Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade

"An Innate Spiritual Treasure?"

"Who exactly are you?"

Yang Jian said coldly, "Yang Jian of Irrigation River Mouth."

The flood dragon froze for a moment, then laughed in fury.

"Yang Jian?"

"I don't care who you are."

"Once you enter this river, you are on my turf."

"Come die!"

The flood dragon opened its mouth and spewed black water lightning.

The water lightning exploded beneath the river, stirring up a vortex thousands of feet wide.

The people on the shore watched with their hearts in their throats.

"Will the immortal be all right?"

"That flood dragon is enormous!"

"Third-Eye must win!"

At the riverbed, the Primordial Chaos Banner emerged above Yang Jian's head.

Mystic light descended, keeping the black water and lightning at bay.

He stamped his foot, unleashing the power of his fleshly body, and shot straight toward the flood dragon.

He threw a punch.

The flood dragon's head shuddered violently, and swathes of black scales burst away.

The flood dragon screamed.

"How can your body be so strong?"

Yang Jian did not answer.

Sword in one hand and fist clenched in the other, he pressed close to the flood dragon's body and launched a fierce assault.

The Immortal Slaying Sword cleaved through scales.

His fist shattered bone.

The flood dragon rolled through the riverbed, trying to coil its body around Yang Jian.

Yang Jian raised an arm and shook it. The Protective Jade Talisman glowed, directly blasting the dragon's body away.

The flood dragon was both shocked and enraged.

"I have cultivated for ten thousand years—how can a mere Golden Immortal suppress me like this?"

"What kind of inheritance did you obtain?"

Yang Jian brought his sword down.

Sword light swept across the flood dragon's spine, and blood stained the river red.

The flood dragon howled in pain,