Chapter 71

Could it be that it had already surpassed a Grandmaster and reached the legendary... Land Immortal realm?!

Even the Middle-Spirit Wang Wang Chongyang in his prime would never have brought him such huge pressure and despair!

At this moment, the pride and unyielding will of a hero in his heart were almost completely shattered!

The fire of hope that had just risen in the eyes of the Purple-Clad Dragon King Dai Dai Qisi was also extinguished like a candle in the wind in the face of this ruthless reality.

Her face was ashen, her eyes filled with despair and unwillingness, and a trace of deep regret.

She secretly cursed West Poison Ouyang Feng for being incompetent, unable to even take a single move from the opponent!

She also secretly hated herself for being stupid, actually believing the nonsense of this old poison and transmitting her lifelong energy to him!

Now, having lost all her energy and becoming a cripple, she probably didn't even have a chance to run away!

Northern Beggar Hong Hong Qigong was also dumbfounded, his mouth open wide enough to fit an egg, and he almost couldn't hold the dog-beating stick in his hand.

He had just sworn that Ouyang Feng's strike was extraordinarily powerful and that even a Grandmaster would have to treat it with caution.

As a result, before the words had even faded, he was slapped in the face by Ning Chuan so cleanly and casually!

This made his old face feel hot, extremely embarrassed, and he wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

But what followed was even more intense shock and unspeakable awe!

Too... too terrifying!

The strength of this flood dragon had completely exceeded the limits of his imagination!

This could no longer be described as simple powerful martial arts; this was simply the means of gods and demons!

"Perhaps... only the Middle-Spirit Wang Wang Chongyang, who was rarely seen, if he were still alive and had also reached the legendary realm, might be able to fight it?"

Hong Hong Qigong thought bitterly, and he even began to doubt whether his title of one of the Five Greats was a joke in front of this flood dragon.

As for them, these so-called Five Greats, they would probably all be finished in front of this flood dragon!

For the first time, he felt a trace of doubt and frustration about his martial arts, which he had always been proud of.

The Old Urchin Zhou Zhou Botong had his eyes wide open, his small mouth formed into an "O" shape, as if he could fit a duck egg.

After a while, he reacted, clapped his hands and laughed, his voice filled with triumph and pride:

"Hahaha! Eldest Senior Brother is mighty! Eldest Senior Brother is the best in the world!"

"I knew it, these bad guys are no match for my Eldest Senior Brother!"

"Second Senior Brother is definitely no match for Eldest Senior Brother! Huang Huang Laoxie isn't either! The old beggar isn't either! None of you are!"

In his heart, Ning Chuan's image had been completely deified, becoming an omnipotent existence.

Qu Qu Lingfeng, Lu Lu Chengfeng, and others on Taohuadao were all trembling with excitement, their eyes filled with tears!

Their Island Master!

Was simply too powerful!

With such a god-like existence sitting in town, why worry about Taohuadao not flourishing?!

The worship and reverence in their hearts had reached an insurmountable level!

It seemed as if as long as Ning Chuan gave an order, they would be willing to go through fire and water for him, without hesitation!

Ning Chuan ignored the shock and exclamation of the crowd.

His pale golden dragon pupils still watched West Poison Ouyang Feng and Purple-Clad Dragon King Dai Dai Qisi coldly and indifferently.

He struck again!

This time, he didn't give these two guys any more chances!

His massive flood dragon body swayed slightly in the air, and like a teleportation, faster than imaginable, he appeared above the two!

Two giant dragon claws, covered in fine black scales and flashing with grim cold light, descended like Mount Tai, carrying peerless power, and fiercely grabbed at the two!

Wherever the dragon claws passed, it seemed as if space itself was about to be torn apart!

"No——!!!"

West Poison Ouyang Feng and Dai Dai Qisi felt the suffocating terrifying pressure and the peerless powerful force.

Despair appeared in their eyes at the same time!

They wanted to resist, wanted to dodge.

But in the face of Ning Chuan's absolute power and speed, all their struggles appeared so pale and powerless, so ridiculous.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two dull, loud noises!

Like two small mountains descending from the sky!

West Poison Ouyang Feng and Dai Dai Qisi were like two chicks caught by a goshawk, fiercely pressed onto the ground by Ning Chuan's dragon claws!

The ground instantly cracked, forming two giant deep pits!

Dust flew, and broken stones splashed everywhere!

Both of them spat blood, their bones shattered all over, and they collapsed in the deep pits like mud, the meridians in their bodies also shattered by the violent flood dragon energy.

Although Ning Chuan showed mercy and didn't take their lives directly—after all, these two guys were top-tier experts of the current era and had many good things hidden on them.

But he also completely deprived them of their combat power, turning them into cripples, making it extremely difficult to even move a finger.

The reason he kept these two guys was because he was still somewhat interested in the martial arts on them, such as the Toad Technique, Spirit Snake Fist, and Holy Fire Order Divine Art, etc.

When he had time later, he would slowly "borrow" them to enrich his Heavenly Flood Martial Canon.

Everything settled down.

The aggressive and arrogant enemies from all sides, including the eight grandmaster-level experts.

The dead were dead, and the captured were captured.

A massive disaster that could shake the entire martial arts world and make countless sects look on in shock.

Was actually quelled by Ning Chuan in such a short time with his thunderous, sweeping supreme divine power.

The people of Taohuadao looked up at the black flood dragon floating in mid-air, commanding the wind, rain, thunder, and lightning, like a god or demon descending, overlooking all living beings.

Their hearts were filled with endless reverence, exclamation, submission... and a trace of fear of supreme power originating from the depths of their souls.

They knew that from this day on, the pattern of Taohuadao, and even the pattern of the entire martial arts world, would undergo earth-shaking changes because of the existence of this black flood dragon!

However, just when everyone thought the storm had completely subsided and were preparing to step forward to thank Ning Chuan for saving the island.

Ning Chuan's pale golden dragon pupils suddenly narrowed slightly.

His gaze was like lightning, piercing through the heavy rain curtain and the rolling dark clouds, shooting toward the surging, boundless depths of the sea in the distance!

As if there, an even more powerful and hidden existence was still lurking!