As his voice fell, Jiang Bei raised the Vast Void Heavenly Blade in his hand and brought it down in a furious slash at Po You's head!
Bang!!
A deafening explosion rang out.
A huge gash was split open across Po You's head, and scarlet demon blood sprayed out, carrying a rank stench.
Yet even with its head injured, the wound was still healing—only far more slowly than the injuries on its body!
Jiang Bei knew his chance had come. His eyes narrowed as he forcibly drew in a breath, raised the Vast Void Heavenly Blade, and hacked down again and again upon Po You's healing wound!
Bang!
Bang!!
Thunderous booms erupted one after another. In Jiang Bei's hands, the Vast Void Heavenly Blade no longer seemed like a saber at all, but a heavy hammer, unleashing astonishing might.
Po You's head had already been healing slowly. Under Jiang Bei's storm-like barrage, demon blood gushed out wildly, while the wound grew ever larger.
Long Cheng and the others in the distance had long since been dumbstruck.
Po You was the God Lord's mount. In the Canglan Realm of old, it had been an existence no one dared provoke; to see the mount was to see the God Lord.
Whenever Po You went to a place or a faction, the person in charge there would even take the initiative to offer up people and livestock for it to eat, fearing only that they might offend the God Lord's mount.
And now, this mount of the God Lord—an unparalleled existence in the Canglan Realm, one whose status, in a sense, was even higher than that of the leaders of the Five Great Sects—was being brutally beaten in the hands of their Vast Void Dragon Clan's Supreme Elder, in Jiang Bei's hands. It