"Who?"
This voice instantly enraged the giant flood dragon.
Especially this form of address, which touched so sore points deep in his heart. The icy huge head sank down as the flood dragon stared murderously at the ground.
At the sa ti, this sudden voice also attracted the attention of the cultivators present, and they also looked over.
It turned out to be a man in a black robe, standing on the ground with his hands on his hips and chest stuck out.
"Who's this guy?"
"Yeah, he's so bold to provoke the Demon Emperor. Isn't he afraid of death?"
There were bursts of discussion among the crowd. No one recognized this man in black.
But Li Yihan recognized him at a glance.
"It's him?"
She thought of the frivolous young cultivator who had confessed to her under the moonlight when she left the camp earlier.
"You're asking for death!"
The icy breath spewed from the giant flood dragon as it stared murderously at the man in black.
"Hey, little crawler, you've got quite the temper!" Lu Benwei said disdainfully with his hands on his hips.
"You...I'm not a crawler, I'm a proud flood dragon!" The giant flood dragon was so angry that his face turned purple as he roared.
"No, you're just a crawler!" Lu Benwei continued to taunt.
"You...you...just die!"
At this mont, the giant flood dragon was filled with boundless rage. The icy arrow that had just condensed in his mouth changed direction and instantly locked onto Lu Benwei.
"Whoosh!"
The sound of breaking air rang out as the icy arrow shot downwards.
Its power was so great that it tore open spatial rifts in the sky, reaching Lu Benwei's head in the blink of an eye.
"Boom!"
But suddenly, the black-robed man with his hands akimbo raised a fist. With a rumble, the icy arrow instantly shattered into powder.
"What?"
Seeing this, everyone was so shocked that their jaws dropped. This incredibly powerful and desperate attack was casually shattered with one punch by the man in black?
What kind of magical power was this?
One must know that this giant flood dragon was an existence that even the Martial Emperors Old Man Wang and Pork Rong were powerless against!
In that mont, everyone saw new hope again.
Li Yihan felt even more suffocated.
This frivolous cultivator was actually so powerful?
"Little crawler, your strength is too weak!" Lu Benwei floated up arrogantly, beckoning condescendingly at the giant flood dragon.
Then, under the casual gaze of the crowd, he lightly flicked his finger.
The icy prison instantly shattered.
Pork Rong and Old Man Wang were overjoyed and quickly lowered their heads respectfully, "Greetings, Lord Gu."
"Go on, go do what you need to do!" Lu Benwei waved his hand dismissively, then turned his gaze to the giant flood dragon.
"Little crawler, I'm in a bad mood tonight, so I intend to play with you using one billionth of my power. I hope you can entertain sufficiently!"
With that said, Lu Benwei arrogantly crooked his finger at the giant flood dragon.
"Huff..."
"Huff..."
The giant flood dragon panted heavily, its bloodshot eyes filled with rage from Lu Benwei's provocation. With a deafening roar, it pounced at Lu Benwei.
But Lu Benwei instantly disappeared.
When he reappeared, he was already on the giant flood dragon.
With a "rip", its pair of wings were torn off alive by Lu Benwei, blood spilling across the sky.
"Roar!"
The imnse pain made the giant flood dragon let out a heart-rending scream.
"Scream for your mom, scream for your mom, scream for your mom!"
But unexpectedly, Lu Benwei flashed to the top of the giant flood dragon's head and gave it three heavy knocks on its forehead, sending the giant flood dragon flying about wildly in pain.
Seeing this scene, everyone gasped in shock.
This wasn't a battle at all, it was simply a one-sided thrashing.
Li Yihan could no longer control her emotions. Her heart was extrely conflicted and her intestines were all twisted up.
She never imagined that this frivolous cultivator would actually be so powerful!
"Just who are these people?"
Li Yihan stared blankly at Lu Benwei's might, unable to help wondering. Her mind was full of confusion.
Of course, this confusion was not only hers, but also most of the people present.
Because Lu Benwei was single-handedly beating the giant flood dragon, the panicked look on everyone's faces instantly relaxed and they completely beca an audience watching a show.
"Huh?"
"Why are there still people sleeping on the ground?"
Just then, an incredulous cry rang out from the crowd.
At these words, everyone imdiately looked over.
Sure enough.
Directly below the fierce battle between Lu Benwei and the giant flood dragon was a fire with faint flickering flas. Next to the fire were two sleeping figures.
One was curled up in a blanket, features indistinguishable.
The other lay with his head tilted back, hands behind his head, and one leg crossed over the other, occasionally sniffing.
This scene instantly drew everyone's attention.
"My god!"
"Who's so aweso that they're actually still sleeping here?"
Everyone let out exclamations of disbelief.
One must know, they were sleeping right below the aerial battle. Any stray attacks would an instant annihilation.
Yet, there were actually people sleeping here.
How bold were they?
"It looks like..."
"It's the Master?"
Suddenly, Yun Xianque and Fifth Sky reacted and cried out excitedly.
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