Thousands of monks on the banks of the three rivers and the six banks of Luoyue City all saw this scene.

The young man in white went out to sea like a real dragon, holding a gun with one hand and picked up Mei Zihua.

Who is that young man in white if he's not Si Xueyi!

Plum painting is Fang Qingyu, and Fang Qingyu is plum painting. It is now known to everyone.

Suddenly seeing this scene again, everyone in all directions became quiet, and people looked over with expressions of shock.

But it was quiet for a moment, and soon the noise suddenly started.

"Si Xueyi wins!" ??

"With one shot through the heart, I'm afraid Fang Qingyu will die."

"On the list of outstanding talents, it is said that Xiahou Juedu only tied with Fang Qingyu. Isn't Si Xueyi number one on the list of Tianjiao?"

"Why are you still thinking about this? The inheritance of the Dragon Clan! The inheritance of the Longling Treasure House is now in the hands of Si Xueyi!"

Many people woke up as if from a dream, and their eyes immediately became fiery.

yes!

It’s not like this is the secret realm of Longling, so what if Tiandan is the best? There are almost all Dragon Vein cultivators in the sects present, and there are even more than one person.

Especially those strong men from overlord-level sects, whose strength is far beyond that of the four sects of Cangxuan Palace. Canglan Academy cannot protect Si Xueyi.

Bang!

The golden war spear's true energy surged, and Si Xueyi raised his hand to send it out, blowing the plum painting away.

Almost at the same time, more than a dozen figures rose into the air and rushed towards Si Xueyi.

Without exception, all of them are genuine dragon vein powerhouses.

This is not comparable to the pseudo-dragon veins in the secret realm of Longling. They have all developed at least one dragon vein in their bodies, which can match the dragon veins in the mountains and rivers of heaven and earth.

He can absorb a huge amount of spiritual energy in just one breath, and his true energy is far richer than those of Tiandan monks. Moreover, the true energy has been tempered by the blessing of dragon veins and has already undergone earth-shaking transformations.

In the Dragon Vein Realm, the Dayuan Dan monks still have a chance to compete with the Tiandan monks, and even cross-border killings are possible.

But in the realm of Dragon Vein, even the plum painting of Seven Star Heavenly Pill may not be able to kill a monk who has just entered Dragon Vein.

"This battle is really big."

Si Xueyi's expression did not change. Before he came out, he had expected that the so-called righteous sect would never follow any rules.

But it was still a little surprising to kill more than ten dragon-veined experts at once.

Whoosh!

Before anyone arrived, the pressure of these ten dragon-veined experts caused the water surface of the Hidden Dragon Abyss to rise and fall violently.

Si Xueyi was dressed in white, with her long hair dancing in the wind as the waves undulated.

"Let's go first."

Si Xueyi quickly made a decision in her mind. It would be better to join the people from Canglan College for the time being.

In addition, he has other back-up arrangements. The current situation is dangerous, but it is not out of control.

"You little bastard, if you dare to kill someone from my Beixue Villa, I will chop you to death with one strike!"

Among the dozen or so Dragon Vein cultivators who attacked, an old man in blue was particularly angry. He stared at Si Xueyi and wished he could eat him alive.

This person's name is Su Jingxing. He is Su Muyang's uncle and the leader of Beixue Villa this time. His strength is extremely terrifying.

After learning that Su Muyang died in the hands of Si Xueyi, he was furious and kept waiting for Si Xueyi to come out of the secret realm.

Whoosh!

Su Jingxing suddenly accelerated in mid-air, throwing the others behind him and arriving in front of Si Xueyi almost in the blink of an eye.

"Who are you, you dare to kill my people from Beixue Villa!"

Su Jingxing's face was ferocious, and he used the power of dragon veins to lock Si Xueyi, then raised his hand and slapped him with the Tianling Gai, his move was extremely vicious.

Before Si Xueyi could take action, an angry shout sounded nearby, and a flash of lightning fell next to Si Xueyi. It was the dean Feng Haoyu.

"Who are you, dare to teach me a lesson from Canglan College?"

Feng Haoyu was full of murderous intent and raised his hand to greet him.

The moment the two palms touched each other, there was a surge of majestic true energy, and a hole was made in Su Jingxing's palm on the spot.

"roll!"

