Chapter 595: This Prince Will Only Count to Three

"Heh."

Facing the Flowing Light Longsword, the South Dragon King's face showed apprehension for the first time. It withdrew its hand without hesitation, its figure erupting into motion, returning to its original position.

Its gaze swept over the three of them; it slightly adjusted its breathing but did not seem panicked. Instead, it became even calmer, "It's been a long time since I've stretched my muscles. I really should thank you three."

Ye Jiu retracted the Flowing Light as the strike missed, not surprised in the least. If it were so easy to wound this old dragon, then its long life would have been for nothing.

He carelessly twirled his sword into a flower, clearly understanding where the other's confidence stemmed from.

The several figures in the sky were drawing ever closer. If the South Dragon King fought with all its might, it would take no more than half an hour before Qi Yansheng's Inverted Mountain could no longer contain the fluctuations of this place's aura.