Extraordinary monsters are already rare among ten thousand, and only those in the top fifty on the list of geniuses can be called extraordinary monsters.
There are only a handful of destiny monsters, and they are the kind of beings who are unique among millions of people with destiny.
But Si Xueyi didn't care at all. He said he was destined to be extraordinary. I am above the sky.
The middle-aged man in yellow clothes in the Xuanwang Palace looked shocked, and even a little frightened. He knew very well how terrifying the extraordinary destiny was.
"So what? After all, he is not in the realm of Tiandan. How can we be afraid of him if we join forces? I think he probably relies on the Xuanwu spirit. Just dig it out!"
An old man in purple clothes from Thunder Castle said coldly.
After saying that, he took the lead to kill. Purple electric light surged from his body, and he held a long animal bone whip in his hand. When the electric light was injected into it, the long whip instantly burst into dazzling flames.
This was a top-grade treasure weapon, the Purple Flame Thunder Whip. When he got closer, the whip trembled violently, and it was like a spreading poisonous python that rolled towards Si Xueyi.
"Keep them all!"
A chill flashed across Si Xueyi's handsome face. He was filled with killing intent at the moment and had no intention of letting these Half-Step Dragon Veins go.
Bang!
The golden war spear shook away the purple flame thunder whip, Si Xueyi jumped up, the dragon's power surged from his body, the body of the true dragon shone brightly, he was in mid-air, and the pressure enveloped the remaining seven people.
"With one against seven, you really don't know how to live or die!"
The old man in purple from Thunder Castle took action again, all the electric light on his body burned, and he turned the purple flame thunder whip in his hand and flew out directly.
Roar!
The flames on the thunder whip burned completely, and the animal bones of the whip itself continued to expand, turning into an ancient dragon burning with thunder and fire in the air in the blink of an eye.
"The iron rope crosses the river!"
Si Xueyi injected Dragon Prison True Essence into the war spear and used the Frost Moon Spear Technique. The spear swept across, like an iron rope crossing a river to suppress all directions.
The golden war spear collided with the flame bone dragon, and there was a loud noise, and the thunder and fire on the skeleton was directly shaken away.
Click, click, click!
The bone dragon was also shrinking at the same time, turning into a whip and falling to the ground.
Si Xueyi was in mid-air, and the golden war spear pierced through the air. Golden essence overflowed from the tip of the spear, and the purple-clothed old man was sent flying with vomiting blood.
At this moment, Si Xueyi didn't have much reservation. Dragon Prison True Essence and True Dragon Body were sacrificed at the same time. After the two merged, they erupted with terrifying pressure.
He wanted to use this battle to prove how strong his peak combat power was. His whole body was shining with golden light, and he had an invincible demeanor.
"Who the hell are you? There's no way a Destiny Extraordinary One can be born in Cangxuan Mansion!"
The others were waiting in fear as they resisted, feeling that Si Xueyi must have another identity.
"Who am I? Master, I was the protagonist nine hundred years ago!"
Si Xueyi ignored it, and held the golden war spear in all directions, one person and one shot, firmly suppressing the seven and a half steps of dragon veins.
Occasionally throw the spear out and use the dragon-tiger fist to meet the enemy. The main theme is changeable and unpredictable.
Paint the ground as a dragon and the thunder from the sky as a tiger.
Purple Hell Dragon Lotus burns my dragon body.
Tigers roar and dragons roar!
Si Xueyi stood in the void, and his fist blasted out again, and the electric light in the Purple Prison Dragon Lotus merged with the Dragon Tiger Fist.
This punch hit the middle-aged man in yellow in Xuanwang Palace hard. The real energy in the latter's body exploded on the spot, and his whole body was covered in bruises and blood.
After landing, Si Xueyi pulled out the golden war spear stuck on the ground, turned it with one hand and caused the wind and thunder to roar, easily blocking the attack of the three figures.
"What is your identity?"
The middle-aged man in yellow swallowed a pill, and his injuries healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. He was going crazy, and his thoughts were overwhelming.
