3037: C3037 Conflict

C3037 Conflict

After the Flood Dragon grabbed the Black Dragon Spear, a mocking look appeared in its eyes. It then threw the Black Dragon Spear back at Jiang Ting.

When Jiang Ting saw this, he was just about to wave his hand and recall the Black Dragon Spear when he suddenly realized that the Black Dragon Spear was currently filled with the immense strength of the Flood Dragon. If he recalled it hastily, the immense strength would definitely send him flying.

"What a cunning voice. " He cursed in his heart. Even if it was his own magic weapon that was attacking him, he could only choose to temporarily be sharp.

In a battle with such a fierce Demonic Beast, once he was injured, it could be said to be a catalyst for his death. . . The injuries he had suffered in the cave passageway had not fully healed yet. If he could not be injured, he would try his best to remain uninjured.

"Ang. . . " The Flood Dragon pounced towards Jiang Ting again.

It wasn't that it didn't want to attack Wu Ying first, but it could tell that it wouldn't have the chance to devour Wu Ying if it didn't deal with Jiang Ting first. If that was the case, it might as well devour Jiang Ting.

Although Jiang Ting was slightly stronger than Wu Ying, it wasn't worried. . . It was just a little stronger food.

"Are you staring at me?" Jiang Ting did not hesitate to continue running.

He didn't want to face the Flood Dragon head on. . . If he couldn't defeat it, then why would he fight it head on? Unless he was an idiot, who would be stupid?

He ran for a while.

Jiang Ting suddenly felt something was wrong with the atmosphere.

He turned around and looked. Wu Ying, who he had saved, had already run to the edge of the cave with some hesitation.

As for Hua Ling. . . She was standing not too far away, watching the show?

In an instant, Jiang Ting felt a wave of annoyance rise in his heart.

Thus, he shouted coldly, "Are you watching the show!?"

Hua Ling's eyes flashed slightly and she remained silent. Clearly, she was taking revenge on the death of the Autumn Water Pavilion's disciple.

Jiang Ting wished he could scold someone, so. . . He shouted coldly. "A dispute of personal feelings. When I die, none of you will be able to live either!"

The flower bell finally spoke, "You block it first. I am casting a secret spell. "

"Secret technique?" A flame of fury instantly appeared in Jiang Ting's heart.

If it was someone else, perhaps they would be willing to pretend to believe it, or perhaps because of Hua Ling's appearance, they would be willing to suffer some grievances. But he. . . Was different.

First, he jumped away from the Flood Dragon.

Then, with a slight movement of his five fingers, twelve link blades flew out. Right now, the limit of not damaging his body and mind was to control the twelve flying blades.

Once he used the twelve blade edges, it meant that he had no time to use magic, not even the instant-cast Fireball Spell, much less any other magic tools.

The child blades that he slashed out did not attack the Flood Dragon, but the Flower Bell.

Unless he used the complete set of child blades, the child blades wouldn't be able to break through the Flood Dragon's defense. If that was the case, why would he use the child blades to deal with the Flood Dragon? If something were to happen to the Flood Dragon, it would be an irreparable loss if any of the blade Throwing Knives were damaged.

S were about to attack. . . Fortunately, the distance between the two was close to fifteen zhang. Because the distance was far enough, even if Jiang Ting suddenly attacked, she would still be able to react in time.

The white silk fluttered slightly, instantly depreciating into a cloth cage that enveloped her.

A light sound of collision rang out. Although the blade wasn't able to break through the white silk, it ripped open many parts of the white silk.

Hua Ling couldn't help but shout in anger: "You're crazy!"

"Since you want me to die, I will drag you to die together with me. Is there a problem?"

First, he sneered, then Jiang Ting continued to dodge the flood dragon. "I might die. At least, you will die in front of me!"

With the Flowing Wind Boots, Jiang Ting wasn't sure if he could escape or not. However, he was very sure that if there was only one person who could escape, it would definitely be him, Jiang Ting.

Unexpectedly. . . The Flood Dragon understood Jiang Ting's words.

