Strongest Immortal Emperor in City

C48 Fighting the Flood Dragon



C48 Fighting the Flood Dragon

At this moment, there were only a few people left at the Canglan River, and all of them were injured. Even Hee Caiwei's pretty face was left with a trail of blood by the stones that were blown up by the strong wind.    

    

The only one who was unharmed was Ye Chen. He was clearly standing under the tree by the river, but nothing had affected him. At this moment, the only survivor was slowly walking towards the Walking Flood Dragon.    

    

"This Walking Flood Dragon has cultivated for nearly a thousand years, and it is infinitely close to the realm of the Soaring Dragon. Not only is its body huge and tough, but it is also abnormally agile. Especially the scales covering its body, even bullets are unable to penetrate it."    

    

"Moreover, it has condensed the most essential Spiritual Qi in the entire Canglan River. It can even melt steel by casually spraying it out. If it were to use all its strength, it would be able to set off huge waves and drown the entire Haicheng."    

    

Ye Chen had already stopped by the river. He raised his head and looked at the Walking Flood Dragon, and the corner of his mouth curled up into an evil smile. When the incomparably violent Walking Flood Dragon saw him, it suddenly raised its head and let out a long roar towards the sky.    

    

After that, the Walking Flood Dragon's entire body suddenly shrank, and it took a defensive posture. The scales on its neck stood up, and it began to expand like a cobra.    

    

"It's a pity that you met me."    

    

After a few seconds, everyone was dumbfounded. When Ye Chen declared that he wanted to kill the Walking Flood Dragon, everyone thought that he was just bluffing. But at this moment, the reaction of the Walking Flood Dragon could only mean one thing...    

    

It was afraid!    

    

Yes, it was afraid! It was just like how a dog would let out a low roar when it saw a troublesome enemy. When the cobra encountered danger, its body would also swell up. When did you see a dog roaring at a bone, and Cobra expanding its body at a mouse? Are they trying to scare the prey away?    

    

The Walking Flood Dragon did not let out a soul-stirring roar. It hissed like a snake, as if warning Ye Chen not to move forward.    

    

It even compromised and ignored Guo Wenxing, who it could have easily killed. Its entire body slowly retreated into the Canglan River.    

    

When Hee Caiwei saw this, she immediately covered her mouth in surprise. Who was this Ye Chen? He just appeared there and forced the incomparably ferocious Walking Flood Dragon to retreat?    

    

"Did the Strange Beast instinctively feel danger? But it's too late for you to think of leaving now!"    

    

Ye Chen's eyes focused. His entire body suddenly cut through the night sky like a ray of light. He stepped on the turbulent waters of Canglan River as if he was walking on flat ground.    

    

This was the power of Mystical Arts of Four Forms, Vermilion Bird Swimming!    

    

Ye Chen's body was emitting a faint fiery red light. His entire body was moving nimbly on the river water. Although it seemed like he was moving casually, he actually dodged the attacks of the Walking Flood Dragon one by one, and very soon, he was under the opponent's body.    

    

"Roar!"    

    

Seeing that deterrence was useless, the Walking Flood Dragon became even more ferocious. It suddenly raised its head to the sky and let out a long roar. It waved its sharp claws that were shining with a metallic luster.    

    

"Be careful!"    

    

Hee Caiwei immediately cried out in alarm. She had just seen with her own eyes that her bodyguard captain was torn into dozens of pieces by that claw. How could she not be afraid?    

    

"Good timing!"    

    

Ye Chen did not dodge. A trace of excitement flashed in his eyes. He punched out with his fist. Wherever this punch passed, there was a faint sound of wind and thunder in the air.    

    

The power of Mystical Arts of Four Forms, Xuanwu Stage!    

    

This punch directly hit the center of the Walking Flood Dragon's claw. With a cracking sound, huge cracks appeared on the indestructible claw. It was afraid that the claw would break apart after a few more punches.    

    

The Walking Flood Dragon was in pain. It instinctively stood up with its huge body. It tried to use its huge roar to force its opponent back, but Ye Chen acted as if he had expected it. He opened his mouth and shouted.    

    

"Roar!"    

    

Instantly, the roar of a tiger spread across the entire Canglan River. When the few people by the river heard this roar, they were so scared that their legs went soft and they fell to the ground. Among them, the most delicate Hee Caiwei's small face turned pale and traces of blood flowed out from the corners of her mouth and nose.    

    

The power of Mystical Arts of Four Forms, a wild tiger roar!    

    

The Walking Flood Dragon bore the brunt of the roar, and its body trembled. The roar that it wanted to let out dissipated, and it was pushed forward by Ye Chen. He swung both his fists repeatedly, mercilessly hitting the tough and thick scales of his opponent.    

    

"Crack, crack, crack!"    

    

One after another, cracking sounds were heard. Where Ye Chen's fists landed, the hard scales that could block bullets actually shattered one after another. They could not even hold on for a second!    

    

"Is, is this still human?"    

    

Hee Caiwei was stunned. She had just witnessed the power of the Walking Flood Dragon. Not only did it almost destroy her elite bodyguards, even the famous Master Guo, Guo Wenxing, was not its match.    

    

But now, Ye Chen and his fists had made the arrogant guy scream in pain. It could only dodge and parry, without any ability to resist!    

    

The eyes of the Flood Dragon were blood-red, and light green blood splashed out from its body. Its exposed body on the surface of the water could no longer find any good scales.    

    

"Roar!"    

    

This Walking Flood Dragon had cultivated for nearly a thousand years, and was extremely arrogant in the Canglan River. When had it ever been angered like this? Seeing that the other party was not going to let it go, its eyes focused. It raised its head and let out a long roar towards the sky. Suddenly, it spat out a pearl overflowing with Spiritual Qi from its mouth.    

    

"This is the inner core of that Walking Flood Dragon!"    

    

With a serious injury, Guo Wenxing, who was hiding by the shore, suddenly raised his head, and a greedy look appeared on his face.    

    

The Walking Flood Dragon breathed in and out, and then it suddenly took a deep breath. When it sucked in such a huge breath, it immediately caused huge waves to surge across the entire Canglan River, and even made the people near the river feel suffocated.    

    

"Roar!"    

    

When this breath had reached its limit, the Walking Flood Dragon opened its bloody mouth and suddenly spat out a large cloud of faintly green fog. Although this fog looked beautiful, it was even more terrifying than the fog.    

    

A small piece of the green fog touched the water of the Canglan River. Instantly, the river water turned green, and soon, countless dead fish and prawns emerged.    

    

This fog had a very strong toxicity!    

    

"No -!"    

    

Hee Caiwei screamed in despair. She was still far away from the poisonous fog. But she saw with her own eyes that the insufferably arrogant guy actually did not have time to react. Just like that, he was completely enveloped by the green fog.    

    

Recalling the deaths of her bodyguards, Hee Caiwei instantly cried. After Ye Chen was poisoned to death, wouldn't it be their turn to die next?    

    

What made Hee Caiwei even more desperate was that along with the Walking Flood Dragon's anger, the surrounding fog became more and more vigorous. Just now, a bodyguard wanted to take the opportunity to slip away. But as soon as he came into contact with the fog, he immediately fell to the ground. Before he landed on the ground, he was already melted until only bones were left.    

    

"Could it be... that I will also die in such a miserable way?"    

    

Just as Hee Caiwei's pretty face turned pale and her body involuntarily trembled, a world-shaking sound came out from the green fog.    

    

"Wind and Cloud Skill!"    

    


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