C15 Little Monster

The huge saber light swept across the Golden Dragon's body like a rainbow. The Golden Dragon let out a miserable howl as its tail was cut off by the saber light, spraying out a stinky rain of blood! The blade glow did not slow down and left a deep gully in the ground. Within a radius of a few dozen feet, it had actually turned into a white ground!

Using the "Wrath of the Vast Waves", Feng Yang's face instantly became deathly pale. At this moment, the six ignited energy cores within his dantian had become incomparably dim. This skill that was passed down in the family drained almost all of his energy.

The Golden Crown Jiao whose tail had been cut off was rolling around in anger. Its eyes turned blood-red as it crazily charged towards Feng Yang. Feng Yang didn't dare to be negligent as he desperately gathered the last of his Origin Energy before hastily retreating backwards.

The tail was the Golden Dragon's most important weapon. Having lost its tail, the Golden Dragon's attack had been greatly reduced, and its speed had also decreased. After chasing for over a hundred zhang, the Golden Dragon finally stopped. Its huge body fell to the ground with blood flowing from its body.

Feng Yang let out a long breath and stopped walking.

At this moment, his expression was extremely dispirited, but there was a hint of excitement in his eyes.

This was the first time in his life that he killed a high level Yellow Rank demon beast.

Furthermore, such a large demonic beast should be able to buy a lot of Spirit Cakes if he brought it to the Spiritual Firmament Hall, right?

"Serves him right! Who allowed you to be so blind as to provoke me! " Feng Yang slowly walked over with the Ice Soul Sword in his hand. After confirming that the Golden Crown Jiao was really dead, he stabbed the sword into its head.

Suddenly, the Golden Dragon opened its eyes. A trace of viciousness shot out of its cold eyes. The golden horn above its head separated itself from its body and shot towards Feng Yang like lightning.

The distance was too close, and the golden horn was abnormally fast. Before Feng Yang could even react, the golden horn had already pierced through his chest!

Feng Yang grunted in pain and fell onto the ground. At this moment, the Golden Dragon finally closed its eyes.

"Evil creature!" How dare you scold me! " Feng Yang sucked in a breath of cold air. His face twitched in pain, and a wave of lingering fear arose in his heart.

Fortunately, it did not hit its vital points, and the golden horn pierced through its chest and lungs. Otherwise, it would have been dead by now.

However, he had already been poisoned by the flood dragon's poison and lost some of his elemental energy. Now that he was heavily injured by the Golden Dragon's dying counterattack, it was truly getting worse.

With a slight dizziness, Feng Yang's heart chilled. He knew that the dragon poison had started to act up. He didn't dare to hesitate and immediately took out the medicine given by Jia Luo Palace and smeared it on his chest, then sat down cross-legged on the ground and started circulating the last bit of Yuan Qi to remove the poison.

At this time, Feng Yang could only hope that no other powerful demonic beast would barge into this place. Otherwise, he would have to leave it at this place today. Right now, he didn't have the ability to make a move at all.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound beside him. Feng Yang turned his head and saw a round furry fellow. He was slightly startled.

Wasn't this the little demon beast that was being chased by the Golden Crown Jiao? He had faked his death to escape just now, but he didn't expect to be back before he left.

The little demon beast walked up to Feng Yang and stared at him with its violet eyes. It seemed to be extremely enraged.

"F * ck!" A tiger being bullied by a dog! Such a little thing dares to show off in front of this young master! " Feng Yang sighed in his heart.

He was being chased by the Golden Crown Jiao, one of the lowest ranked Yellow Rank demon beasts. Originally, Feng Yang did not care about this guy's strength. However, this was another time. Right now, he simply did not have the ability to resist.

For a little fellow to be able to run so far under the pursuit of the Golden Dragon, killing him was an extremely easy task.

"Why did you hit me?" A tender voice sounded.

"..." You can talk? " Feng Yang was dumbstruck.

