Chapter 118

Hearing this, a hint of amusement flashed through Brother Ning Chuan's dragon pupils.

He naturally knew this powerful minister of the Great Ming Dynasty, and he also knew his Absorbing Skill that could drain others' martial arts.

However, according to his speculation, Zhu Wushi's strength was probably at the peak of the Grand Master realm, still far from a true Earthly Immortal.

The current him did not necessarily fear him.

Moreover, how dare a mere Zhu Wushi who had not yet stepped onto the Earthly Immortal realm threaten him, a flood dragon of true dragon bloodline?

Simply ridiculous!

"Threaten me?"

Brother Ning Chuan coldly spat out three words.

Immediately, his mountain-sized dragon claw suddenly descended from the sky!

"No—!!!"

Amidst the desperate and unwilling, heart-wrenching screams of Duan Tianya and Guihai Yidao.

The dragon claw fell!

"Boom!"

Instantly, a huge claw mark several meters deep appeared on the ground!

And Duan Tianya and Guihai Yidao had long been smashed into a blob of blurred flesh and blood, completely merging with the mud!

Not even a complete corpse was left!

The other Grand Master experts who were fleeing, upon seeing this scene, were even more terrified, their hearts and livers shattered, their souls fleeing their bodies!

This flood dragon was not only terrifying in strength but also decisive in killing and ruthless, giving them no chance to beg for mercy at all!

Murong Fu of Jiangnan was even more terrified out of his wits!

He only hated that his parents had given birth to two fewer legs, and he used every ounce of his strength to frantically flee towards the seaside!

However, how could his speed be faster than Brother Ning Chuan, who traveled on the wind?

In the blink of an eye, Brother Ning Chuan's massive flood dragon body had already appeared above his head!

That suffocating, terrifying pressure made him almost faint on the spot!

"Flood... Flood Dragon Senior! Spare my life! Spare my life!"

Murong Fu no longer cared about the reputation and dignity of "Southern Murong"; his knees immediately went soft, and he knelt on the ground, constantly kowtowing and begging for mercy.

"This junior failed to recognize Mount Tai and offended the Senior; I beg the Senior to be generous and spare this junior's dog life!"

"This junior... this junior is willing to offer my cousin Wang Yuyan to the Senior! She... she is a world-famous beauty of unparalleled charm! I beg the Senior to show mercy!"

To save his life, he even sold out his own cousin without hesitation!

Not far away, Wang Yuyan, who had just gotten up from the ground and was preparing to flee, heard Murong Fu's words, and her beautiful face instantly turned deathly pale!

She looked at her cousin in disbelief, her eyes filled with disappointment, grief and anger, and a hint of... relief?

Was this the "cousin" she had secretly loved all along?

At the critical moment of life and death, he was so despicable and shameless that he could sell out his own relatives at will?!

Hearing this, a hint of disgust and disdain flashed through Brother Ning Chuan's dragon pupils.

He naturally would not show the slightest mercy to a despicable little man like Murong Fu.

He originally wanted to smash him to death with a single claw.

But on second thought, keeping him might still be useful.

At least, he could be used to threaten and control Wang Yuyan, this "living Wu Xuemi library."

Immediately, his massive flood dragon tail, like a black lightning bolt, suddenly whipped out!

"Crack!"

A crisp sound of bones breaking rang out!

Murong Fu let out a scream; his whole body, like a kite with a broken string, was whipped far away, spewing blood from his mouth. He broke an unknown number of ribs, was directly beaten into serious injury, and fainted.

Seeing this, Wang Yuyan could not help but let out a cry of shock, but her expression was extremely complex.

In the blink of an eye!

The eight Grand Masters, who had been fierce and arrogant, were left with only the Western Poison Ouyang Feng and the Purple Robe Dragon King Dai Qisi.

The two of them, relying on their peak Grand Master strength and rich combat experience, were barely holding on.

But they were already at the end of their tether, with danger looming everywhere!

They knew that if they continued to fight separately like this, there was no way to escape the claws of this terrifying flood dragon!

A hint of mad determination flashed in the eyes of the Western Poison Ouyang Feng!

He suddenly shouted fiercely at Dai Qisi not far away:

"Dai Qisi! Since things have come to this, we have no choice but to join forces and make a desperate gamble; only then do we have a sliver of a chance!"

"Quickly transfer all your true qi to me!"

"Relying on my Toad Skill and your pure Holy Fire Token true qi, perhaps we can fight this demon to the death and win a sliver of a chance!"

He actually wanted Dai Qisi to transfer her true qi to him to forcibly increase his own strength!

Hearing this, a hint of hesitation and struggle also flashed in Dai Qisi's eyes.

She naturally did not believe the old poison's ghost stories.

Transferring true qi to others was no different from disabling her own Wu Gong and leaving herself at someone else's mercy.

But the current situation left her no room for further thought.

If they did not fight desperately now, both of them would probably die here!

She gritted her teeth and finally nodded, saying in a deep voice:

"Very well! Ouyang Feng! I will trust you once!"

"If you can take me to safety, my Bosiming Sect will surely offer a heavy reward!"

"But if you dare to play any tricks, I, Dai Dai Qisi, will never let you go even as a ghost!"

Having spoken, she hesitated no more and instantly leaped to Ouyang Feng's back.

Both palms struck out, slamming hard into Ouyang Feng's heart from behind!

The Sacred Fire Token Divine Art within her body, along with decades of painstakingly cultivated pure internal energy, surged into Ouyang Feng's body like floodwaters breaching a dam!

Two supreme experts at the peak of the Liangwei Sect, how profound was their power?!

Now gathered within one person, the energy produced reached a terrifying degree beyond imagination!

Enough to rival a true Zhengdeda Sect master!

"Croak—!!!"

The Western Poison Ouyang Feng, feeling that unprecedented vast power within his body, could not help but throw back his head and emit a strange croak like a toad!

His body, under the impact of this vast energy, actually seemed to swell slightly!

Upon his skin, a layer of eerie bluish-black color even appeared!

His pair of cold, triangular eyes now turned blood-red, filled with madness and brutality!

He drove the Toad Technique within his body to its extreme!

Only to see behind him, in the void, a huge toad phantom of seven or eight zhang size faintly materialize!

That toad phantom was pitch black, covered in disgusting pus-filled sores, and emitted a series of nauseating croaks from its mouth!

Like a demonic toad from hell, it radiated a terrifying aura capable of destroying heaven and earth!

The Northern Beggar Hong Hong Qigong, seeing this scene, instantly became extremely solemn!

He spoke in a deep voice: "Not good! This old poison actually forcibly merged the power of two Liangda Sect masters!"

"This strike of his, I fear, even if a true Zhengdeda Sect master stood before him, would have to treat it with caution! Its power is unparalleled!"