I am a True Villain Chapter 1488: Young Master Muyang, Zhan

The golden armor warrior said impatiently.

Xu Zimo frowned slightly, then frowned, and asked: "To be honest, who is going to see me?"

"You'll know when you go," the golden armor warrior replied.

"Sure enough, it looks like you lied to me," Xu Zimo said.

"So what," the golden armored warrior snorted coldly.

But as soon as his voice fell, Xu Zimo's figure was already violent.

Directly pinched the opponent's neck with one hand, and the powerful force directly slammed the opponent's head against the wall next to him.

The walls are broken, like tofu.

The figure of the golden armored warrior was also embedded in the wall, and blood flowed out.

The golden armor warrior doesn't seem to react yet.

Someone dared to do it themselves in the Temple of the Sun.

This can be said to be ground breaking on Tai Sui's head.

"You want to die," the golden armor warrior said furiously.

But his voice fell, and Xu Zimo hit it again with a punch.

Just listen to the "boom".

The fist was like a strong wind, and it fell heavily on the face of the golden armored warrior.

The golden armor on his body shattered, revealing his **** face.

"Go ahead, who is looking for me," Xu Zimo replied.

"I won't tell you, you are dead," the golden armor warrior's eyes were spiteful.

"I'm not dead, I guess you won't see it, but you will definitely die," Xu Zimo sneered.

He took another shot.

This palm has a strong sense of oppression, the kind of palm intended to make the other party mortal.

"Wait a minute," the golden armored samurai also panicked, and hurriedly shouted.

"What?" Xu Zimo smiled.

"Counseled?"

"I'm telling you, you let me go," said the golden armor warrior.

"Okay," Xu Zimo nodded.

"It's Son Muyang," the golden armored warrior replied.

"I originally reported to Saintess, but instead of seeing Saintess, I was stopped by Young Master Mu Yang outside.

After he heard about it, let me take you to see him. "

"What kind of stuff is Mr. Muyang?" Xu Zimo asked.

"He is the Young Master of our Temple of the Sun, with the same status as Saintess." The golden armor warrior replied.

"What did he see me for?" Xu Zimo asked suspiciously.

I don't seem to know each other.

"I don't know this, but the Young Master must have his thoughts," the golden armor warrior replied.

"Well, I have said everything I should say now, you let me go."

"Sorry, I regretted it," Xu Zimo smiled.

He squeezed the golden armored warrior's neck directly, and extinguished the ashes burned by the opponent with a fire.

In fact, from the moment the other party lied to him, he was doomed to death.

Xu Zimo looked to the front, he actually wanted to meet this young man Muyang.

He walked forward alone, and the flames around him changed from the original golden color to golden red.

Finally, the figure of Xu Zimo stopped in front of a lake.

The whole lake is golden.

The sparkling waves seem to refract a sun in the void.

In front of the lake, is a thatched house.

In front of the thatched house, a young man wearing a linen gown was sitting by the lake, holding a fishing rod and fishing on the lake.

"Young Master Muyang?" Xu Zimo asked.

"What are you looking for Qinger for?" the young man asked, focusing on fishing.

The Qing'er in his mouth should be Murong Qing.

"My acquaintances recounted the past, I don't need to report to you," Xu Zimo said.

"Qing'er has been chanting a person's name ever since he came back from the evil domain."

Young Master Muyang said: "If I expected it to be right, you are the person she knows in the evil domain."

"You have enough nonsense, just say whatever you want," Xu Zimo replied.

"Qing'er and I have been childhood sweethearts since I was a child, and I have had a marriage contract with her.

So I remind you, stay away from her," Mr. Muyang replied.

Xu Zimo shook his head and laughed.

"It seems that Murongqing doesn't like you, otherwise you wouldn't find a sense of existence in this kind of thing."

"What did you say?" The fishing rod in the young man's hand broke directly, and he slowly stood up from the ground.

He is very powerful all over.

As if a storm is gathering.

Of course, the strongest thing is the flame on the surface of his body, which is really like the sun, burning everything at an indescribable high temperature.

The golden and red flames are rioting.

"I said, you can only look for presence here," Xu Zimo repeated.

"It seems that you are not afraid of me. Believe it or not, I can cancel your quota for the place of origin?" Young Master Muyang said.

He is the Young Master of the Temple of the Sun, and there is a certain amount of gold in his words.

"Then believe it or not, I can make all of you fire people kneel and call my father?" Xu Zimo asked.

He holds the flow of water in his hand.

This is something that can make up for the flaws of the fire race and let them reach a higher peak.

It is no exaggeration to say that people of the fire race, if they want to go higher, they must need the flow of water.

And Xu Zimo is the father of all their fire races.

Young Master Muyang gave a cold snort and directly reached out to grab Zimo.

The faintly exuding momentum is suddenly strong and weak.

It seems to be maintained between the semi-sage and the peak of the great emperor.

"It seems that you haven't even broken through Half Saint," Xu Zimo shook his head disappointedly.

"It's enough to kill you," Young Master Muyang shouted angrily.

When he grabbed it with big hands, the Tyrant Shadow behind Xu Zimo pulled out with a knife.

The violent sword intent directly cut his palm in half.

"Kill," Xu Zimo said softly.

Tyrant Shadow transforms into thousands of sword auras, and is constantly agitated in the void.

The void shattered and surrounded Young Master Muyang.

The opponent keeps breaking the sword intent.

But while he didn't have time to take care of it, Xu Zimo kicked it directly.

The big footprints were on the opponent's chest, and Young Master Muyang's figure fell into the lake.

Young Master Muyang stood up in the embarrassing lake, his whole body already wet.

The breath on his body is weaker.

It seems to have stabilized at the peak of the emperor.

"If it weren't for me to hit realm this time, I would definitely fight you to the death," Young Master Muyang said angrily.

After all, we have to go to the place of origin.

He hopes to make his own strength stronger, so he wants to enter the semi-holy level.

"I'm here at any time, but you have missed my business, how do you calculate this account?" Xu Zimo asked.

"What do you want?

Don't forget, this is the Temple of the Sun," Young Master Muyang snorted coldly.

This is his territory~IndoMTL.com~He is the Young Master of the Temple of the Sun.

So he believes that Xu Zimo will not mess around.

"I, I, I never follow the rules," Xu Zimo deceived him directly.

Said it and killed it.

Tyrant Shadow hovered above the head, endless sword intent gushing out.

Young Master Muyang wanted to defend, but it was too late.

A strong sense of oppression hits again.

Xu Zimo was as fast as lightning, and once again hit Young Master Muyang and kicked the opponent away.

"Damn it," Young Master Muyang was a little disheveled, furious.

Behind him, True Fate appeared.

A golden sun is shining out.

The sun seems to swallow everything.