"That's not right!" Feng Yang was startled. The little demonic beast's mouth didn't move at all, and this sound resounded in his heart.

"You, you, you, you …" Feng Yang pointed at the little demon beast and was shocked speechless.

"I ask you again, why did you hit me?" The little demon beast's large violet eyes stared at Feng Yang, and a tender voice sounded within Feng Yang's heart.

Girl? It was actually a female?

Seeing the little demon beast reveal its sharp claws, Feng Yang's heart skipped a beat and he immediately said: "Uhh … Cough cough! It was because you wanted to use me that I … Girl! Calm down! Calm down! I was wrong! I was wrong! "

The small demon beast's claws grew longer and longer, so Feng Yang quickly changed his words. Right now, he couldn't do anything at all. A wise man doesn't take advantage of the situation, so he could only obediently lower his head and admit his mistake.

"I had already begged you to save me at the time, and it was your fault that you attacked me!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Right, right! Lady, I was wrong! I was wrong! " Feng Yang hurriedly said when he saw the little demon beast get closer and closer.

"Humph!"

The small demon beast coldly snorted (in Feng Yang's heart). It withdrew its small claws, turned around, and walked towards the Golden Crown Jiao's corpse. Feng Yang heaved a sigh of relief in his heart when he saw that he'd avoided a calamity.

"F * ck!" How could there be a demon beast that could speak? What kind of world is this!? "

The little demonic beast walked up to the corpse of the Golden Winged Flood Dragon and actually drilled into it with a flash. Feng Yang was puzzled, he didn't know what this fellow was up to.

A strange sound rang out from within the corpse of the Golden Wyrm before it rapidly shriveled up. After a moment, there was only an empty shell left.

The small demon beast came out from the corpse and gently stepped on it, leaving only the Golden Crown Jiao with a 'kacha' sound. The remaining piece of its skin instantly turned into ashes!

"..." My soul cake! " Feng Yang had a pained expression, and he wanted to cry but had no tears.

The corpse of this Golden Dragon could sell for at least a hundred thousand Jin worth of spirit cakes, yet it actually … He was actually eaten by this little fellow!

This little guy had only gained a little weight after eating such a large Golden Crown Jiao. He didn't know how such a small stomach had been able to hold so much food.

The small demon beast ignored Feng Yang and flew more than 100 feet away. There was still a 10 feet long tail there. The small demon beast entered it like lightning and the strange sound echoed again.

"They really did leave it all to me, not leaving any for me at all!" This little scoundrel! " Feng Yang wailed in his heart.

"You dare to scold me?" A tender voice suddenly sounded in Feng Yang's heart.

"..." God! I was wrong! I was wrong! " Feng Yang's face twitched as he hurriedly said, "I won't do it next time! I don't dare to do it again! "

"Humph!"

Not long after, the small demonic beast drilled out from the shriveled dragon's tail. Its small claws stepped on it once again, and the tail of the dragon also turned into ashes.

His large purple eyes ferociously glared at Feng Yang as the little demonic beast swaggered into the grass before disappearing.

"Mother!"

Feng Yang sat limply on the floor, cold sweat dripping profusely from his forehead.

To be able to speak in a person's heart and to know what you are thinking, what kind of monster is this?

He was really unlucky. Not only had he gotten himself into such a mess, his spoils of war had also been completely devoured by this fellow.

How could such a small thing eat a fully grown Golden Crown Flood Dragon that weighed several thousand jin?

"What the hell! What the hell! "

Feng Yang did not dare to slow down as he became even more dizzy. He quickly guarded his mind and circulated his Origin Energy to expel the Flood Dragon's poison.

After a long while, more than half of the Flood Dragon's poison was finally forced out and Feng Yang finally sighed in relief as his head no longer felt so dizzy.

Suddenly, he felt something strange in his surroundings. When Feng Yang opened his eyes to take a look, he grumbled inwardly.

"My life is over!"