Blackie Beats Black Dragon
編集者: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The only thing he could do was to do his best to stall the black dragon.
Tiger Wing in his hands trembled slightly, emitting a deep hum of the blade.
He slashed out again. This time, Tiger Wing did not slash the black dragon.
However, a putrid flower of blood bloomed from where it rotted.
A one-meter-long gash appeared at that spot. However, it was not fatal compared to the black dragon's nearly thirty-meter-long body.
The saber qi was Ju Wuwei's own saber aura and had nothing to do with any order in this Saint Kingdom. It was also the most powerful saber attack he could currently unleash.
The black dragon roared, and a putrid breath spewed from its nostrils.
It covered the area where Ju Wuwei was, and he wielded his saber, creating a flurry of blade blossoms blocking the essential parts of his body.