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Chapter 305 Fierce battle!(1/2)

Ji Wuxue's expression changed. He stared at Si Xueyi, not sure whether the other party had really seen through his true identity.

"You are really not a simple guy, but it doesn't matter, I will just kill you!"

Ji Wuxue let out a loud roar and ran away instantly, with blood burning all over his body.

His speed became faster than before, and the blood flames on his body turned into two dragons wrapped around his arms.

Ji Wuxue struck with a palm.

The two blood dragons whizzed away and locked the area where Si Xueyi was, making it impossible to dodge the blow.

Si Xueyi was deep inside, feeling that the air was being squeezed into a ball, and the dragon was trying to hang him alive with terrifying power.

Since you can't hide, then don't hide.

Si Xueyi crossed his arms, took a deep breath, and completely activated the dragon's body, qi and blood

He clenched his five fingers and punched out.

Bang!

The two blood dragons were directly blasted to pieces, and his fist shined like stars, turning into a beam of light and bombarding them.

Ji Wuxue's complexion changed slightly and he quickly dodged away.

"Dragon Tiger Fist?"

He recognized that this was the Dragon Tiger Fist technique, but he had a vague feeling that it was different from the Dragon Tiger Fist he knew.

"The mantis' arm is like a chariot."

Ji Wuxue snorted coldly, dodged and killed him.

He was much faster than before, and he felt that he could defeat Si Xueyi in at most three moves.

It is even very possible that one can crush the opponent in just one face-to-face encounter.

Bang!

Unexpectedly, Si Xueyi was not slower than him at all and easily caught his palm.

Ji Wuxue's palm light surged with terrifying power, but it did not repel Si Xueyi. Instead, he felt like he had hit an indestructible wall.

Boom!

Si Xueyi heard dragon roars rising one after another, and the power of the dragons on his body also surged. Then he pushed hard and knocked Ji Wuxue away.

The latter took a huge blow and came back faster.

This time, he was like a streak of bloody lightning that no one could catch fast enough.

Si Xueyi stood on the spot and let out a roar. Suddenly, dragons roared and tigers roared, and wind and clouds began to rise.

Bang bang bang!

The two exchanged dozens of moves at lightning speed, so fast that only the afterimages could be seen clearly, and each felt a little frightened in their hearts.

Their momentum was soaring, and their dragon energy was boiling like a volcano.

Both sides have reached a point where they cannot retreat. If anyone retreats, they will be immediately killed by the other's terrifying power.

Si Xueyi's long hair was dancing wildly, he was smiling, and the blood stains on the corners of his mouth made this handsome and flawless face look extremely crazy.

He is laughing!

The closer he is to the desperate situation, the more life and death are intertwined, the more the suppressed Shura soul in his body will become more excited.

In comparison, Ji Wuxue was a little unable to hold back.

"Blood evil dragon!"

He let out a roar, and the blood in his body spurted out through his pores, transforming into a dark dragon in the blink of an eye.

"Can't you hold it any longer?"

Si Xueyi smiled, and with a slight thought in his mind, he sacrificed the Heavens in the Dragon Tiger Fist.

Click, click, click!

In an instant, all nine shackles in the body were broken, the sky fell layer by layer, and nine levels of heavenly power were stacked together and burst out.

Bang!

The moment the fists collided, Ji Wuxue's demon dragon was directly shattered. His body was shot out, and a hole as big as a bowl appeared in his chest.

"Damn it!"

Kui Jue, who was struggling with Qing Lin, cursed and pulled away like lightning, intending to leave this place of right and wrong.

Si Xueyi raised his eyebrows and flicked his finger in the flash of lightning.

Whoosh!

A ray of sword light flew away like a giant, catching up with Kui Jue and piercing his shoulder. He struggled to get up and continued to escape.

After Si Xueyi fired the sword, his body was actually a little shaky.

Upon seeing this, Qing Lin quickly came to Si Xueyi and helped him up.

Phew!

Si Xueyi spit out a mouthful of blood.

The fight just now was too fierce, and he had not yet gathered the Arhat's golden body, so he relied on the dragon's body to survive.

Now that I was spitting out blood, I suddenly felt much better and my face turned rosy.

But Qing Lin, who didn't know what was going on, was startled and said: "Si Xueyi, are you okay? Don't scare me, I will take you away right now."

Si Xueyi smiled bitterly and said, "Don't worry about me for now. Let's see where the Turbot has gone. This guy is very timid, but he won't run too far. You can definitely find it if you look for it."

The first time Si Xueyi saw the Duobao rat, she never let go.

You can't let this thing get away!

No one knows better than Si Xueyi how valuable this Duobao rat is.

If it can be cultivated properly using secret techniques, the Douban Rat can undergo transformation in the later stages and reach a state comparable to that of a holy beast.

Only then did Qing Lin smile. She was still thinking about Duobao Shu, so Si Xueyi must be fine.

"Hahahahaha, Si Xueyi, even though he is about to die, he still misses my Duobao rat!"

At this moment, Ji Wuxue, who was lying on the ground, laughed wildly, and saw flesh and blood on his chest squirming.

His injuries were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his body was also undergoing certain changes.

Sharp nails sprouted from its five fingers, a pair of fleshy wings grew from its back, and its body became taller and taller.

Qing Lin was shocked: "This... this is..."

Si Xueyi looked calm, as if he had expected it, and said calmly: "Nothing will prevent you from catching the Dubao rat. Go quickly. If this thing escapes, it will be more uncomfortable than killing me."

Qing Lin didn't know why and nodded quickly.

Si Xueyi continued: "Leave the sword."

"Yes, yes, keep the sword."

Qing Lin handed the Qiushui Sword to the other party and then left in a panic. Before leaving, he couldn't help but look at Si Xueyi worriedly.

This bastard!

Qing Lin was angry and helpless, and couldn't help but burst into tears before she could turn around.

She was not sure whether Si Xueyi really wanted to find Duobao Shu, or whether he was sending her away to face a powerful enemy alone for some reason.

"Dobora!"

After Qing Lin turned around, his eyes became completely firm and he quickly left the place.

Si Xueyi held the hilt of the Qiushui Sword and ignored Ji Wuxue, who had already stood up and was standing in the air.

Ji Wuxue showed a sneer on his face and said in a deep voice: "Si Xueyi, you don't seem to be surprised at all about my identity."

Si Xueyi stroked the Qiu Shui Sword, raised his head and said with a smile: "Well, it's not like I haven't killed any vampires before."

Ji Wuxue's complexion changed slightly, and there was a cold murderous intent in his eyes.

Si Xueyi smiled and said, "Why, you don't believe it?"

The demon clan that ruled the world nine hundred years ago is actually the collective name of the three major ethnic groups, namely the demon clan, the blood clan and the underworld clan.

Among them, the demon spirits are the most powerful. When they reach adulthood, a third eye will grow between their eyebrows, which is the so-called demon pupil.

As long as the demon pupil remains alive, the demon spirit tribe will not die even if their bodies are broken into pieces.

The demon spirits are born with pupil skills and possess all kinds of weird spiritual eyes. In addition, they also possess powerful space skills.

The Nether tribe is the most mysterious. Legend has it that they come from the underworld, and each body is born from nirvana in the land of death, and is born and raised by heaven and earth.

And the vampires are the most beastly!

The Vampires live by devouring the blood of monks and monsters. Nine hundred years ago, this group of Vampires raised monks from all races as livestock, and the captives were worse than animals.
To be continued...
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