"You want to leave? Do you really think you can?"
Seeing Xiao Yan's move, Yun Shan sneered. His figure flashed, and in an instant he was before Xiao Yan, bringing a palm down upon him.
Meanwhile, Hai Bodong and Ling Ying, both Dou Huang experts, had been held back by a casual move from Yun Shan and were completely unable to come to his aid.
Facing that palm, Xiao Yan felt a fleeting illusion of utter helplessness.
No matter how capable he was of fighting above his level, he could not cross three major realms to face a Dou Zong, even if that Dou Zong was already seriously injured.
Yet at that moment, a roar rang out, and the enormous beast that had been slumbering within his sleeve awoke.
In an instant, a seven-colored giant python appeared. It roared and charged toward Yun Shan.
"What is that?" the many experts watching cried out in alarm.
Fa Ma sharply inhaled. "That aura... a Seven-Colored Heaven-Swallowing Python! A Dou Wang-class magical beast! Xiao Yan actually had something like this hidden away. Just how many trump cards does he have?"
Jia Xing Tian also said in astonishment, "What a terrifying young man. But a Dou Wang-class magical beast still cannot change the course of this battle."
The moment it appeared, the Heaven-Swallowing Python fixed its snake eyes on the suddenly appearing Yun Shan. Opening its enormous jaws, it spat a torrent of seven-colored liquid containing deadly poison toward him.
With a soft snort, Yun Shan casually waved his hand, and a wall of wind appeared before him.
The seven-colored liquid poured down, rapidly corroding the nearly solid wind wall into nothingness.
However, just as the Heaven-Swallowing Python was about to press its advantage and continue attacking, a massive force suddenly struck its tail.