The prodigies of the Central Continent seemed to be nothing much after all.
But the Flood Dragon King before them was no mere showpiece. Judging by his aura alone, even he was not a hundred percent confident he could take him down, much less the three women before him.
"Why do I feel like you've become much more talkative ever since you came to the Central Continent with me? You've turned into a chatterbox."
"You weren't like this before."
Ye Lin glanced at Dugu Feng and said flatly. Dugu Feng merely gave an awkward smile.
Perhaps.
"Form the formation."
In the sky, the three women each took up a position in a different direction, their hands moving through identical sword seals. At once, the void trembled, and pillars of light shot out in all directions.
The pillars crisscrossed one another, trapping the Flood Dragon King firmly within.
"United minds—the Purple Sky Heavenly Palace's famed Extermination Sword Formation? Heh, is this the confidence Taiduo Na's mutt sent you here with?"
"Very well. Then I'll let that old bastard Taiduo Na have a taste of losing his disciples."
Staring at the sword formation before him, the Flood Dragon King immediately roared. As his roar rang out, his massive draconic body began to thrash restlessly, ramming the pillars of light with mad force.
"Strangle."
At Purple Cloud's command, the three women instantly shifted the formation. Waves of incomparably powerful Sword Qi burst forth from within, carving terrifying sword wounds across the Flood Dragon King's enormous body.
"Is that all you're capable of?"
In an instant, the Flood Dragon King erupted with invincible dragon might. The moment it was unleashed, the three women were sent flying.
"Hmph, die."
Having broken free, the Flood Dragon King snorted coldly and slowly opened his abyssal maw toward