"Such a strong Qi. Junior Brother Tianhong, be careful. This guy must have taken some special elixir to make the Qi stronger several times." At this time, even Wu Zhihong's pupils suddenly shrank and he stared at Xiao.
Yi.
Xiao Yi's cultivation was obviously only at the third level of true qi, but his true qi content was not weaker than that of a warrior at the sixth level of true qi.
In other words, Xiao Yi's strength is equivalent to rising to three realms.
"No, how could I lose to this bitch?" Wang Tianhong's eyes were extremely red, and the wound on his right arm was healing rapidly.
At this moment, he performed a secret technique that could quickly heal the wound, but it would consume some of his life potential.
In a flash of lightning, Wang Tianhong's arm returned to normal, and his whole body burst into dazzling divine light.
"Death." In the next moment, Wang Tianhong, like a body made of divine gold, rushed toward Xiao Yi.
In his right hand, there was a blood-red divine sword, which seemed to be integrated with his whole body.
"Dragon-Destroying Sword Technique." Wang Tianhong activated the two bloodline divine powers at the same time and performed a terrifying sword technique.
In an instant, dozens of bloody sword shadows appeared above Xiao Yi's head, densely covering him.
Puff puff puff.
The ground under Xiao Yi's feet was suddenly split into bottomless cracks.
These sword lights are so terrifying that even a half-step Wuhou realm expert may not be able to withstand them.
"It's just that, break it for me." Just when those sword lights were about to hit Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi suddenly waved his fist and faced them.
Sonorous, sonorous.
The next moment, the sword light all over the sky disappeared.
The bloody divine sword in Wang Tianhong's hand had huge cracks spreading around, and finally turned into countless fragments with a snap.
Wang Tianhong's powerful golden body was also shaken back and forth, and blood continued to flow from the tiger's mouth.
"Even with your little ability, you still want to kill me. Today, let us put an end to it." Xiao Yi flashed, as if he had transformed into a real dragon, and appeared in front of Wang Tianhong in an instant, facing his
The head was punched.
"You are so presumptuous, do you really think I don't exist?" At this moment, a figure suddenly stood in front of Wang Tianhong and stabbed Xiao Yi.
This shot was extremely mysterious, like a bolt of lightning that suddenly pierced Xiao Yi's throat, trying to pierce his entire body.
There was a loud popping sound.
Xiao Yi's throat was immediately penetrated by the tip of the spear.
However, Wu Zhihong was not happy at all, and his expression became extremely solemn.
Because what he stabbed was just a shadow, not the real body.
"What kind of movement is this?" Wu Zhihong couldn't help but exclaimed, staring coldly at Xiao Yi who was seven or eight feet away.
You know, what he just performed was a half-step king-level martial arts that he had practiced to perfection.
He once used this move to kill several strong men who were half a step above the Wuhou realm.
However, Xiao Yi avoided it easily.
"Stop talking nonsense, come on together." Xiao Yi said calmly, waving to Wu Zhihong and the others.
"I'm not ashamed of myself. I'll let you see my true horror." Wu Zhihong's expression suddenly became extremely gloomy, and a piece of miserable green light bloomed from behind him.
He has been ranked first among the seed students in Tianshui College for two consecutive years, and his strength is beyond doubt.
But now, a guy who only has the third level of Qi actually dares to underestimate him like this.
This made him completely angry.
roar.
In the flash of lightning, a huge figure emerged from behind Wu Zhihong, and a deafening roar came from his mouth.
"Dragon?" Even Xiao Yi couldn't help but show a hint of surprise in his eyes at this time.
The figure behind Wu Zhihong actually looks somewhat similar to a dragon. It is more than ten feet long, and its whole body is covered with pale green scales.
However, it does not have dragon horns on its head, but looks like a snake.
"Xiao Yi, you are doomed. This is senior brother Wu Zhihong's poisonous dragon bloodline, which ranks third on the earthly blood list. No matter how strong you are, you cannot be a match for senior brother Wu Zhihong. Just accept your death." Not far away,
The student who exposed Xiao Yi's whereabouts sneered.
roar.
The next moment, the poisonous dragon behind Wu Zhihong suddenly opened its bloody mouth and spit out a thick green mist from inside, drowning Xiao Yi's entire body.
Sizzle.
This dense fog was so terrifying that wherever it passed, trees and rocks melted and turned into a puff of black smoke.
"Are you dead?" Wu Zhihong's mouth was filled with a sinister smile, full of confidence in his bloodline's divine power.
Even Wang Tianhong on the side felt a little frightened at this time.
It is indeed the third bloodline on the earth blood list, much stronger than his powerful golden body.
Whoosh.
Suddenly, a figure flew out from the thick fog and appeared in front of Wu Zhihong.
Wu Zhihong's expression suddenly changed, his eyes filled with disbelief.
His poisonous mist had clearly hit Xiao Yi, but Xiao Yi seemed unscathed except for some tears in his clothes.
"Death." Wu Zhihong felt extremely uneasy for some unknown reason. He quickly activated the poisonous dragon behind him and attacked Xiao Yi with bared teeth and claws.
It releases a terrifying poisonous mist all over its body, capable of melting even fine iron.
However, Xiao Yi did not use any weapons, but faced the opponent with bare hands.
Sizzle.
Streams of golden thunder and lightning suddenly shot out from Xiao Yi's palms and entangled under Xiao Yi's arms.
Then, Xiao Yi swung his fist, leaving countless fist shadows in the air, which densely landed on the poisonous dragon.
Woo woo woo.
In an instant, the poisonous dragon let out a shrill scream, and its huge body flew out, hitting the student not far away.
ah!
The next moment, the student's body quickly melted and turned into a pool of blood.
"How is that possible?" Wu Zhihong's whole body trembled suddenly, his eyes filled with horror.
His bloodline divine power was actually destroyed by Xiao Yi.
"Hmph! Xiao Yi, it seems that only I can defeat you." At this moment, a graceful figure suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Yi, stretched out a snow-white jade hand, and grabbed Xiao Yi's chest.
Above this jade hand, there is a terrifying flame burning, which seems to be able to burn everything. Its lethality is actually much more terrifying than Wu Zhihong's poisonous dragon.
The person who took action was clearly Xiao Yuan'er.
"Her bloodline has improved again." Xiao Yi couldn't help but secretly thought in his heart.
Xiao Yuan'er's Huoluan bloodline is obviously much more powerful than before, and may have reached the second level of heaven.
But, so what?
The next moment, Xiao Yi just casually stretched out his right hand and firmly grasped Xiao Yuan'er's palm, completely extinguishing the flames on it.
"How is this possible?" Xiao Yuan'er's delicate body trembled suddenly, and her little cherry mouth suddenly opened wide. (To be continued.)