Could it be that I am the cruel villain?
Chapter 392 - 249: How about we make peace?

Chapter 392: Chapter 249: How about we make peace?

Sarcasm brimmed in his words.

To tell the truth, when it came to the thickness of skin, only Lu Luo could compete in arm-wrestling with him, Jiang Feng. No verbal provocation, no threatening method, could make Jiang Feng let go.

Unless he was sure that the other party wouldn’t pose a threat to his life.

Ying Ling’s strength was much more terrifying than he had imagined. Don’t look at him wielding a magic sword, chasing after this woman to slash everywhere, looking majestic and stealing the show.

In fact, Jiang Feng could be sure that, except for the first sword that directly drew lightning into her body, catching this Joyful Sect woman off guard, the rest of the time what he saw were all illusions.

Yes, the moment the sound emitted from the Joyful Ring, he had already fallen into the illusion created by this woman.

Illusions and lies are the same; if they are too fake, they can be seen through at a glance; if too true, they are easily exposed. The best solution is to mix truth with falsehood.

They hadn’t been fighting for long, but he could be sure that apart from their first encounter, the rest of the time this woman was probably hiding in the shadows, using illusions to cope with him.

Observing from the sidelines, like an unreal reflection, just as his senior sister said, the cultivators who could appear in this area were all the most outstanding and distinguished disciples of the great famous sects.

If it weren’t for using the woman’s psychological effect of looking down on his cultivation, pretending to make a big fuss to attack the distant illusions, exposing a huge flaw, he might not have had the chance to get close to Ying Ling.

But even if Ying Ling was somewhat reckless, both parties were still mutually restrained. Neither dared to act rashly, with a dagger and an Emei Piercer pressed against his waist and right chest respectively.

Neither of them would die instantly, but he wasn’t sure he could come out unscathed, and vice versa. Ying Ling could feel the threat coming from the man’s fingertips, and she didn’t dare to bet either.

"How did you figure it out."

The expression of grievance on his face immediately vanished.

Although it was a cute baby face, that aloof look gave a strong sense of oppression, the cold eyes swept across his face, as if scrutinizing or looking down with contempt.

The woman in front of him was one of the most direct disciples of the Joyful Sect. Although she was not as prominent as Cen Yueyue in the Southern Border, she was basically equivalent to a direct heir of a Nine Peaks Peak Master from Purple Cloud Palace. At only twenty-four, she was already at the Peak of Core Formation, and it was almost certain that she could step into Nascent Soul before entering Phoenix Heavenly Cave.

But it was not certain that Jiang Feng could do so in two years.

Ding ling ling—

The familiar sound.

It wasn’t that Jiang Feng was deliberately shaking the Soul Summoning Bell, but from the moment he realized he had fallen into the adversary’s surroundings, the Soul Summoning Bell had already been taken out and placed in his bosom.

As the two of them fought, these two magic treasures were also to put to the test against each other, resonating and inevitably they had to fight to the death.

A hint of surprise flashed in the woman’s eyes. A bell like this magic treasure was rare because its appearance represented the manipulation of the environment and control over people’s hearts and spirits. In the Central Plains, it would be considered a heretical object by most, which was part of the reason why the Joyful Sect’s reputation wasn’t very good.

After all, no one liked being manipulated by illusions, but now Jiang Feng actually had such a magic treasure in his hands?

"So it is, but this bell of Young Master Jiang seems somewhat out of line with the noble righteousness proclaimed by your sect. Why would Young Master Jiang, who is endowed with righteous thunder, possess such an evil object?"

The blunt inquiry.

She felt a strong aura of viciousness emanating from Jiang Feng.

The Soul Bell he possessed was of a low grade, even describable as insignificant, but the aura of viciousness it contained was unmistakable and it was able to clash directly with her Joyful Ring.

Such a wicked object must have been stained with much blood and how many souls it stole to refine such a vicious object.

Of course, Jiang Feng would never use the lives of others to nourish magic treasures.

Perhaps the honored ones still remember. Last month, when he went to Shuipang County for the fierce battle with the Golden Monk, Jin Shan. Some of them were injured, some crippled, and Jin Shan wielded the Thirteen-story Exquisite Tower and the Buddhist Bell, leaving them without temper.

But after that battle, the Exquisite Tower was shattered, the Buddhist Bell was slashed into a lump of scrap metal, and the aura of viciousness and lost souls all escaped. They had nowhere to go, so his Soul Summoning Banner and Soul Summoning Bell became the best receptacles.

Lost Souls are just dead, not stupid.

Demon Night True Monarch’s one strike could tear apart the entire Fangcun Mountain Grotto Heaven. These lost souls had no choice but to enter it voluntarily. Later, when Jiang Feng was up and about, he accidentally discovered how many refined lost souls were hiding inside his Soul Summoning Banner and Soul Summoning Bell.

Moreover, each possessed no small strength. It was only later that he figured out what had happened, which was both amusing and annoying. He was not so rigid in his thinking that, as a disciple of a noble and orthodox sect, he should avoid entanglements with objects of viciousness and the like. Given his nature, he would naturally make full use of what was available.

Look, now it’s being put to use.

"To deal with evil objects, one must use evil objects. Each to their own kind."

The Emei Piercer prodded forward in a flash!

Jiang Feng’s fingers also pressed down harder, and the woman stared straight into the youth’s eyes, showing not the slightest trace of fear.

When it comes to verbal sparring, Mr. Jiang has never been afraid of anyone in his life.

A simple sentence was all it took to stir up anger in Ying Ling’s heart. In fact, there was no real conflict between the two; they fought fiercely, even risking their lives, simply because both were in a bad mood.

One was called an old madam, had Gu Worms implanted in her body after starting a fight, which frustrated her greatly. The other heard news about his fiancée and even ran to his hometown to pull grass out of the grave, stirring up memories from the past decade, so it would be strange if his mood were good.

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