Aside from its eyes, the dragon has no other weaknesses.
"It's over! This dragon's strength is completely comparable to the ninth level of the Dragon Transformation Realm! It might even be the legendary half-step Tribulation Transcending Realm!"
Bai Di's face turned ashen, her eyes filled with despair. She had not yet achieved the unification of the martial arts world; was she destined to perish like this?
"Buddha's Palm!"
Yang Feng leaped out, his body like a cannonball, transforming into a shooting star that shot straight into the sky, golden Buddhist light shining in his hand, containing a trace of darkness.
His body suddenly radiated golden light, like a noble fighting Buddha!
Suddenly, it materialized into a giant golden hand, with profound characters winding across it.
It descended from the sky and slammed down hard on the head of the Primordial Flood Dragon!
The golden light, imbued with supreme pressure, made the Primordial Dragon dare not meet its gaze, and even felt oppressed.
However, the difference in strength was ultimately too great, and the oppressive aura was instantly dissipated.
"Roar!" With a furious roar, the dragon, as agile as ever, suddenly sprang up and headed towards the golden handprint that was slamming down from the sky.
"Give me the town!"
Yang Feng coldly uttered these words and slapped the Primordial Flood Dragon down with a single palm strike.
Whoosh!
Just then, the Primordial Dragon swung its tail, and its thick tail slammed into Yang Feng's body, sending him flying.
Yang Feng felt as if he had been hit by a large truck, and his body flew backward like a kite.
"puff--"
Finally, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
He landed on the ground a hundred meters away, which was very difficult.
It felt as if all the bones in my body were about to fall apart.
pain!
It hurts so much!
The Tathagata Palm was also absorbed into the body of the Hunyuan Flood Dragon in mid-air.
"A demonic beast that is halfway to the Tribulation Transcending Realm is completely comparable in strength to a cultivator in the Tribulation Transcending Realm... This is getting out of hand."
Yang Feng lay on the ground, unable to move like a salted fish, his whole body aching, making him grimace.
He used all his strength to take out a healing pill, swallowed it, and began to refine it frantically.
The injury has begun to heal.
Chaos Pearl!
At the same time, it spun wildly again.
"Power, I want power."
Yang Feng glided up from the ground, flew through the air, summoned the Flame Sword, and gripped it tightly in his hand.
"A double whammy of ice and fire!"
The flaming sword instantly blazed with flames ten feet high, and ice flowed from Yang Feng's arm.
Ice and fire, forced to clash.
"cut!"
Yang Feng roared, leaped into the air, raised his longsword high, and finally slashed down fiercely.
The Primordial Dragon remained completely calm. With a slight twist of its massive body, it spewed out a stream of flames and shot towards Yang Feng.
This flame was no ordinary flame; wherever it passed, everything vanished.
"boom!"
The two collided violently, creating a tremendous sound and a huge shockwave that instantly blew away the top-tier expert from the Heavenly Realm.
The space in this area began to distort.
Thick black smoke billowed out, and from within it, a flame still shot out rapidly.
This is the flame that the Primordial Dragon just spewed out.
It's not over yet!
Yang Feng's pupils contracted, and he quickly dodged.
We brushed past each other.
He felt the extremely high temperature on his shoulder.
If it were ordinary clothes, it could directly cause a fire.
But the clothes Yang Feng was wearing were once the clothes of a life and the foundation of a continent.
Even celestial fire wouldn't catch fire with these clothes. (Urban Super Full-Time System)