The woman in black robe fell backwards and hit the stone peak, knocking down many falling rocks. Her body, which had not yet transformed into a dragon, felt like it was struck by lightning. She violently coughed out a mouthful of blood, and her golden eyes dimmed.
The remaining three took action in anger, and the battle was about to break out.
"Gale, gale, gale!"
A sound like a roaring mountain and a tsunami sounded from the deepest part of Li Longyuan's heart, and the Yanling Storm Horn field descended.
The substantial storm tornado rose from the sky above the stone forest like a huge funnel, forming a vortex that stirred up the wind and clouds in the sky, causing strange phenomena in the world for a while.
The white man chanted one after another, and the golden eyes of the three people beside him became more and more bloodthirsty. Even the woman who had been seriously injured before gradually recovered.
Yan Ling·Wang's Attendant, Sequence No. 28 of the Yan Ling Periodic Table, selectively increases the hostility and aggressiveness of living bodies in the field and strengthens body functions, accelerating blood flow, and even causing blood beads to ooze from the skin. It cannot be treated self-effect.
Li Yongyuan just opened his golden dragon eyes as majestic as a king, and did not use the basic ability of Yanling and Zunshi to interrupt. For him, the warm-up has just begun.
The handsome young man slowly opened his arms, and the invisible tornado lifted his body up like a wind god.
The three people who had received the boost from the King's Attendant stepped on the ground with their toes, used their strength to push off the stone forest cliff beside them, and then leaped in front of the boy out of thin air.
The three of them jumped up from three different directions. The short alchemy blades in their hands were all shining with a dark luster. They were coated with the highly toxic potassium cyanide. The effect was so violent that the fatal dose for ordinary people was only 12 mg, even for mixed-race people. Bloodline is also hard to resist.
At this time, the boy's body was in the air, and he could be attacked from almost all sides, and no place could block the dagger attack.
Thinking of this, the three men in black robes couldn't help but smile cruelly under their hoods.
But Li Longyuan also sneered. Of course he was in the air, and there were flaws all over him.
But they are also in front of him, and they are also in the air.
The keel state allows Li Yongyuan to perfectly control his body's center of gravity and the point of exertion. While punching down with both fists, he kicks his legs to both sides, just like a jumping pommel horse in a gymnastics performance. The posture is weird, but very practical.
The short alchemy blades in the hands of the three people who jumped up narrowly missed Li Yongyuan's white shirt. The lining of this custom-made suit instantly became like the cloth strips on a beggar's body, but the role of the short blades was limited to this, and it did not even Any tiny cut on his body.
The degree to which a boy can control with such subtle precision in battle is simply astounding.
On the other hand, these three people were hit hard by this pair of fists and legs, and their bodies quickly flew backwards, hitting the stone peak hard and splashing countless small gravels.
If they knew Liuhe Quan among the top ten Chinese boxing arts, they would know why Li Longyuan had the confidence to stand in the air.
Liuhe refers to the four directions of southeast, northwest, and up and down. It can exert its greatest effect in the middle of the sky where there is no sky and no earth.
The battle in the rugged stone forest never stopped for a second. Li Longyuan's body quickly tilted down, riding the wind and heading straight towards the person closest to him, taking advantage of his illness to kill him!
Countless gravels collapsed again, and dust rose all over the ground. Even the white man who was chanting the words stopped and his golden eyes were filled with surprise and uncertainty.
Just now, the boy fell from the sky like a king. The ferocious majesty of the golden eyes made him stunned for a moment and he had no time to rescue him. The next second, he saw this young man rushing forward and pushing his seriously injured companion deep into the rocks with one hand. The nearly ten-meter-high stone peak collapsed suddenly, sending dust all over the ground.
What kind of monster is this?
If he had come for me just now, he would probably have half of his body buried in the soil by now.
"Slamander!"
The only woman among the four shouted, her tone vaguely anxious, as if there was some kind of special relationship between them.
"Saromanda? Great name."
A cold and plain voice came out, and the gray and yellow smoke gradually dissipated. Xin Cun's three men in black robes reunited, staring at the slender figure slowly walking out of the rubble after the collapse of the stone peak. No more contempt.
They finally confirmed one thing. If they didn't go all out, even the four of them, the strongest fallen hybrids under the hybrid monarch, would die in the hands of this terrifying young man one by one.
He is as powerful as a real ancient dragon, even more powerful than some fourth- and fifth-generation pure-blood dragons.
The handsome young man's slender figure was completely revealed from the smoke, and the golden eyes under his black hair were still shimmering.
He casually tore off the already tattered white shirt on his upper body, revealing a muscular body that looked like white marble. The bones exploded like crazy, and the keel began to integrate.
And the man in black robe named Slamander may be buried under the pile of rocks forever.
"If my guess is correct, this name should represent salamander or lizard, which means the spirit of fire in Western epics."
The boy did not continue to do anything, but instead grinned with a big smile, even though it represented irony in their eyes.
"Before the periodic table of elements was created in the early Middle Ages, Western alchemists believed that the world was composed of the four elements of earth, fire, wind, and water. If my guess is correct, you should be based on these four elements. Is his name a code name?"
Seeing that the three of them were silent, the boy continued his reasoning.
