Chapter 1603: Clash of the Flying Dragon and Tiger
Chapter 1603: Chapter 1603: Clash of the Flying Dragon and Tiger
“Is this… knowing you’d lose in a fight against Master, you kidnapped my people to make yourself look impressive?”
Beiting Huang’s mouth had never spared anyone, and with this remark, even the faces of those from Iron Wind Mountain couldn’t maintain their composure, and they turned their faces away.
Elder Iron Fist was furious to death and felt that the Feng Shi he was holding had become a hot potato. If he let go now, it would seem like he was truly afraid of Beiting Huang. Therefore, he tightened his grip and wouldn’t easily let Feng Shi die, “Young Lord Zhang, you came with our Young Lord to snatch the Fire Flower, and you are alive and well now, but where is our Young Lord?”
Once the identities of Elder Iron Fist and the others were revealed, Beiting Huang knew the origin of this person. He glanced at Zhang Xi, warning him to stick to the script he was taught earlier, without a single mistake.
“Heh!” Zhang Xi sneered and said to Elder Iron Fist, “You should ask your Young Lord that question. My brother was previously injured by him, and if my second brother hadn’t suddenly appeared to rescue him, my brother would have been long dead. I should be the one seeking your Young Lord to settle the score, yet you are the one coming to me.”
This guy, insisting on identifying him as his second brother—was this really fun for him? Beiting Huang felt somewhat of a headache, but at such a crucial moment, of course, he wouldn’t dismantle his façade.
Elder Iron Fist, however, was utterly bewildered by the exchange, but one thing was clear: Ouyang Mo had previously attacked Zhang Xuan, and Zhang Xuan almost died. After that, they hadn’t seen each other again. This was indeed Ouyang Mo’s modus operandi; if given the chance, he would definitely not let any members of the Four Major Sects live.
Just then, a Jianyu flew in their direction, aiming straight at Elder Iron Fist’s arm. His fighting capabilities relied on his pair of fists, and if his arm was damaged, how could he continue to fight? Elder Iron Fist quickly let go, and Feng Shi plummeted down toward the cliff.
Feng Shi was above the heaven stage; he wouldn’t die from this.
But Elder Iron Fist absolutely wouldn’t allow him to escape from his grasp, and with a fierce punch downward, a ferocious tiger’s phantom mercilessly pursued Feng Shi.
Everyone gasped in shock, their mouths agape, eyes staring with astonishment as Feng Shi rapidly fell. They almost wished he could run even faster. A tiger’s roar behind him resonated through the forest, shattering the calm and nearly causing everyone’s hearts to burst as well.
Beiting Huang slapped her waist hard, and the flexible sword, like a streak of snow, was gripped in her hand. She fiercely slashed her flexible sword at the fierce tiger, unleashing a Gale Giant Dragon that emitted a dragon’s cry, chasing after the tiger.
“Huh!”
Seeing the fully-formed Gale Giant Dragon, with its majestic, shining dragon eyes, Elder Iron Fist simply couldn’t believe it. This young lad, at such a tender age, was already a Great Lord in the Late Stage of the Mahayana Realm.
“How is this possible?”
The Gale Giant Dragon viciously collided with the tiger’s belly, and it seemed that everyone could clearly see the dragon’s horn piercing the tiger’s abdomen. With a fierce swing of its head, the dragon tore apart the tiger, and the phantom beast formed of energy eventually dissipated into the universe.
Phew!
The people of Wuling Sect breathed a sigh of relief.
But at that moment, the people from Iron Wind Mountain were struck with fear, their eyes wide open. Was there a mistake? Elder Iron Fist was a First-Grade Supreme! And he couldn’t withstand a single move from this youngster? Granted, Elder Iron Fist had underestimated his opponent, but he shouldn’t have fallen from a single strike.
In a dragon and tiger showdown, at the very least, this fierce tiger shouldn’t just vanish like that!