It suddenly stopped its pursuit and climbed onto the roof of a rotten building with all four limbs. Its body was wrapped around a pillar that was close to decay, and it looked at the two of them with ridicule and ridicule.

It looked like it was going to watch a good show. . . . Its aura also suddenly became obscure.

Seeing this, Jiang Ting's figure flashed and increased the distance between them. Then, he controlled the blade to point the tip of the blade at Hua Ling.

"Stupid. . . Stupid. . . Two. . . Feet. Beast. . . " A hoarse, sharp, and ear-piercing sound that sounded like metal scraping against metal suddenly rang out.

Jiang Ting and Hua Ling, who were still confronting each other, narrowed their eyes and abruptly turned their heads to look. The direction where the sound came from was clearly the place where the Flood Dragon had coiled itself around the abandoned building.

The only one who made a sound was the Flood Dragon, who was watching the show.

The reason why the sound was intermittent was because it was intermittent. The reason why the sound was intermittent was probably because the Flood Dragon had just learned how to speak.

The flood dragon's eyes were filled with disdain. "Two legs. . . Beast. "

It was quickly adapting to the human language.

However, this was not important. What was important was that the Demonic Beasts in this world could only be spoken by people when they were in the Foundation Establishment stage.

Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining were two completely different realms.

If it broke through. . . Then the people in this place would die without a doubt.

Jiang Ting suddenly could not care about confronting Hua Ling anymore. "It is adapting to the power of Foundation Establishment. If it does, no one will be able to escape. "

Hua Ling looked at Jiang Ting hatefully, then suddenly jumped out. The white silk rushed towards the flood dragon like a flying snake.

"Don't. . . I. . . Watch the show. All of you, go to hell!" The Flood Dragon's head instantly straightened up.

"Senior Sister, it hasn't broken through yet. The Flood Dragon's bloodline is powerful, and it's only forcefully breaking through. It's not as terrifying as the Foundation Establishment stage. Hurry up and kill it. " Wu Ying suddenly realized something and hurriedly shouted.

However, its words seemed to be a little late. Hua Ling had already attacked.

Looking at the Flood Dragon again, the aura there suddenly became chaotic.

Drops of water suddenly flew out. The temperature in this place dropped in a straight line.

When the white silk got close, the water droplets instantly counterattacked like a storm. The Hard Water Pearl didn't damage the white silk either. It just stuck to the white silk.

When the white silk was ten meters away from the flood dragon, the white silk was already overjoyed. A thousand kilograms fell to the ground in a daze.

No matter how much power the flower bell exerted, the white silk was unable to fly on the ground.

A look of disappointment appeared in the Flood Dragon's eyes. Then, it threw itself at the flower bell. Perhaps the power of the spell disappointed it, so it didn't want to use spells. Instead, it wanted to use its physical body to attack?

At the same time, Jiang Ting felt relieved. Although the Flood Dragon suddenly used a spell, the speed of its physical body's impact wasn't much different from before.

Its strength should not have increased. Perhaps it was just as Wu Ying had said, the Flood Dragon had forcefully locked down a so-called barrier, which was why it could suddenly say something.

"I really don't want to help you. " He muttered. Although he didn't want to help, Jiang Ting still took out the Profound Dragon Spear and rushed out.

Hua Ling, who was attacked, suddenly retreated.

"Roar!" The Flood Dragon opened its huge mouth and roared.1

A powerful suction force appeared. . . Hua Ling's retreating action stopped abruptly. Her clothes and hair were blown up by the suction force and flew toward the Flood Dragon.

Perhaps it was because she had forced her way through, but the Flood Dragon was actually able to use magical techniques to support its attack. . . Or perhaps it was because the Flood Dragon had been hiding its true strength.

The calm that Hua Ling had been maintaining disappeared in an instant, and a faint trace of fear appeared in her eyes. . . The Flood Dragon's strength was getting stronger and stronger.

Waiting for Jiang Ting's rescue?

Thinking back to how she had just watched without doing anything, she didn't think that Jiang Ting would really do his best to rescue her.

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