"No one will believe you when you tell the truth..."
Si Xueyi laughed at himself: "Why don't you believe that I was the protagonist nine hundred years ago?"
His words were partly a test to see if he could attract some people, partly a lie, and partly due to nature.
It's a pity that no one believes him. This is really bleak... Is our Secretary Xueyi so bad?
When the middle-aged man in yellow heard his words, his face turned dark immediately. Looking at the smile on Si Xueyi's lips, it was obvious that the other party was playing tricks on him.
"Stop talking nonsense to him, you must kill him today, otherwise there will be endless trouble!"
A strong man from the Qinglei Sect came over. He was holding a high-grade sword with intertwined thunder patterns. With a slight wave, light bloomed and true energy surged.
Click!
Si Xueyi resisted with his war spear. After the spear was shaken back, cracks appeared. This ancient spear became even more worn.
"It turned out to be a rag!"
The old man from the Qinglei Sect sneered. He probably knew the origin of this gun. It was a incomplete treasure in the ruins.
Over time, it will become damaged and become unusable.
Several other people also discovered this scene and couldn't help but look shocked. Once the treasure was completely lost, Si Xueyi would lose at least 50% of his combat power.
Si Xueyi did not deny it. He put the golden war spear directly into his storage bag and took out the Xueyao Fan with a flip of his hand.
Xue Yao fan, wind and thunder gathered together, and the fan bone emitted light that had accumulated for thousands of years, and then hit the opponent's sword.
Click!
The high-grade sword intertwined with thunder patterns appeared cracks, and the light on the sword also dissipated.
"My sword!"
The old man from the Qinglei Sect looked at the broken sword, his heart was bleeding, and he stopped laughing on the spot.
Si Xueyi's long sleeves were like clouds, and the Xueyao fan was lifted up by his jade-like palm, and then completely unfolded with a slight shake.
Bang!
The terrifying coercion was fanned out, and the lightning and wind gathered together and turned into thunder and wind blades.
The wind is the power of the Snow Sun Fan itself, while the electric light is the surge of the Purple Prison Dragon Lotus.
The top-quality treasure was as bright as the moon at this moment. The remaining seven people tried to block it at the same time, but were still knocked back more than ten steps.
After they landed, they looked up and saw a young man in front of him dressed in white. He waved a folding fan gently, and the moonlight filled the sky moved with it.
The handsome eyebrows and starry eyes are unparalleled; the handsome man is unique and unique in the world.
"Use the power of dragon veins!"
The purple-clothed old man in Thunder Castle was completely angry. He suddenly stood in the air, and the dragon veins in his body were directly stimulated.
In an instant, the coercion on his body broke through the shackles. For a moment, the sky and the earth changed color. Spiritual energy from all directions was continuously injected into his body.
The expressions of the others changed slightly, and their eyes changed uncertainly.
They are half-step dragon veins, and they have to be truly tempered in the outside world before they can reach the complete dragon vein state.
If you act recklessly on this dragon vein now, it will cause great damage. Once you suffer the backlash, you will not be able to enter the dragon vein again for the rest of your life.
But they were forced to panic, gritted their teeth, and each rose into the air, all activating the power of the dragon veins.
This is an extremely terrifying method. In this secret realm of Longling, you can easily crush an extraordinary monster.
Unfortunately, they were facing Si Xueyi.
"The mantis's arm is like a chariot, and the earthworm is shaking the tree!"
Si Xueyi's expression was indifferent, holding the Xueyao fan in his left hand and holding it behind his back, he himself turned into a giant and rushed out.
Dragon blood burns!
Si Xueyi rushed over, stamped his feet heavily on the ground, and came to the old man in purple who was the first to activate the dragon's veins.
He is a strong man from Thunder Castle, extremely powerful, and he has the strongest hatred for Si Xueyi.
Seeing Si Xueyi coming to kill him, a cruel smile appeared on his lips, and he raised his hand to suppress him.
But as soon as he took action, he noticed something was wrong!
The blood in Si Xueyi's body burned, her long hair flew like a waterfall, and flames bloomed in her eyes.
