C111 Overwhelming Hatred

Murderous intent for the Flood Dragon from the bottom of my heart! He had reached his limit. If it was possible, Hong Feng would definitely swallow the Flood Dragon alive. Now that he saw Elder Fenn suffering such a serious injury, he felt even more guilty that he couldn't do anything.

Elder Fenn kept spitting out blood foam. He was annoyed by the fact that the Flood Dragon Pearl had disappeared without a trace. At the same time, the sense of impending death also surged into his mind.

However, Elder Fenn didn't choose to retreat. His body was like a stream of light, and he didn't care about the Flood Dragon's pearl anymore. Instead, he attacked the Flood Dragon directly. No matter how many injuries he suffered, he would still give the Flood Dragon a severe punishment.

The Flood Dragon looked at Elder Fenn, who was fearless of death, and a mocking expression flashed across its face.

Its four limbs worked together to form a series of mysterious symbols. In an instant, Elder Fenn was imprisoned. He couldn't move or speak. He could only stare blankly.

The attack of the Flood Dragon Pearl had caused even greater harm to Elder Fenn.

The Flood Dragon was very happy to see Elder Fenn's resentful expression. It tore off one of Hong Feng's arms and put it into its mouth to chew.

It looked like it was enjoying it, as if it was very delicious.

However, Hong Feng's whole body was twitching because of the pain.

He wanted to move, but the Flood Dragon had grabbed onto his palm tightly, making it difficult for him to move.

Elder Fenn wanted to help, but he couldn't guarantee his safety. He could only watch helplessly.

The people from the Boys Group also felt like their eyes were going to explode when they saw this scene, but they couldn't do anything about it.

This time, Hong Feng had truly fallen into a dead knot, a life of nine deaths.

"Don't worry, little guy. I will let you sing the cruelest torture in the world. As for eating an arm, it's nothing." The Flood Dragon laughed.

After saying that, it tore off another arm of Hong Feng and chewed it carefully.

"I have no choice. I have nothing, but I have a lot of spiritual herbs." After saying that, the Flood Dragon forcefully stuffed a spiritual herb into Hong Feng's mouth.

It was true that he couldn't die from this, and it was even more difficult for him to live.

The Flood Dragon cast a greedy glance at the people present. Of course, it couldn't forget those Peak Battle Master warriors as well.

As for those Advanced Battle Master, each of them had their hair standing on end, and cold sweat was dripping down their backs. With just a glance, their backs were completely drenched.

Elder Fenn was also facing a life and death crisis at this moment. Although he had escaped this life and death calamity. However, he had suffered an even more severe injury.

Facing the Flood Dragon's attack, it seemed like he wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer. Looking at the captured Feng, a sense of helplessness welled up in Elder Fenn's heart.

At this moment, Elder Fenn was like a clay Buddha crossing the river, unable to protect himself. He had no time to worry about Hong Feng.

Hong Feng did not expect anyone to save him anymore. He only hoped that he could escape with his time in Ferocious Beast Forest. However, this hope was still too small.

Fenn Wutong rushed forward. Even if he couldn't kill the Flood Dragon, he would at least give it a little injury.

The idea was naive, but the reality was cruel.

The Flood Dragon thought to itself, 'How dare a Battle Master challenge me? I'm really tired of living.'

It opened its mouth and spat out a blue ray of light. The blue ray of light turned into a sharp sword and slashed towards Fenn Wutong.

Ding! Pu!

Fenn Wutong used all his strength to block. Although he blocked it, he had also suffered serious injuries. He would not be able to fight for a while.

When the people of Boys Group saw this scene, they knew that they were all going to die. Since they were going to die, they might as well risk their lives and bring some damage to their enemies.

However, this was still too naïve. The Flood Dragon roared, and many of the people's flesh was shattered. Only Battle Master warriors could escape.

One should know that this was just a casual roar, and it had caused so many people to die. It could be seen how terrifying the Flood Dragon was.

Hong Feng's eyes turned red, and blood dripped down from his eyes. His heart was bleeding when he saw this scene. He shouted out loudly, "Go, go, go!"

However, there was nothing he could do. The people of Boys Group turned a blind eye to Hong Feng's words.

Some of the familiar teenagers had just joined for a short period of time, and they had also joined for a long time. Some of them had been to Ferocious Beast Forest before, and some had a good relationship with Hong Feng. However, at this moment, all of them had turned into minced meat. They scattered in all directions. They splashed all over the ground.

Hong Feng was injured, in pain, in hatred. He really wished he could pull out his tendons and pull out his bones, let the Flood Dragon sing the cruelest torture in the world. However, because he didn't have the strength, he could only watch helplessly as those familiar people left one after another, dying one after another.

The Boys Group was no longer the Boys Group, because all of the youths had lost their lives in this battle. Only the young and middle aged people were left.

However, could they live? This was an unknown factor. They were going to kill all of Boys Group.

