Brothers and sisters are all big brothers, but I am a small waste

Chapter 742 Dogs Can't Beat Pigs
At this time, it can't be seen as cute at all, it's just a huge figure, and a pair of fangs that are more than three feet long are blood-colored, looking ferocious and ferocious.

"Wujin Xueyaxi!" Chu Qinghan and Wen Ruyu exclaimed at the same time.

Wujin Xueyaxi, a kind of monster, has been extremely rare since ancient times, and it is almost extinct in today's cultivation world.

The so-called scorpion originally refers to wild boar, and from the appearance point of view, Wujin blood tooth scorpion and wild boar are also very similar, but the two are completely different.

According to the legend, in the ancient prehistoric times, there used to be many kinds of immortals, birds and beasts in the land of Jiuzhou, such as dragons, phoenixes and unicorns, etc., and the types of monsters were much more than today.

Among them is a monster named Dangkang, which looks like a wild boar, but its strength is far superior to ordinary monsters, second only to divine beasts.

Later, as human monks became stronger and their cultivation resources became scarcer, these powerful divine beasts and monsters either left the land of Jiuzhou, or gradually died out and became legends.

However, although these powerful beasts and monsters disappeared, some descendants with impure blood remained.Wujin Xueyaxi is said to be the descendant of Dangkang and Wild Boar. Although due to the impurity of the blood, the strength cannot be compared with that of the ancestors, but it has reached the eighth rank.

After adulthood, a strong man whose strength is comparable to the realm of catastrophe, if he absorbs the aura of heaven and earth and continues to practice, he can even refine his blood step by step to reach the ninth rank, and the color of his body will change from the color of black gold to the color of glass.

The black gold blood tooth scorpion in front of him obviously has not reached the ninth rank, but even if it is only the eighth rank, it is not something that Yi Mingxuan can compete with, or even anyone present, unless He Tingzhou can restore his cultivation as soon as possible.

"Wu, Wujin Xueyaxi!" The madness on Yi Mingxuan's face disappeared instantly, his whole body trembled with fright, and even the Xiaoyao sword almost fell to the ground.

Before he could think about it, he turned around and ran away.

"Roar..." Wujin Xueyaxi was slashed by his sword, how could he escape easily, let out a violent roar and chased after him.

Yi Mingxuan's speed is not bad, but the speed of the prototype Wujin Xueyaxi is even faster.

"Ah..." Not half a foot away from Yi Mingxuan's escape, he uttered another scream and was picked up into the air by the pair of bloody fangs.

The protective qi shattered instantly, the lower abdomen was pierced, and blood gushed out.

Before he landed, Wujin Xueyahe roared again, leaped high, and picked his fangs towards him again.

"Puff puff!"

Once, twice, three times... In just a few breaths, dozens of blood holes appeared on Yi Mingxuan's body.

Although such an injury was not fatal enough for a strong man from the Purple Mansion, Yi Mingxuan was so frightened that he almost lost his wits. He gripped the Xiaoyao Sword tightly and slashed at Wujin Xueyaxi with all his strength.

The latter was obviously also aroused by the monster's natural ferocity, and when he saw this, he did not hide or evade, and directly raised his fangs to meet him.

"Boom!" Amidst the earth-shattering loud noise, Wujin Xueyaxi fell into the air, leaving a deep sword mark on one of the fangs, which was almost cut off by Qi Gen.

There was another muffled sound, and it hit the ground heavily, dust flying in front of his eyes, and Yi Mingxuan was so shocked that he vomited blood and flew out backwards.

After finally getting rid of the entanglement of Wujin Xueyaxi, of course he didn't dare to stay, and while vomiting blood, he took advantage of the trend and jumped down the cliff.

"It's a pity that he escaped like this. Sure enough, good people don't live long and bad people live thousands of years. He is lucky." Looking at Qi Mingxuan's back that fled farther and farther, and finally turned into a black spot, Jiang Ziyun said regretfully.

"How lucky, I can't see it." Wen Ruyu said, looking at the ground not far away.

Following his line of sight, he saw that besides the bloodstains, there were spirit gold fragments scattered all over the ground.

"Xiaoyao Sword is destroyed?" Jiang Ziyun's spirit was lifted immediately.

"His Xiaoyao sword was seriously damaged beyond repair. He had already used up a lot of spiritual power to resist the restriction just now. Now that he is facing this eighth-rank monster, it would be a strange thing to keep it." Wen Ruyu gloated. .

"Hahahaha, as expected, good is rewarded with good and evil is rewarded with evil, and he deserves to be unlucky." Jiang Ziyun also laughed heartily, his eyes bent into crescent moons.

Others also showed relieved smiles on their faces: Yi Mingxuan won't lose money if he steals chickens, and it's fine if he is seriously injured, and he even destroyed Xiaoyaojian.

This is one of the only three immortal swords left in the cultivation world. When he returns to Xiaoyao Xianmen with a half-dead sword hilt, I don't know if those old men will cry to death?Will Yi Mingxuan be beaten to death by them again?

Hmm... Even if he wasn't beaten to death, life would probably be worse than death!

"I said, are you going to laugh later?" Ying Tianchen said suddenly.

"What's the matter, smiling isn't enough." Jiang Ziyun curled her lips, turned her head away, and then, she couldn't laugh anymore.

The dust cleared not far away, Wujin Xueyaxi stood up, shook his head, stared at a pair of blood red eyes, and approached them step by step.

Following its heavy steps, the entire Qingxuan Peak trembled slightly.

"Hey, it's none of our business. The person who injured you has already escaped. If you want revenge, you can go to Xiaoyao Xiangong to find someone." Jiang Ziyun forced a smile and said.

Unfortunately, I don't know if I don't understand what she is saying, or if I don't want to hear it at all, Wujin Xueyaxi suddenly roared and rushed towards them.

"Run!" Ying Tianchen pulled Jiang Ziyun up and turned around to run.

The others did not hesitate, and fled in the direction of the front mountain.

Yi Mingxuan dared to jump off the cliff because he had the cultivation base of the Purple Mansion, and they were all just Jindan, so he didn't want to fall into the same fate as Yu Changping from the Jinzhong Immortal Sect.

Even with Yi Mingxuan's cultivation in the Purple Mansion, he couldn't escape the pursuit of this Wujin Bloodfang Hen, let alone them?
The light in front of them dimmed, and a huge animal shadow stood in front of him, its blood-red fangs mercilessly picking at them.

"Wow... ouch!" At this moment, a vigorous figure jumped up and rushed towards Wujin Xueyaxi in an extremely gorgeous posture.

Mouth poodle!Everyone's eyes lit up, and the astonishing scene of this fairy dog ​​showing its supernatural power, biting off Ren Wudao's eighth-rank real sword and swallowing it into pieces came to mind.

But unfortunately, it turned out that they were thinking too much. A real sword is a real sword, and a monster is a monster. How can the two be the same.

Wujin Xueyaxi just turned slightly to one side, avoiding the gorgeous blow of the poodle, and when he turned his body, he kicked his hind legs like lightning.

As expected of an eighth-rank monster, although its size is frighteningly large, its movements are extremely nimble when it flashes and kicks.

Everyone asked themselves, such a short distance, even if they were replaced by themselves, it would be difficult to avoid it, let alone the poodle.

(End of this chapter)