The Jiao dragon's body, every time it moved, was accompanied by an enormous eruption of Spiritual Power, which forced the four back.
Even in a heavily injured state, it still possessed such strength.
This Jiao dragon, if at its peak, would possess a strength of at least the seventh level of the Yu Feng realm, possibly even as powerful as the eighth or ninth level, a formidable mythical beast.
Such a beast was not something the four members of the Feng Shen Sect could injure.
There certainly had to be something strange going on.
"Brother Feng, I didn't expect we'd encounter such an injured Jiao dragon today, what a stroke of luck,"
a disciple of the Feng Shen Sect suddenly said.
Chu Fengmian was now a hundred zhang away from them.
Yet, the sound seemed as if it was spoken right next to Chu Fengmian's ear.
Crystal clear.
