C523 Flood dragon slaying

Then, you can go and die …

Such a simple sentence, no one could hear the killing intent behind it.

However, the meaning behind his words was very clear.

The Black Flood Dragon that was stepped on by Feng Zhi was stunned for a moment, and then, it began to roll even more violently, as if it wanted to directly rush into the ocean, in order to break free from Feng Zhi's shackles.

However, no matter how it moved, Feng Zhi did not move an inch from beginning to end.

Feng Zhi waited for a while, until she confirmed that the Black Jiao dragon had no new movements, then gently shook his head, "In the end, it grew up wild, and its methods were so poor, it was simply disappointing. It seems like it's good that I didn't ask you to be my mount, since with such a stupid mount, I would only be embarrassed."

Feng Zhi said softly.

This naturally provoked another roar from the Black Flood Dragon.

However, it was only an angry roar, there was nothing the Black Jiao could do about Feng Zhi.

However, Feng Zhi did not plan to continue wasting time with the Black Flood Dragon.

"Since you are disobedient, I can only clean you up …" she said again.

Then, ignoring the Black Flood Dragon's new round of roars, Feng Zhi gently stroked the somewhat beautiful single horn under her hand and muttered: "This horn is rather pretty. Un, what can I do after breaking it off?"

With that said, Feng Zhi exerted force in her hands.

Pow!

Even when the waves were overturning the sky, the sound still reached everyone's ears.

Then, a huge bloody hole suddenly appeared on the Black Flood Dragon's head. Dark red blood crazily splattered down, as if it was not paying money, causing the strange beasts on the surface of the sea to fight over it once again.

When everyone focused their eyes, they realized that the black dragon's glossy horn had already been pulled out by Feng Zhi.

This scene was quite shocking.

Feng Zhi's body was extremely slender, fully explaining to everyone what kind of beauty a woman's was. Her two hands were also exceptionally slender and tender, so people who saw them would only think of words such as beautiful, delicate, and so on.

But now …

In the eyes of the crowd, Feng Zhi's soft and tender hand was holding onto a dragon horn that was almost the same size as her body. The blood that dripped from the dragon horn lightly stained the corner of her spotlessly white skirt, giving off a kind of peerless beauty that was filled with ruthlessness and mournfulness for no reason.

The numerous martial practitioners watching this scene from atop Seahold City's city walls were instantly shaken to the point that their voices trembled.

They had never thought that a young girl of this age would actually possess such powerful strength.

As long as one had enough strength, no matter if it was a man or a woman, they would be able to win the respect of anyone.

However, because there was a natural disparity between males and females, although there were female experts in the Profound Martial Continent, the number of females compared to males was still considered as extremely rare.

And because of this, in the subconscious mind of all practitioners, the strength of female warriors was generally weaker than male warriors.

But now …

This young girl who was at most seventeen or eighteen years old. Right now, who would dare to say that she was weak?

Not only was she not a weakling, she was also the absolute strongest in the Profound Sky Continent!

Realizing this, the warriors on the city wall were once again filled with fervor, especially the female warriors.

Worshipping the strong was the most common thing in Profound Martial Continent anyway.

As long as they had great power, they could worship anyone!

But for Feng Zhi, she had undoubtedly obtained the worship of everyone!

Of course, the current Feng Zhi did not have the time to consider such matters.

She looked at the horn in her hand and nodded with satisfaction, "En, although it's a bit big and stupid, but this horn, it seems like the best way to make it up for Long Yan is to make it into an ornament."

As she spoke, she firmly stood there, allowing the Black Flood Dragon to roll on the surface of the sea due to the unbearable pain.

After using a casual dust-cleaning technique to wash the blood off the horn, Feng Zhi put it away and looked at the black dragon below him once again. She didn't pay any attention to the whistling wind beside her ears.

In the past, Feng Zhi had read a lot of online novels on Earth. The main characters in the novels were all so awesome that they could go to the heavens.

There was still the dragon race on the Profound Martial Continent, but with the relationship between Feng Zhi and the dragon race, there was no need to think about it anymore.

Then...

Slaying the flood dragon seemed pretty good as well.

Thinking this, Feng Zhi laughed out loud.

What's the use of keeping a disobedient beast? Let's just slay the flood dragon.

Feng Zhi did not plan to use a weapon, let alone a Immortal Slaughtering Sword, she did not even plan to take out that jade sword.

She did not need to draw her sword to deal with this Black Jiao.

A slender white hand gently raised up, and dense spirit energy naturally gathered in his palm. Just as Feng Zhi's palm was about to fall, she suddenly remembered something, took out a round and polished spirit stone and threw it into the air.

That spirit stone was fixed in the air, and then a fan shaped light curtain was shot out from it, coincidentally aiming straight at Feng Zhi.

Mysterious Light Technique.

"Un, record it down. I can also bring it back for Feng Ming and the others to take a look at later, so that he won't complain about anything interesting and won't take it with him …"

Thinking about Feng Ming and the rest, Feng Zhi's lips curled up into a faint smile.

After confirming that the [Mystic Light Technique] could record everything that happened here, Feng Zhi no longer hesitated. She once again raised her palm and lightly touched the Black Flood Dragon's head.

The Black Jiao, which was crazily rolling in pain, suddenly stopped.

Roar!

With a roar filled with infinite pain and despair, the Black Flood Dragon seemed to have been drained of all its life force. It began to fall from a distance of twenty to thirty meters from the surface of the sea.

It actually seemed like …

In such a short time, his life was already gone?

Everyone who saw this scene could not believe their eyes.

However, they had no choice but to believe the truth.

Seeing that the Black Flood Dragon's gigantic body was about to fall into the ocean, Feng Zhi suddenly pointed with her finger. Then, the Black Flood Dragon's body seemed to suddenly freeze, and stopped falling.

This was also the reason why everyone in the sea had ominous glints in their eyes. The beasts that were waiting for the Black Flood Dragon's corpse to land in the sea were disappointed.

They greedily looked at the Black Flood Dragon's body that was still hovering in the air. However, after seeing Feng Zhi dressed in white, the greed in their eyes retracted a little due to fear.

After the death of the Black Flood Dragon, Feng Zhi's strength could not be any clearer to them.

Although these strange beasts were greedy, they clearly knew what kind of people they could not afford to provoke and what kind of people they could not afford to provoke.