C342 One Step on a Flood Dragon!
C342 One Step on a Flood Dragon!
martial cultivator! Perhaps, only this celestial knew about Meng Ran's cultivation level the best. However, this punch caused Gu Changfeng's face to be filled with horror, as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.
"Meng Ran! You actually dare to look down on me! Your cultivation level is not weaker than mine, why aren't you willing to fight me?!"
Gu Changfeng was in a frenzied state. He had witnessed Meng Ran forcing the Flood Dragon to retreat 300 meters with a single punch. Only now did Peerless Heavenly Man realize that from the beginning until the end, this young man had never used his full strength!
The majestic figure stood proudly in the void. His black hair was draped over his shoulders, making him look like a Heavenly God. His eyes fell upon the rippling Long Son River, and he said in a cold voice.
"He's just a celestial being in the mortal world, yet he still wants me to take action? If a God Stage comes, how many more moves can he exchange with me? With just you, you can train for another thirty years! "
The indifferent words had already reached the ears of everyone at the riverside. No matter if it was the big shots of the province or the Martial Dao experts, no one could say a word.
Gu Changfeng stared at the figure in the void. The knuckles on his left hand made a crisp sound. His crane hair and child-like face had turned red.
At this moment, on the Long Son River, he heard the angry roar of a flood dragon.
This cultivation level was an Essence Congealing Period Peak demon beast. It stared at the tiny human who had forced it back three hundred meters with a single punch, and its eyes were filled with hatred.
The Flood Dragon opened its mouth and spat out hundreds and thousands of wind blades. These wind blades were about three feet long, and they carried the Evil Yin Qi that the Flood Dragon had been cultivating for thousands of years. Each of these wind blades could instantly kill Martial Arts Master!
Thousands of gray wind blades shot out at the same time. They actually turned into a tornado that carried the power to destroy the heavens and the earth as it smashed toward the figure that was like a speck of dust.
"Could this be... the magic technique!?"
Gu Changfeng and the veiled woman exclaimed in horror at the same time.
This kind of power was no longer the power of the mortal world.
Meng Ran looked at the tornado of wind blades, shook his head and sighed, "He is a descendant of a Flood Dragon, how could he comprehend such a low level spell?"
After saying that, Meng Ran raised two fingers that were as clear as jade and pointed at the sky.
The Three-inch Ice Crystal appeared once again!
Everyone felt a desolate Qi that could destroy the heaven and earth suddenly descend. A golden radiance was shining in the void, it was dazzling and shocking.
"Ice Emperor's Finger!"
With a soft voice, the Three-inch Ice Crystal that was shining with a bright golden light collided with the heaven-shaking tornado.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
The Wind Blade tornado that was dozens of meters tall turned into a pillar of ice that pierced through the sky!
It was shining with a dazzling blue light, as if it were a dream!
"It's Spell Cultivator's magical ability! He really is a Spiritual Master!" The veiled woman screamed, and Shen Yiru, who was standing next to her, was dumbstruck.
"You are the weakest person I have ever seen in the Flood Dragon Clan."
Meng Ran shook his head and turned into a shooting star. In front of everyone's eyes, Meng Ran's delicate fist smashed towards the ice pillar that was dozens of meters tall. This ice pillar that was formed from countless wind blades was actually forcefully blasted apart by this simple punch, turning into ice fragments that filled the sky and scattered in all directions.
That flood dragon that was over thirty meters in size revealed a trace of human-like fear in its blood red eyes. It actually gave birth to a great sense of crisis.
Under the stunned gazes of the crowd, Meng Ran's fist, which was like white jade, directly smashed onto the huge dragon's head.
This Essence Congealing Period Peak Flood Dragon was sent flying by Meng Ran's fist like a rubber ball!
Meng Ran did not stop. He even activated the God-Walking Footwork, increasing his speed by tenfold, and chased after the Flood Dragon.
Meng Ran had already arrived above the Flood Dragon.
He also saw Meng Ran suddenly raise his foot. The spotless white casual shoe stepped on the Flood Dragon's body under the gazes of the crowd!
The enormous creature that seemed to have sensed something let out a furious cry as it spat out thousands of gray Yin Qi, which turned into arrows that shot toward the figure on its body.
Meng Ran, who had turned a blind eye to this, shouted loudly.
"Suppress!"
He exerted his strength under his feet, and his divine strength shocked the world. Meng Ran actually stepped into the river with the Flood Dragon that was hovering in the air!
The turbulent river surface of the Long Son River suddenly exploded, and the entire river immediately split into two. The sand at the bottom of the river could be clearly seen!
A water curtain that was a thousand feet tall was raised on both sides of the Long Son River, and in the middle of the Long Son River, there was a young man standing on a flood dragon. He looked domineering and majestic, like a god!