Transmigrated Villain: Starting by Removing the Female Lead's Supreme Bone

On their way to Wanjiantai, Suhe and Zixia kept thinking about the words of their seriously injured disciple before he died.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded from ahead.

Suhe and Zixia immediately stopped and looked warily in the direction from which the sound came.

A gaunt old man was seen staggering towards them.

He looked disheveled, his clothes were tattered, but he held a strange longsword in his hand.

The sword emitted a chilling, eerie light that sent shivers down one's spine.

"Senior, may I ask who you are...?"

Su He asked tentatively, a hint of unease creeping into his heart.

The old man raised his head, revealing a face covered in wrinkles.

"Who I am is unimportant; what matters is the broken sword in your hand!"

Su He paused for a moment, then subconsciously tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

"You...you recognize my broken sword?"

The old man suddenly burst into laughter, a shrill and eerie sound.

"Haha, of course I know it! It's my lifelong dream!"

Zixia frowned, stepped forward, and blocked Suhe's path.

"Senior, what do you mean by this? What does our broken sword have to do with you?"

The old man stopped laughing, but the madness in his eyes intensified.

"What does it matter? This broken sword was originally mine! It's what I've pursued my whole life!"

Su He and Zi Xia were both stunned. They hadn't expected that this seemingly down-on-his-luck old man would have such an obsession with the broken sword.

"Senior, if I may be frank, this broken sword is a family heirloom, not something you are after."

The old man's expression suddenly changed.

"That's it! That's it! I've finally found it!"

He raised his longsword and let out a roar.

"Boy, I'm taking your broken sword!"

Before he finished speaking, the old man raised his sword and thrust it at Su He. The sword energy was sharp and filled with killing intent.

Su He was shocked and quickly drew his broken sword to meet the attack.

With a "clang," the two swords clashed, sparking dazzling flames.

Su He felt a powerful force coming from him, which almost sent him flying.

Su He was secretly alarmed, realizing that he had encountered a true master this time.

Seeing this, Zixia quickly drew her longsword and joined the battle.

"Suhe, be careful! This old man's origins are unknown; we can't be careless!"

Suhe and Zixia worked together seamlessly, battling the old man.

The three figures moved swiftly through the forest, their swords flashing and emitting a series of piercing sounds.

Although the old man was advanced in years, his actions were not slow at all.

"Hahaha, is this all you've got? You dare to wield a broken sword?"

Su He gritted his teeth, a surge of anger rising within him.

"Old man, who are you? Why are you trying to steal my broken sword?"

The old man sneered, "Who I am is unimportant. What matters is this broken sword, the culmination of my life's pursuit! With it, I can dominate the martial world and become the King of Ten Thousand Swords!"

Suhe and Zixia were both shocked, never expecting that the old man had such ambitions.

"King of Ten Thousand Swords? You're dreaming!"

Zixia shouted, swinging her longsword even more fiercely.

The old man laughed wildly, "Dreaming? I mean what I say! As long as I get this broken sword, I can enter the Ten Thousand Swords Platform and control all the famous swords in the world! At that time, the entire martial arts world will have to submit to me!"

Su He was startled when he heard the words "Ten Thousand Swords Platform".

He recalled the dying words of the critically injured disciple and suddenly understood.

"So that's how it is. This old man is probably here for the Ten Thousand Swords Platform too!"

Suhe's fighting spirit is even higher.

Under no circumstances should the broken sword fall into the old man's hands.

The two unleashed their full power, their sword strikes relentless, like a storm of wind and rain as they attacked the old man.

The old man was also shocked, never expecting these two young people to be so troublesome.

"Damn it, I didn't expect you had so many tricks up your sleeve! But today, I'll get my hands on this broken sword no matter what!"

The old man roared, and suddenly unleashed an even more powerful aura.

A blinding red light suddenly appeared on his sword.

"What...what is this?"

Su He was shocked, feeling as if the broken sword was about to slip out of his control.

"Haha, see that? This is my secret weapon!"

With this, your broken sword is already mine!

No sooner had he finished speaking than the old man launched a fierce attack on Su He.

His sword energy was extremely sharp, actually piercing through Su He's defenses and leaving a bloody wound on his body.

Upon seeing this, Zixia exclaimed in surprise and rushed forward to help.

But the old man's attacks were too strong, and she could only barely defend herself, unable to retaliate.

Su He clutched his wound, his face deathly pale.

He felt his internal energy seemingly draining away.

"Damn it, this old guy's sword actually has the ability to absorb true energy!"

Seeing this, Su He quickly drew his broken sword from his waist and assumed a defensive stance.

The old man in front of me, who calls himself "Sword Maniac," is no ordinary person.

The sword energy emanating from him was enough to prove his high level of cultivation.

"Senior, my name is Su He, and I have no intention of offending you. May I ask why you have taken action?"

Sword Maniac did not answer, but just laughed wildly, swinging his longsword even more fiercely.

His swordsmanship is unpredictable, sometimes as fast as lightning, sometimes as slow as flowing water, ever-changing and unfathomable.

Although Su He was a seasoned veteran, he couldn't help but feel a headache in the face of such swordsmanship.

He could only rely on his years of combat experience to barely parry and look for an opportunity to counterattack.

"Haha, kid, your swordsmanship is not bad, but you're still too green!"

Su He gritted his teeth, secretly devising a countermeasure in his mind.

He suddenly felt a strange vibration coming from the broken sword in his hand.

The vibration seemed to be responding to the aura of the sword in the Sword Maniac's hand.

Su He quickly and carefully sensed it.

The sword in the Sword Maniac's hand actually had the same aura as his broken sword.

The two swords clashed, producing a peculiar resonance and a pleasant buzzing sound.

Suhe was shocked.

Sword Maniac seemed to have noticed this as well.

"I never expected that the broken sword in your hand would be so similar to my treasured sword! It seems that the origin of this broken sword is probably not simple!"

This sword likely shares the same origin as the broken sword.

Could this also be part of that peerless divine sword from back then?

We must not let this sword fall into the hands of the Sword Maniac, no matter what.

"Sword Maniac, you'll never get my broken sword! It's my life, and I will never give it to anyone!"

Su He roared, and the broken sword in his hand burst forth with a dazzling light.

Sword Madman sneered, "Boy, you're too naive. Before absolute power, your will is utterly irrelevant! Today, I'll show you what true swordsmanship is!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly unleashed a powerful aura, and the longsword in his hand glowed with a dazzling red light.

The light resonated strangely with the patterns on the broken sword.