"This damned guy, what level is he really?" Hu Ba's face darkened, and he was beginning to lose confidence, starting to doubt whether he had misseen the color of the divine power on Beiting Huang's flexible sword.
Boom!
After the huge dragon swallowed half of the Red Sun, its momentum remained unabated, carrying a rolling murderous aura as it pounced toward Hu Ba. It was already too late for Hu Ba to nock an arrow, so he swung his Long Bow, with black mist steaming above it, and slammed it forcefully toward the Gale Giant Dragon.
When the sound of metal clashing against stone rang out, Hu Ba's body was already in midair, trailing a series of afterimages, and finally drawing a beautiful parabola in the sky before crashing down hard toward the ground.
Thump!