The two of them met each other in mid-air, and with a bang, the latter spat out blood from the corner of his mouth and flew a hundred meters away on the spot.
Uh-huh!
Si Xueyi landed firmly on the ground, his blood boiling and burning like magma, extinguishing all the true energy pouring into his body.
He glanced around and stared at the old man in purple, his eyes filled with cold murderous intent.
Several others wanted to stop him, but he swung his left hand behind his back.
Bang!
The Xue Yao fan flew out like a moon explosion, knocking these people away on the spot.
"You want to kill me? Can you do it? Little bastard!"
The old man in purple stood up and sneered. The tattered clothes on his body revealed a set of exquisite inner armor. It was a top-grade inner armor, which was the basis for his life-saving.
"King Kong subdues demons!"
Si Xueyi didn't waste any time, wisps of golden runes appeared in the void around him, and then punched out from the air, blasting the inner armor on the latter's body to pieces.
Roar!
When the phantom of King Kong appeared behind him, the majestic and vast devouring force pulled the opponent over.
Si Xueyi made a punch with both hands and punched the old man in purple clothes that he had pulled over, along with his inner armor, and they were split into four or five pieces.
But it’s not over yet!
The phantom behind him pulled the four-to-five split pieces of meat together with a big move of his hand. The pieces of meat condensed into a ball and came to Si Xueyi.
Bang!
Si Xueyi punched again, and the meat ball shattered into pieces on the spot. The meat pieces exploded into ash again in the air and disappeared completely.
The remaining six people who had just struggled to stand up were shocked by the aftermath of the meat ball and were vomiting blood. Their eyes were full of disbelief, and they were all frightened.
This is a crushing of bones and ashes, ashes and annihilation!
Uh-huh!
Si Xueyi took a step forward, reached out and pinched the snow-obsidian fan flying in the air. The snow-obsidian fan gently landed on the head of the middle-aged man in yellow in the Xuanwang Palace.
thump!
The latter fell to his knees, unable to even raise his head.
Si Xueyi had a cold face and said in a deep voice: "Before, you were so brazen that you asked me to kneel down and beg for mercy and take the initiative to dig out the Xuanwu spirit, and then you promised me a happy death. Now that you are kneeling in front of me, how do you feel?"
The middle-aged man in yellow looked pale and in pain. Blood kept spilling from the corners of his mouth. There was pride in his heart, and his head kept trying hard to struggle and glare.
He had nothing else to ask for now, he just wanted to raise his head and die, spitting at Si Xueyi.
Si Xueyi's heart was like a mirror, and she looked at him coldly as he raised his head stubbornly.
"Xiao Za..."
When he raised his head and was about to see himself clearly, Si Xueyi's closed Xueyao fans were like wooden sticks, hitting him hard on the head.
Bang!
The head shattered into blood mist in front of him. The middle-aged man in yellow didn't even see Si Xueyi clearly, he only saw a cold chin.
Three of the eight half-step dragon veins died in an instant, and only five were left.
They looked at Si Xueyi in horror, never expecting that this handsome and delicate young man could be so cruel.
"who are you……"
The old man from Qinglei Sect looked at Si Xueyi and his voice trembled.
"Canglan scum Si Xueyi..."
A chilling smile appeared on Si Xueyi's lips, Xue Yao's fan suddenly unfolded, and he killed again.
When others slander you as a scum, you better really be a scum.
He made a strong move and went on a killing spree, smashing the chest of the old man from the Qinglei Sect who had lost his sword in one glance.
Then the body moved sideways, Xue Yao's fan made a sharp stroke, and another head fell to the ground.
The dragon is soaring and the tiger is leaping!
Si Xueyi's white clothes danced lightly, and she moved around to avoid the sneak attack from behind. She turned around, looked back, her long hair on her temples danced lightly, and put her fingers together on the center of the opponent's eyebrows.
After ten moves, all the remaining people were killed.
In the nearby mountains, all the monks who watched the battle were shocked beyond measure.
