His cultivation was inferior to the Black Dragon, how could he withstand Jiang Shu's punch.
But no matter how fast his actions were, he was not faster than Jiang Shu, who had mastered the Space Dao.
"Even the Black Dragon couldn't withstand my punch, and yet you, a mere serpent not yet transformed into a dragon, dare to come forth?"
A beam of light suddenly appeared in Jiang Shu's eyes and descended upon the Thunder Flood Dragon Demon Monarch. His flesh melted away like snow under the sun, and even his bones were burned, creating a horrendous cavity that bore into his soul, unleashing unbearable pain that made him cry out loudly.
Thunder Flood Dragon Demon Monarch couldn't help but feel furious. From the almost formed horns on his head, a wind blade emerged, accompanied by electric arcs, trying to block Jiang Shu's Slaughter Technique. Yet, it was dispersed again, forcing him to use all his strength to unleash his own Great Technique to counter Jiang Shu's attack.
