Practice starting from the villain female supporting role

In the stands, Zhao Yuan looked down at Yun Qianye with a playful expression, and all the disciples around looked like they were enjoying the show.

Zhao Yun lowered his head, as if making a statement: "When she was still alive, I dismembered her body piece by piece, and watched her show a painful expression, which made me feel like I was alive."

Yun Qianye stared at Zhao Yuan, as if he wanted to eat her alive: "Zhao Yuan, you bastard! Let her go!"

The disciples of Wanling Sect behind them also turned pale looking at Zhao Yuan.

Everyone in the entire sect knows about Zhao Yuan's bad taste, he is simply inhuman.

"Let her go?" Zhao Yuan laughed again: "Okay, come here and take off your clothes!"

Undress?
He actually asked him to undress in public!
Zhao Yuan, that bastard, actually wanted to humiliate him in public with this method!
Yun Qianye's face was covered with blood, and he looked at the crowd around him, feeling desolate in his heart.

Banter, sarcasm, fun.

It's like watching a monkey in a cage.

He lowered his eyes and squeezed out a hoarse voice through his teeth: "Okay, I promise you, you let her go, let her go."

As long as Ah Cao can be saved... there is nothing he can't do!
"No, don't, brother, don't, Ah Cao doesn't want it!" Ah Cao who was being carried by Zhao Yuan shook her head frantically, her eyes filled with tears.

Brother, don't!

Ah Cao is not worth it!

Ah Cao struggled fiercely, Zhao Yuan watched with interest, seeing Ah Cao who was struggling desperately, and gradually increased his strength, Ah Cao stopped struggling in an instant, and his face turned red.

　"You want to die?" Zhao Yuan smiled like a devil, he looked at Ah Cao and said softly:
"Okay, if you die, how about I let your brother accompany you. The whole family should be neat and tidy."

"No, don't!" Ah Cao struggled to stop.

She doesn't want her brother to die.

Zhao Yuan turned his head and sneered, looking at Yun Qianye who was covered in blood: "Why, you still don't take it off, do you want me to strip you naked myself?"

Yun Qianye looked up, it was Qian Yunzong, after all, he still didn't wait.

He seemed to be so powerless all his life, in Wanlingzong, and now.

On the stands in the distance, Wang Sisi, dressed in white, lost her spirits and held her chin: "Senior brother, this is too boring!"

Seeing Junior Sister Wang like this, Liu Ruyu was helpless: "Junior Sister, this Tianyuan Grand Competition is just the third round, so don't hold it against you."

The Tianyuan Grand Competition has nine rounds in total. Since the registration for the competition ended three days ago, it has just entered the third round.

"Then why are we here so early?" Wang Sisi yawned and complained, "It's better to go to the imperial capital for a stroll."

Liu Ruyu supported her forehead, she absolutely must not let the junior sister go.Otherwise, even they themselves are afraid of being mortgaged here: "I'm not satisfied if I eat my brothers into paupers!"

Wang Sisi stuck out her tongue: "Brother, I didn't do it on purpose, and I'm not alone."

"There are them too!" Wang Sisi turned to look at the senior brothers aside, only to find that they were watching the game very seriously even when they stopped falling.

Wang Sisi puffed up her mouth angrily: "You..."

She looked fiercely at the nearest Senior Brother Zhao.

"Ahem, what did Junior Sister and Senior Brother say? I just watched too seriously and didn't hear it." Senior Brother Zhao replied with a confused face.

A group of disciples were making harmless jokes, but Atu, who was hidden in the void, opened his eyes in an instant.

His distant and indifferent gaze seemed to have passed through the ring and saw the bloody man.

In the distance, Yun Qianye unbuttoned her hands tremblingly, and her coat fell off, accompanied by tears.

No one can save him, and no one will save him. The world has never been kind to him.

His coat peeled off, and the coolness penetrated into his bone marrow. In his gloomy heart, countless weeds were growing crazily.

At this moment, he is like a wild beast, screaming silently but no one can hear it.

Zhao Yuan's nasty smile was enlarged and gradually went crazy.

Even trembling with excitement!
This kind of feeling, yes, that's it, how wonderful it is to step on the soles of a person's feet and humiliate him!

Look, that angry look, the expression of gnashing teeth, there is nothing more beautiful than this in this world.

A group of disciples of the Wanling Sect looked at the crazy Zhao Yuan and were silent.

Brother Zhao is extremely talented, but his perverted interests are also frightening.

But, so what, the bully is not them, but a waste, a proton.

All the disciples of Wanlingzong looked at this scene with sneering faces, and some even had wicked smiles on their faces.

Clothes were peeling off in one piece.

suddenly,

"Peng" sounded.

Just as Yun Qianye continued, it seemed that something fell to the ground.

Zhao Yuan's smile froze on his face.

Blood spurted out from the neck like a fountain of blood.

The strong smell of blood permeated the field, and Yun Qianye was stunned.

The Wanlingzong disciples were also stunned.

Because Zhao Yuan was beheaded.

The head was cut off directly!
Yun Qianye saw through the blood-blurred eyes that not far away, a black figure appeared there at some point, with a butcher's knife in his hand, dripping with blood, dripping onto the ground, stained red stands.

