughts."

"Sit down, pour your own wine and prepare your own food, I won't serve you."

Shengtian immediately grimaced, but still did not forget to quickly put vegetables in his mouth.