"Gnome! (Elf of the Earth, Grom)"
"Sylph! (Wind Elf, Sylph)"
"Undine! (Water Spirit, Undine)"
Seeing Li Longyuan as expected, the three of them reported their names to show their recognition of their opponent.
"I will carve your names on your tombstone." The boy listened very carefully and replied cold-bloodedly. The beautiful and tiny lines in his golden eyes gradually lit up one after another. For a moment, he didn't know which one was more like a monster.
"Wasairuyusa!"
The noble and majestic Long Wen spat out, and the three figures who had been staring at Li Longyuan carefully and vigilantly froze for an instant.
The scene in their minds now was like rolling white clouds, and they could vaguely see dark scales spreading out from the clouds and disappearing in a flash.
The three of them leaned over carefully to get a closer look. "Boom", they saw huge golden dragon pupils suddenly appearing in front of them, filling the entire field of vision. Their minds went blank with the majestic mental impact of a dragon king.
All the dragon literature, words and spirits, and battles were completely forgotten at this moment.
"not good!"
By the time they reacted, their body's instinctive reaction was already frantically warning them.
Li Longyuan stepped hard on the rubble with his right leg, leaving a deep hole on the ground before diving towards the three of them like a cannonball.
The calf muscles hidden under the slim black trousers tightened instantly, and a straight whip kick hit the three men in black robes with a harsh sonic boom. Their bodies flew upside down and hit the rock wall of Shifeng before falling again. Coming down, the hurricane wind surrounding the long legs even tore their wide pure black robes to pieces, revealing their ferocious bodies with iron-green dragon scales spread inside.
"Is it also an experimental product of evolutionary medicine? It seems that this organization gave you such a code name because it wants to use these medicines to cultivate the new four monarchs?"
The handsome boy sneered disdainfully, seeming to be mocking the mastermind behind the scenes for not overestimating his abilities. He thought he could steal the supreme authority of dragons, but he didn't know that this was just the key to open Pandora's box.
"Sylph, Undine, fight quickly." The leading white man ordered.
This godlike and demonic boy is not only powerful in combat, but also has extremely strong logical reasoning ability. He can analyze the goals that the organization has been trying to achieve just by using their names and their physical abnormalities.
The three of them took out the injection needle at the same time, inserted it into the wrist vein, and injected all the bright yellow liquid inside. When Yan Ling was interrupted by an unknown force, they had to increase their trunk strength to fight against the terrifying boy in front of them.
The dim dragon pupils lit up instantly, with a crystal yellow texture, and the round pupils narrowed into a vertical line, which was extremely dangerous and strange.
The three of them looked at each other in tacit understanding and set off at the same time. The environment they were in now was a narrow path with towering stone peaks on both sides, which was very suitable for hand-to-hand combat.
Punch, elbow raise, knee lift, kick, every part of the young man's body in the keel state is the sharpest weapon, and he shows no sign of weakness when fighting one against three.
If he was as fast as the wind with a sword in his hand and his movements were elegant, then without a sword at this moment, he was as violent as thunder, running rampant.
Every time a blow hit the opponent's dragon-shaped body, there would be a dull sound of physical contact. They could not withstand such rapid and domineering power.
But the three people on the opposite side still fought back extremely ferociously, and no one dared to show fear in such a fierce confrontation. They clearly know that this is their last chance. Once someone escapes, they will undoubtedly end up defeating them one by one.
"What a monster!"
Even though they were high-risk fallen hybrids, they couldn't help but sigh that the strength of the young man in front of them was far beyond their imagination. Even the hybrid monarch could not stand shoulder to shoulder with him in some aspects.
Because the mixed-blood monarch mostly relied on the range damage caused by the release of high-risk word spirits, but he did not split the rocks with his bare hands just by relying on his physical strength.
The three of them became more and more frightened as they fought. They fought and retreated, and fought from the beginning to the end of the path in the gap between the stone peaks. Their bodies, which had been amplified by the use of evolution potions, were gradually unable to withstand it.
In the fierce battle, the handsome young man did not give them any room to breathe. He rose up, his golden eyes filled with majesty, and raised his right hand high, as if holding the five mountains of Kyushu. Then he turned his fist into a palm and smashed down on the three of them, at close range. The harsh sonic boom even caused them to experience temporary tinnitus and deafness.
Shaolin's seventy-two stunts, big stone-breaking hand, ground-breaking style.
Invisible surging waves in the air shook and undulated. At this moment, the three gold-level A-level hybrids were all slapped with blood by this terrifying palm, and even deep pits appeared in the ground beneath their feet.
If they knew enough about Orthodoxy, a half-breed organization that was invisible and watertight, they would find that it was essentially a giant dragon. Ordinary people could only glimpse its scales and feathers, but those who looked up to them became taller and those who drilled them became stronger.
Countless years have passed, and many people and things have returned to dust, and dust has returned to dust, dissipating into a wisp of smoke.
But the orthodox people are like the immortal gods in Chinese historical legends who have jumped out of the reincarnation of troubled times, watching the birth, old age, illness and death of mortals, and collecting the essence of their wisdom.
He neither interferes nor shows up, but always controls the wheel of fate, impartially.
