338: C338 The Invincible Flood Dragon

C338 The Invincible Flood Dragon

"What a pure power of thunder, I'm afraid her thunder spirit root is close to high-grade" Meng Ran said in a low voice.

At this time, Ning Feixuan's sphere of lightning had completely formed and shot towards the huge demon shadow.

This attack had clearly used up too much of Ning Feixuan's special ability. Her chest rose and fell violently and her forehead was already covered with sweat as she gasped for breath.

Under the gaze of hundreds of gazes, the ball of lightning smashed heavily onto the Flood Dragon's enormous body.

The Flood Dragon immediately let out a wail, and its enormous body was forced back a hundred meters. Its body trembled continuously, and it seemed to have lost all ability to resist.

"This is a good opportunity!"

Gao Junwu, who was waiting for an opportunity to strike, saw what was happening, and his expression changed dramatically. Like a cannonball, he drew a white line in the air. The dagger in his hand, which was glowing with a cold light, was aimed at the Flood Dragon's abdomen and stabbed down.

"Clang!"

When the two collided, it actually caused a spark to appear.

This divine weapon that could pierce through the Grandmaster's body was actually stuck in the dark green scales. No matter how powerful Gao Junwu's divine force was, it was difficult for him to advance an inch!

"How is this possible!?"

Just as Gao Junwu's expression changed dramatically, the Flood Dragon that was trembling just a moment ago returned to normal. Its blood-red eyes revealed a human-like mocking expression!

Could it be that this Flood Dragon had never been injured by Ning Feixuan from the beginning?!

"Not good! Little Gao, quickly leave!"

Ning Feixuan finally noticed that something was not right. She shouted loudly, but it was already too late.

The Flood Dragon's tail, which was as big as a stone pillar, swept across. Gao Junwu felt as if his body was being torn apart. He fell to the side of the river like a paper doll, on the verge of death.

Immediately after, Ning Feixuan, who had used up all her energy, also had no power to fight back. She was directly hit in the waist by the Flood Dragon. Like a kite with a broken string, she fell heavily to the side of the river. She coughed out large mouthfuls of blood, and her face was like golden paper.

In just an instant, the two experts were seriously injured!

When the big shots of Jiangbei saw this, they could no longer suppress the fear in their hearts. They roared madly:

"Shoot! Quick, shoot! "

It turned out that not only Lin Songtao had arranged for the gunmen, but also the ten or so big shots of the province. All of them had arranged for the gunmen.

As these big shots opened their mouths to speak, flames instantly filled the sky in Long Son Riverside. All kinds of pistols, submachine guns, and hidden sniper rifles pulled their triggers and fired wildly at that huge monster.

"An animal is still an animal. No matter how big it is, what use is it! In front of my submachine gun, I will also turn you into a sieve!"

Han Mingshan, who had a cigar in his mouth, spat on the ground and said with disdain.

"Dad, can these weapons hurt this monster?" The young master of Lin Family, lin Feng, asked nervously.

Lin Songtao was sitting on his armchair, he didn't panic at all.

He also looked proud and arrogant.

"Feng'er, modern society is the best in terms of technology. Firearms are the most powerful things. This giant snake's head has lived for a long time. To put it bluntly, it's just a pile of rotten meat. It won't be able to withstand a few shots. Moreover, even if it's Martial Arts Grandmaster, he still has to obediently submit to the firearms! "

Lin Songtao had a hidden meaning in his words. His gaze was sharp as he looked at Meng Ran from time to time. It was a great threat.

When he said this, the group of big shots and martial cultivator all agreed.

"That's right, that's right. The reason why the Martial Dao is dying is because of the appearance of the firearms. In recent times, the Martial Dao was flourishing. Martial Arts Master and Martial Arts Grandmaster from different provinces came out one after another. It could be said that hundreds of flowers were blooming at the same time. However, ever since the rise of guns in recent times, the Martial Dao has been declining. "1

Some of the older generation martial cultivator sighed, and their eyes were filled with sadness.

"That's right. The internal arts that has been cultivating for twenty years can't even match someone pulling the trigger with a finger. Only a fool would go and practice martial arts." A rich kid mocked.

Hearing the long beard and short hair sigh beside his ear and the gloating faces of a group of big shots, Meng Ran's lips curled up slightly and a cold smile appeared on his face.

In the next second, an incredulous voice suddenly sounded.

"This... How is this possible!"

The huge demon shadow was leisurely strolling in the rain of bullets, completely unharmed!

Regardless of whether it was a large caliber sniper rifle, it was a full powered submachine gun. When all kinds of bullets hit the scales of the flood dragon, they would create sparks, as if they hit bulletproof armor.

The world-shocking Flood Dragon was completely unharmed!

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