Oh no! I, the weakling, have become the villain!

Chapter 492 Greed

The white-robed old man let out a haughty snort.

"You're right, this is Qingyun Academy's territory, but this territory was built by you lowly ants!"

"I'm in charge here!"

Xu Yao's face darkened, and a strong killing intent surged in his eyes.

His gaze swept over the martial artists watching from afar.

"Whoever can kill that old devil for me, all the treasures here are his!"

"Such temptation is enough to make many people take the risk!"

A cunning glint flashed in Xu Yao's eyes, along with a hint of greed.

His voice carried far and wide, attracting the attention of many.

Many people turned to look at Xu Yao, a hint of hesitation flashing in their eyes.

"Kid, you're going to anger me if you say that!"

The white-robed old man's face was filled with intense killing intent, and his eyes flashed with sharp killing intent.

"Do you think I'm afraid of you? Do you think you're that strong?"

"You're just a mere Xuan-rank Martial Master. I could kill you with a single slap!"

A mocking look appeared on Xu Yao's face as he looked at the white-robed old man with a sarcastic expression.

"you wanna die!"

The white-robed elder was thoroughly enraged by Xu Yao, and a chilling glint flashed in his eyes.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes, giving him a look that suggested he wanted to devour someone.

"I'm provoking you! Today I will kill you!" Xu Yao said with a sneer.

"I will definitely show you what it means to be high above and low below!"

The white-robed old man said coldly, "Now you can die in peace!"

As he spoke, he slashed out with his longsword.

A harsh voice sounded.

Xu Yao's body flew backward rapidly, and a piercing sound of air being torn apart erupted from his body.

A deep bloodstain appeared on his chest, and blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

His body crashed heavily to the ground, creating a huge crater.

Blood gushed from his body, staining the ground crimson.

Xu Yao lay on the ground, his face pale, with streaks of blood slowly sliding down from the corner of his mouth.

"Xu Yao, weren't you so arrogant? Now you're lying on the ground like a dead dog!"

"Haven't you always thought you were very powerful? Now I'm giving you a chance to kneel down and beg for my forgiveness, and I might consider sparing your life."

When the white-robed elder saw Xu Yao's severe injuries, a cold smile appeared on his face.

He felt utterly contemptuous of Xu Yao's strength, thinking that Xu Yao was far too arrogant and conceited.

"I will never kneel before you, and you will never make me kneel down!"

Even if I kneel down, you can't do anything to me!

"You damned old dog, don't be so arrogant."

Xu Yao got up from the ground, looked up at the white-robed old man, and said through gritted teeth.

His heart was filled with deep hatred for the old man in white robes.

He never imagined that he, the young master of the Xu family, would suffer such humiliation in front of so many people.

This made him look extremely angry.

If his spiritual energy hadn't been almost completely depleted, he would have killed this old dog in front of him without hesitation.

Xu Yao looked at the white-robed old man in front of him, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, and a surge of overwhelming killing intent welling up inside.

"You won't shed a tear until you see the coffin, so in that case, just die!"

The old man in white robes frowned slightly, and his face instantly turned ferocious.

A terrifying aura emanated from his body, giving him an extremely chilling presence.

As soon as he finished speaking, he swayed and attacked Xu Yao again.

A sharp longsword slashed towards Xu Yao's neck.

The sharp blade flashed through the void like lightning, tearing through it with an incredibly terrifying aura.

"Break it for me!"

Xu Yao's expression changed drastically. He quickly circulated his spiritual energy and slammed it hard against the longsword behind him.

A deep, muffled explosion suddenly rang out in mid-air.

The sword energy unleashed by the white-robed elder collided with the fist force of Xu Yao, producing a deafening roar.

A crisp snapping sound rang out from the point where the two sword energies met.

A dazzling white light burst forth, and fine cracks appeared in front of the white-robed elder.

Xu Yao's expression changed, and he spat out a mouthful of pure blood, his body once again staggering backward.

A pallor appeared on his face.

He couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood, staining his chest red.

Blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, a stark and glaring sight.

A look of madness flashed in his eyes.

"Xu Yao, do you have any last words to say to me?" The white-robed elder stared intently at Xu Yao and said coldly.

"You old dog, don't be so smug. I won't die."

"I will definitely go back for revenge, just you wait!"

"I'll make you regret messing with me!"

Xu Yao looked at the white-robed old man opposite him and said, word by word.

His eyes were filled with resentment and anger.

"I'll be right here waiting for you to come and take your revenge, but I don't think you'll ever have the chance!"

"Because you no longer have the chance, and you no longer deserve the qualification!"

"I'll send you on your way right now!" the white-robed old man sneered, his eyes filled with ruthless killing intent.

His figure suddenly rushed towards Xu Yao, his sword swing carrying overwhelming power.

Powerful sword energy was released from his hands, transforming into sword shadows in the air and slashing fiercely towards Xu Yao.

Wherever those sword shadows passed, the space seemed to be made of paper, instantly cleaved open with shocking cracks.

"Damn old man, you can't kill me!"

Xu Yao's expression changed, and he quickly activated his power to resist.

Powerful sword shadows slashed at him, shattering his protective shield.

Xu Yao suffered another severe injury and spat out another mouthful of blood.

Blood kept spilling from the corner of his mouth, and the anger in his eyes was almost completely consumed.

"You old bastard, I'll grind you to dust and make you wish you were dead!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at the white-robed old man and roared, word by word.

Even if you want revenge, you need to be alive first!

"Your strength is not bad, but you have no chance of defeating me. So I advise you to kneel down and submit to me!"

The old man in white robes burst into laughter, saying with a mocking expression.

"I don't believe you'll ever have another chance to kill me in your lifetime."

The white-robed old man snorted coldly, his gaze fixed on Xu Yao as he spoke.

Xu Yao nodded with a livid face. He knew that there was absolutely no chance of him killing the old man in front of him now.

The white-robed old man's eyes flashed with intense killing intent as he looked at Xu Yao.

The sword light in his hand became even more dazzling, and a vast power was released from his hand.