This Jade-Scaled Flood Dragon was more than twenty feet long, and its body diameter was also close to ten feet long.
However, its flying speed was faster than ordinary beasts of the same level, comparable to Wang Daoyuan's Wind Fire Flying Kite.
When the two were more than ten miles apart, Wang Daoyuan did not dare to get closer.
The Jade-Scaled Flood Dragon was known as a semi-divine beast, and its dragon body was extremely strong.
If he got any closer, it would be easy for it to get close to him. Who would dare to fight a semi-divine beast?
He held the White Tiger Blade in his hand and used the Myriad Sword Art, slashing out five long sword shadows to test the defense of the Jade-Scaled Flood Dragon.
The Jade-Scaled Flood Dragon did not even look at the five long sword shadows.
It did not even care about Wang Daoyuan and went straight to the mouth of the Hidden Dragon River.
The four sword shadows slashed on the scales of the Jade-Scaled Flood Dragon, making clanking sounds, but did not even leave a mark.
The last sword shadow slashed between its two horns.
Although it did not leave a mark, it still angered the Jade-Scaled Flood Dragon.
How could a semi-divine beast with the potential to transform into a dragon endure such anger?
It no longer went to the mouth of the Hidden Dragon River, but changed its direction and pounced on Wang Daoyuan.
The five Myriad Sword Art did not even leave a mark. Wang Daoyuan used the Sword Shadow Divine Light Technique, and ten sword shadows appeared, slashing at the head of the Jade-Scaled Flood Dragon.
The Jade-Scaled Flood Dragon twisted its body in the air, dodging the sword shadows with its head, and using its body to meet the four dragon claws.
In an instant, four sword shadows were crushed by the dragon claws.
The other six sword shadows slashed on the scales of the Jade-Scaled Flood Dragon, but only left a few slight marks, far from breaking the defense.
Wang Daoyuan immediately controlled the six dim sword shadows to dodge the dragon claws and attack the head of the Jade-Scaled Flood Dragon.
The Jade-Scaled Flood Dragon reacted quickly, opening its bloody mouth and releasing a strong suction force.
The six sword shadows were sucked into its mouth, and Wang Daoyuan could no longer sense the existence of the sword shadows.
The Sword Shadow Divine Light Technique, which had always been effective against cultivators of the same level, could not withstand a single blow in front of it.
When the Jade Scale Flood Dragon opened its mouth to swallow the sword shadow, it revealed a reverse golden scale below its throat. This was the dragon's reverse scale.
The reverse scale was the core of a dragon's power, especially for dragons. The reverse scale was the key to transforming into a dragon, but it was also a fatal weakness.
In order to protect this fatal weakness, the strength of the reverse scale far exceeded that of ordinary scales.
However, as long as one could break through the reverse scale or enter through the gaps between the scales, they would be able to kill the Jade Scale Flood Dragon.
After the Jade Scale Flood Dragon swallowed the sword shadow, it flew towards Wang Daoyuan. It swore to kill this little bug that dared to offend the dragon's might.
Wang Daoyuan summoned the Dark Sound Soul Burying Bell. Under his full power, a long sword formed from his Spiritual Sense and sound waves slashed towards the Jade Scale Flood Dragon.
The Demonic Beast's Divine Sense wasn't strong, and it didn't have a Purple Mansion to protect its soul. Therefore, the sound wave attack was a fatal move to them.
However, this Jade Scale Flood Dragon was not to be trifled with. It raised its head and let out a resounding dragon roar.
The aquatic demonic beasts in the surroundings all bowed down. Even the other eight dragon species lowered their heads to show their submission.
The cultivators who were besieging the dragon species were all frightened.
They didn't dare to continue to stay on the river. They gave up the encirclement and fled to the shore.
The long sword released by the Dark Sound Soul Burying Bell was also directly shattered by the dragon's roar.
Fortunately, Wang Daoyuan reacted quickly. He activated the Dark Sound Soul Burying Bell again and formed a black defensive light shield to block the dragon's roar.
The Flood Dragon didn't have a powerful roar attack method. This move was so powerful that it was most likely learned from the inherited memories of the Dragon Clan.
The Jade Scale Flood Dragon rushed towards him. Wang Daoyuan put away the Firestorm Flying Kite and landed on the river surface. At the same time, he began to condense the Golden Roc's shadow.
The Jade Scale Flood Dragon cast a spell to attack, while he used the Smoke Escape to dodge.
This was the Wan Chuan River, and it was also the Spirit Qi Tide. The water Spirit Qi was extremely rich. The Smoke Escape instantly condensed a black cloud with a diameter of more than five hundred feet.
The Jade Scale Flood Dragon's Spiritual Sense couldn't penetrate and it lost track of Wang Daoyuan.
It opened its mouth and suddenly spat out a green stream of air. The black cloud instantly dissipated.
In order to stall for time, Wang Daoyuan used the Smoke Escape again. The Jade Scale Flood Dragon also used the same trick.
After five breaths of time, the Golden Roc's shadow with a wingspan of a hundred feet appeared above Wang Daoyuan.
When the Jade Scale Flood Dragon saw the Golden Roc, a trace of fear appeared in its eyes.
