Faced with such a terrifying Flood Dragon, even a Demigod would probably be killed in an instant.
Just then, an azure figure suddenly appeared before the Black-Robed Elder.
Whoosh!
A streak of Sword Rays swept past, intercepting the Golden Flood Dragon.
Boom!
A violent explosion rang out, and the Golden Flood Dragon burst apart.
The azure figure flickered, appearing beside Yi Chen again.
"You're still too weak. You're not worthy of being my opponent!"
Yi Chen shook his head and spoke in an icy tone.
"Whoever you are, I'll grind your bones to dust and scatter your ashes today!"
The Black-Robed Elder was furious. His body trembled as his fingers jabbed repeatedly, gathering runes at his fingertips before sending them surging toward Yi Chen.
These runes carried tremendous power that made hearts tremble. They could not be underestimated.
Boom!
The azure figure stood motionless, allowing the runes to strike him.
In an instant, the azure figure was shattered to pieces by the runes, as though he were made of stone.
Pfft!
Yi Chen spat out a mouthful of blood. The Soul-Guarding Defensive Shield around him was finally blasted apart, and he was hurled backward, crashing to the ground.
"How is this possible? You're clearly just a mere Titled Douluo! How can you possess such terrifying strength? Who exactly are you?"
Disbelief covered the Black-Robed Elder's face, and deep wariness flashed in his eyes.
He had thought that, at his age, he could be considered extraordinarily gifted, a heaven-blessed genius. Never had he imagined he would encounter an even more terrifying freak of talent.
Yi Chen shook his head. "Stop guessing. You're not worthy of knowing who I am, nor do you have the right."
"Hmph! Whoever you are, you've offended me, and you must pay the price!"
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