The tragic cries of the Nether World Giant Python echoed in the sky. The poor snake sounded helpless and pitiful.
It was indeed in a tragic state. Only half of its large body was left.
The excruciating pain stimulated its nerves again and again.
Honestly, it hurt!
However, the pain of losing the horn on its head was still the worst.
The Nether World Giant Python had an ultimate move, but it required its horn to launch it. Great, this move failed before he could even use it. If not, he wouldn't have been defeated by Wang Teng so easily.
Wang Teng's luck was too good. He caught the python's weak point from the get-go, even breaking it accidentally.
Actually, the Nether World Giant Python's horn was extremely tough. Ordinary martial warriors wouldn't be able to break it. Wang Teng possessed the Emerald Glazed Flame, which was a counter to its ability.
This was fate. What could it do?