Rocs belonged to the Phoenix lineage. They didn't have a high status in the Phoenix Clan. They were equivalent to the more ordinary True Dragons of the Dragon Clan.
Rocs had a ferocious temperament and liked to devour, especially demon beasts with the bloodline of Divine Beasts.
Although they couldn't eat True Dragons, they could still eat Dragon Bloodline demon beasts.
Therefore, Semi-Divine Beasts like the Flood Dragon were somewhat afraid of rocs.
However, the Jade Scale Flood Dragon's fear only lasted for a moment. It soon sensed that the Roc had a form but no spirit.
The Golden Roc grabbed at the Jade Scale Flood Dragon. The Jade Scale Flood Dragon didn't dare to take the attack head-on and dodged.
Wang Daoyuan used the Feather Blade and released a hundred golden feathers to attack the Jade Scale Flood Dragon.
The Jade Scale Flood Dragon couldn't dodge in time and was hit by the Feather Blade, leaving scratches on its body.
Unfortunately, the Feather Blade still couldn't break through its defense.
The Jade Scale Flood Dragon heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that this spell was only so-so.
Wang Daoyuan took advantage of the moment when it relaxed and instantly released the remaining 900 Feather Blades.
The 900 golden feathers attacked the Jade Scale Flood Dragon's head at an extremely fast speed.
The Jade Scale Flood Dragon's eyes revealed a look of horror. It was impossible for it to dodge the feathers, so it could only avoid its vital parts.
It twisted its body and used the hard scales on its back to take the attack head-on.
The 900 Feather Blades hit the back of the Jade Scale Flood Dragon's waist.
Only a roar of anger and wailing could be heard. Shattered golden feathers danced in the sky, mixed with jasper-like fragments.
After the dust settled, a bowl-sized wound appeared on the Jade Scale Flood Dragon's waist, and more than a dozen scales around it were shattered.
The wound was badly mutilated, and the white Flood Dragon's bones were exposed in the center.
The spectators were also trembling with fear.
The green spiritual energy on the Jade Scale Flood Dragon's body surged, and new flesh quickly grew on the wound, but the scales hadn't grown out yet.
Wang Daoyuan naturally wouldn't give up the opportunity to beat a drowning dog. He controlled the Golden Roc phantom and scratched at the Jade Scale Flood Dragon's wound.
No matter how agile the Jade Scale Flood Dragon was, it was still far inferior to the Golden Roc. Its wound was almost scratched several times.
It could only keep casting spells to consume the Golden Roc phantom.
Wang Daoyuan kept reducing the size of the Golden Roc to make it more agile.
Soon, the Golden Roc phantom's wingspan was only twenty feet long.
This time, the Jade Scale Flood Dragon could no longer dodge. Its wound was scratched by the Golden Roc, and it let out a painful roar.
The Golden Roc's claws kept tearing at the wound. The Jade Scale Flood Dragon's body twitched, and drops of blood spilled on the river surface.
Its head and tail rolled to the middle, entangling the Golden Roc. It wanted to rely on its physical strength to break the Golden Roc phantom.
However, with this entanglement, the reverse scale on its neck was exposed.
Wang Daoyuan injected a large amount of spiritual energy into the White Tiger Blade. The White Tiger Sword Intent in his sea of consciousness was also integrated into the White Tiger Blade, and the White Tiger's charm was activated.
He used the Cloud Escape to attack the Jade Scale Flood Dragon's reverse scale.
The onlooking cultivators all held their breaths and stared at the river surface with wide eyes.
This was the highest level of life and death battle below the Golden Core Realm. The outcome was about to be decided, and no one wanted to miss this scene.
Wang Daoyuan arrived in an instant. The Jade Scale Flood Dragon was shocked by the White Tiger's power and was stunned for half a breath.
In this half a breath, the White Tiger Blade pierced through the gap of the reverse scale.
A dragon's roar full of pain and despair resounded in the wilderness. The Jade Scale Flood Dragon let go of the Golden Roc phantom.
As if the final radiance of the setting sun, it used all the strength in its body and whipped its tail at Wang Daoyuan.
This fatal blow was extremely powerful, and the tail carried a sharp sound of thunder.
It was definitely too late to dodge. Wang Daoyuan's mind moved, and the Black Tortoise Shield appeared, releasing the Black Tortoise phantom.
At the same time, he used the Thick Earth Mystic Handle to resist the blow.
The Black Tortoise phantom was instantly broken, and the Black Tortoise Shield was also sent flying, suffering heavy injuries.
In front of the dragon tail, the Thick Earth Mystic Handle was like a piece of paper, dissipating in an instant.
Wang Daoyuan was thrown more than ten thousand feet away, vomiting more than ten mouthfuls of blood in the air.
He was still holding the White Tiger Blade tightly. His body was sent flying, and he pulled out the White Tiger Blade.
A large amount of blood spurted out from the Jade Scale Flood Dragon's reverse scale.
After struggling for a few breaths, it fell into the Wan Chuan River.
Everyone present was shocked. Even the princes and princesses on the top floor of the Hidden Dragon Pavilion, who were used to seeing Golden Core Cultivators, were stunned.
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