The Flood Dragon looked at these fearless people and sneered, "Idiot!"

Another loud roar was heard. It wanted to kill all these Battle Master warriors.

When the roar was heard, Hong Feng could vaguely see the outcome. He couldn't bear to look at them and silently closed his eyes. Tears began to flow down his cheeks.

At this moment, his heart was filled with pain, his heart was broken, his heart was filled with despair, his regret, his hatred, and a teardrop that was condensed by his soaring killing intent.

"Hehe, your voice isn't small." A faint mocking voice rang out from within the void.

Immediately after, a person walked out from within the void.

He was dressed in blue and had his hands behind his back. He took a step out of the void.

As he walked out, time and space became slightly sluggish. The corner of his mouth moved slightly, and the sound waves that were strong enough to kill a Battle Master instantly disappeared.

The Flood Dragon looked at the old man in blue, and a trace of seriousness and fear flashed across its eyes.

"Little bug, the dragon tendon that has just been removed can't wait to wreak havoc? You dare to be arrogant here with only less than a tenth of your combat strength?" The blue-clothed old man slowly spoke.

This old man in blue was none other than Hong Men.

In an instant, everyone was stunned. The Flood Dragon, which was so powerful that it could make anyone feel inferior to it, was actually a little bug in his eyes. This was one thing. But what really shocked everyone was... The Flood Dragon's dragon tendon was actually extracted, and it was an essential dragon tendon for transforming into a dragon. Furthermore, it had just been drawn out.

What shocked everyone the most was the Flood Dragon's strength. It was able to defeat a Battle Saint warrior with less than a tenth of its combat strength. How strong would it be if it was at its peak?

Also, how could a Flood Dragon at its peak be transferred from its dragon tendon? One should know that a Flood Dragon at its peak could be at the peak of the Battle Saint, and even if it wasn't, it wouldn't be far from that. So, how could it be taken away by someone?

One must know that a Flood Dragon's lifelong dream was to transform into a dragon, but without the dragon tendon. It could be imagined that most Flood Dragons would rather die than be pulled out of the dragon tendon. But how could the dragon in front of them be pulled out? Who pulled out the dragon tendon? How powerful would the living being who pulled out the dragon tendon be?

Two words emerged in the minds of the people: War God! However, after thinking about it, they shivered and felt that it was impossible. The War God had not been heard of in the War God Continent for nearly a hundred years, so how could it suddenly burst out at this moment?

It wasn't that the War God didn't have the ability to pull out the dragon tendon of the Flood Dragon. And who was this old man in front of him? Was he the War God?

Being able to see through all of this with a single glance was obviously not weak. At the very least, his combat strength was at the same level as the Flood Dragon, and he was definitely not weak.

At this moment, a word of disbelief actually appeared in everyone's minds! A War God!

Suddenly, they felt as if their entire world was about to collapse. One had to know that Battle Saint was a high and mighty existence that thirsted for something beyond its reach. In just one day, not only did they see a Battle Saint, they also saw a War God. This was absolutely inconceivable.

Shaking their heads, they shook off this unrealistic fantasy. It would be understandable if Hong Men was a Peak Battle Saint. However, if it was a War God, they wouldn't be able to come into contact with it.

Hong Men looked at the Flood Dragon, and the Flood Dragon was also looking at Hong Men.

However, the Flood Dragon's hair stood on end, because Hong Men could tell how low it was with just a glance. There could only be one explanation for why it couldn't tell how low Hong Men was after committing suicide. That was, Hong Men was at the same level as the expert who removed its dragon tendon.

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. His little heart kept moving. The Flood Dragon quickly retracted the Flood Dragon Pearl that was attacking Elder Fenn.

However, Hong Men smiled and said, "The Flood Dragon's pearl is not bad, I'll take it."

With a slight movement of his finger, the Flood Dragon's pearl flew toward the Flood Dragon. At this moment, it suddenly abandoned the Flood Dragon's pearl and flew towards Hong Men.

Although this wasn't a good move, he had exerted his strength to the maximum. This proved that Hong Men wasn't lying, but that he definitely had the strength to kill Hong Men.

Even at his peak, the Flood Dragon wouldn't dare to say that it could escape from Hong Men. Now that its dragon tendon had been pulled out, its combat strength was reduced to less than ten percent, so it naturally didn't have the confidence to face Hong Men.

Watching the Flood Dragon Pearl that had been cultivated for nearly a thousand years being taken away, it was furious in its heart. However, it could only stare and smile apologetically. It couldn't even do something that annoyed it. He was extremely conflicted in his heart.

He was also very anxious and thought to himself, Why isn't he here yet? He should be here in the blink of an eye at such a close distance, but why isn't he here yet? Why?"

"Hehe, don't worry. I'm not going to kill you today. Also, the thing you're waiting for is coming soon. Don't worry." Hong Men said calmly.