Feng Haoyu showed no mercy, stretched out his hand and pushed Su Jingxing forcefully back.

The latter was like a mountain falling on the water, creating several huge waves.

This immediately shocked many monks. The expressions of the more than ten dragon-veined monks who flew over changed greatly, and they retreated halfway on the spot.

The remaining half looked fierce and had no intention of giving up.

This is the person who has overthrown the Dragon Clan's inheritance, and it is also a great opportunity for the Dragon Vein cultivators.

"court death!"

Feng Haoyu snorted coldly, the pressure on his body surged, and he summoned many afterimages in an instant, each with a palm.

Phew!

The dragon-veined monks who were attacking each spit out a mouthful of blood, and were shaken to the point of death, wailing incessantly.

"Let's see who dares to stop me!"

Feng Haoyu glanced sternly and took Si Xueyi into the air after scanning the area.

There was someone who refused to give up and turned into a black light and rushed towards Si Xueyi. This was a demonic monk who acted without any consideration.

"King Kong subdues demons!"

But Feng Haoyu seemed to have expected it, and the condensed mark turned around, and the terrifying fist light was blasted out with the wrath of King Kong.

Thunder was heard, and the attacker was blown to pieces with half of his body on the spot, and died miserably on the Hidden Dragon Abyss.

Si Xueyi was horrified when she saw it and called him a good guy.

He really didn't expect that his dean would be so powerful and could defeat more than a dozen Dragon Vein cultivators by himself.

Swish, swish, swish!

After a few ups and downs, Feng Haoyu brought Si Xueyi to the team of Canglan College, and then turned to look at the many monks on the three rivers and six banks.

"I think this adventure in the secret realm is about life and death, wealth and wealth, but I have never heard of someone who wants to bully a small person to seek personal revenge after leaving the secret realm. I would like to warn you, don't really think that I, Canglan Academy, have no foundation. If anyone dares

If something goes wrong here, I will report it to the Holy Court!"

Feng Haoyu's words contained the sound of thunder, resounding throughout the world.

He was neither humble nor silent, looking coldly in all directions, shocking the monks from all the major sects.

The so-called not taking personal revenge is actually pure nonsense.

But the righteous sect needs a little face after all, and the most important thing is that Canglan Academy is indeed well-established.

The Holy Court is a martial arts holy land jointly established by the Nine Emperors. Although Canglan Academy in Cangxuan Mansion is located in a remote place, after all, it is still part of the Holy Court.

You may not be able to control it on weekdays, but if your talented disciple who has inherited the dragon clan is captured by another sect in front of you, you will definitely be able to get an explanation afterwards.

"What a good guy, you actually moved the Holy Court out, and this time we really have to let them escape unscathed."

"No matter how famous the Holy Court is, if Feng Haoyu is a waste, he will definitely not be able to sustain it. The reason is that Feng Haoyu is very powerful."

"This Feng Haoyu is really secretive. I'm afraid he has a lot of background. Even the Dragon Vein Deacon of the overlord-level sect can't stop him. There must be something to say."

"Si Xueyi is so lucky, he took care of everything."

People from all directions were talking in low voices, and many monks from the sect were indignant, with unwillingness in their eyes.

But during this trip to the secret realm, not many people from these sects came, so this feeling was destined to be swallowed.

While most people were shocked by Feng Haoyu's strength, no one noticed that the plum painting was fished out of the water.

The person who caught him was Long Ying, the sword holder of Xueyin Palace.

Long Ying's face was always pale and bloodless. He looked a few years older than Mei Zihua, but his cultivation level was much more terrifying.

"You are so embarrassed!"

Long Ying looked at Mei Zi Hua, who was dying, with blood constantly overflowing from his chest, and couldn't even speak.

Mei Zihua reluctantly raised his head, and the two looked at each other, but each breathed a sigh of relief.

Mei Zihua ignored Long Ying's sarcasm and tried his best to say, "Is this what's going on here?"

"Of course not, the hall master is here in person."

Long Ying said calmly.

The color of the plum painting changed slightly, the hall master Long Ying was talking about was Luo Yin, the master of the Sword Holding Hall.

This person is the sect's executioner of punishments, known as the Iron-faced Yama, and is notorious for disowning his relatives.
To be continued...