Things happened too fast, in an instant, everything was over, the demon who was still enjoying killing turned into a corpse, not even a word of struggle was left behind.

I'm afraid even Zhao Yuan himself didn't know that one day he would die so silently and cleanly.

All the disciples of the Wan Ling Sect just looked at it, their eyes widened, but then the strong smell of blood filled the mouth, and the gastric juice surged up.

Such a way of killing.

"Europe!"

devil!

A group of disciples looked horrified and dispersed quickly, causing commotion in the entire martial arts arena.

A-Tu didn't care, he held a butcher's knife and walked towards Yun Qianye: "Yun Qianye."

His words were very light, like an ordinary sentence, but it was not a question, but a statement.

Seeing this black-clothed figure appearing like a devil, Yun Qianye replied in a daze:
"Yes."

A-Tu nodded, looked at Yun Qianye in silence for a moment, then threw the black shirt on him to him:
"You are weak, you wear too little, and you catch cold easily."

Yun Qianye's upper body was exposed, and her fair skin was covered with scars, but no one would care.

The black outer shirt was casually thrown on Yun Qianye's body, but the warm clothes made Yun Qianye laugh.

"Thank you!"

Yun Qianye twitched the corners of her mouth, smiling like a child who got candy.

Atu didn't answer, remaining taciturn as always.

Yun Qianye didn't care, he looked up at the man who was as cold as a knife, the corner of his mouth raised, God, maybe, this time, I blamed you wrongly.

With trembling hands, Yun Qianye could only barely put the black coat on her body, but she couldn't put it on anyway. He looked up at Atu, wanting his help.

But Atu just watched, without the slightest thought of reaching out, and even closed his eyes.

The young master went to Wanlingzong to look for him, but he didn't expect this person to come to the imperial capital of Tianyuan Empire, and even to the arena of the Tianyuan Empire Grand Competition. In such a situation just now, he had no choice but to make a move.

In A-Tu's soul, a gray mist line extending to a distant and unknown place was gently moved.

a long distance away.

Ying Ziluo, who was rushing through the void, stopped for a moment. She received a message from Atu. She had contacted Atu when she left Wanlingzong.

Tell him to find Yun Qianye as calmly as possible, and not to act rashly, because behind Yun Qianye there is a Sect Master of All Souls.

With Atu's strength, he couldn't resist at all, and he might even match up with a group of Thousand Yuan Sect disciples. She absolutely couldn't accept such an ending.

Ying Ziluo looked up into the distance, a pair of stars as deep as the night sky.

A sense of ominous premonition on a whim made her shudder.

Is it too late?
Thousands of miles away, it would take at least half an hour to advance at full speed with her Dou Zong's strength.

As for other ordinary flying artifacts, they are not as good as walking on foot.

Maybe...Blood overflowed from the corner of Ying Ziluo's mouth, and her fair skin became strangely whiter against the blood.

In the soul, the gray fog line fluctuated rapidly, and the message was transmitted thousands of miles away: "Atu, let's go, take Yun Qianye and get out of there."

Ying Ziluo closed a pair of star eyes, Tu, you are not allowed to die without my permission, you must wait for her!

Holding the butcher's knife, Ah Tu was thinking about Ying Ziluo's words, when he raised his eyes and saw Yun Qianye lying beside Ah Cao, he rarely frowned: "She's fine, she just fell asleep!"

Yun Qianye breathed a sigh of relief, raised her head and was about to ask A-tu: "Are you..."

however,
Before he could speak, he was completely drowned out by a loud bang.

At the same time, countless people's expressions also changed, and their hearts sank: "This is the Tianyuan Empire's competition venue!"

To be so blatant, directly coercing the imperial capital of the Tianyuan Empire, and directly slapping the Tianyuan royal family in the face.

Don't die?

"Look, the sky!" One person's eyes lit up, motioning everyone to look up to the sky.

A stalwart body of sapphire blue appeared in the void.

Old, simple, majestic!
The stalwart middle-aged man has a majestic complexion, wearing a royal blue shirt, with three drops of water dotted on his chest.

The suzerain of Wanlingzong, Wanlegu!
The Wanling Sect Master has been in charge of Wanlingzong and oppressed Xihuang for nearly a hundred years, and his actions are unparalleled. I don't know how many people hate him, but no one dares to say a word, even behind his back.

Everyone in the world is afraid of the Sovereign of All Souls, and no one dares to express the sorrow of Wan Jia. This is the truest portrayal of the Sovereign of All Souls. This is not only a strong man, but also an existence that makes countless people fear.

In the distance, on the stand, the Lord of the Tianyuan Empire was dressed in a bright yellow brocade robe, with gold and silver threads outlining a lifelike golden flame, his slender fingers curled tightly, nails embedded in the flesh, and the palms of his hands were bloody.

The suzerain of the Wanling sect is too deceitful.

But as a qualified superior, forbearance is only the most basic.

"Order Jin Yanwei to escort everyone in the arena to evacuate!" the Lord of the Tianyuan Empire squeezed out a sentence through his teeth.

This account, his Tianyuan Empire, will settle it sooner or later.