Chapter 94 Xu Han's Right Arm

Xu Han had more than once secretly wondered why he had brought a scholar like Feng Yan with him when he came to investigate the demon race.

It wasn't that he looked down on the scholar. It was just that there was a specialty in the art industry. He might not be able to do what the scholar could do, but no matter how he looked at it, it wasn't something a person like Feng Yan could participate in.

However, he had always adhered to the principle that nothing concerned him, so although he was puzzled about it, he did not ask any further.

Until then.

When he looked at the scholar's upright waist, high head, and the white light that surrounded his body, the shock in his heart could be said to be incomparable.

He had heard some stories about the great sages of Confucianism and Taoism, who were blessed by the heavens and earth, who were difficult for demons to approach, and who were difficult for ghosts to injure.

However, he thought it was nonsense, and the Feng Yan in front of him had obviously subverted Xu Han's thoughts.

Clearly, the flood dragon had never seen such a thing before, but it instinctively felt that the white light emanating from Feng Yan 's body carried some terrifying power. As a result, his eyes glowed with fear.

"Roar!" However, his desire for the flesh and blood of strangers clearly outweighed his fear of the white light.

It finally couldn't restrain itself and let out a roar. With a movement of its body, its gigantic head fiercely collided with the white light that Feng Yan had summoned.

The white light and the phoenix words wrapped around it began to tremble at that moment, but after a few breaths, the tremor stopped abruptly.

The flood dragon let out a long and miserable cry. Traces of blood appeared on the head that touched the white light, and it was shockingly injured.

However, such injuries did not cause it to retreat at all. Just as Feng Yan said, he was not an ordinary flood dragon, but a demonic dragon that had been corroded by demonic energy. It was stronger than ordinary flood dragons, but it was also more violent and bloodthirsty.

At that moment, its mouth opened, and a dark red energy began to gather in its mouth. Finally, it turned into a giant ball of light.

"Not good!" Seeing this, Feng Yan 's expression immediately changed as he shouted loudly.

However, it was already too late. The giant red ball of light was spat out by the flood dragon and directly collided with the white light that Feng Yan had triggered.

Boom!

A loud rumble echoed out, and the huge energy fluctuations caused by the collision of the two forces caused the entire ground to tremble.

Their bodies trembled as they fell to the ground.

However, their gazes were fixed on the scholar standing in front of them. They knew that he was their only hope of survival.

Gradually, the earth trembled and subsided, and Feng Yan 's body bent down. The white light around him also became dark and bright.

The strength of the demonic dragon far exceeded his expectations. With his protective divine light, it was more than enough to deal with ordinary monsters. However, this demonic dragon in front of him clearly could not be measured by common sense.

The demonic dragon could clearly see Feng Yan 's weakness. Blood flashed in its eyes, and its entire body was coiled together, as if it was ready to attack.

A bitter smile appeared on Feng Yan 's face, and the expressions of the people behind him changed drastically, filled with dense fear.

…

"Your Majesty, are you still not going to make a move?" On the distant hill, the old man looked at the flood dragon that was already coiled up like a string of arrows and asked with a frown.

The Linglong Pavilion and the Tiance Prefecture had joined forces and were ready to attack the Long Night Division. Some of the enemies were friends. To save those juniors, one was to form a good relationship, and the other was to bring back all the information about what Dark Asura Hall had done to Linglong Pavilion. With Si Bang's or Ning Zhumang 's thoughts, it was not difficult to deduce the joy revealed by this matter. This was not a miraculous plan to drive away the tiger and swallow the wolf.

"There's no hurry." The man shook his head. It was hard to see the expression on his face in the darkness, but the light in his eyes was incomparably deep. It was like a pond that had been dried up for tens of thousands of years. It was bottomless.

"But" The old man hesitated when he heard this. He had followed this man for many years and watched him grow up with one hand. His calculations and shengfu were the only things that the old man had seen in his life, but the benefits of saving this group of juniors at this moment were clearly greater than watching them die. Therefore, after hesitating, he still bravely tried to persuade them, "Your Majesty, this old minister thought…"

"Shh." The man interrupted the old man. He looked into the distance and looked straight at the youth in the crowd.

"Wait, the seeds left behind by the ocean currents shouldn't be so incompetent."

…

The flood dragon pounced on him again.

Despair appeared on everyone's faces.

The only hope was that Feng Yan was seriously injured by the flood dragon's attack. Facing the powerful flood dragon, they couldn't even have the slightest intention of resisting. They could only quietly wait for death to descend.

Feng Yan raised his head. The corner of his mouth twitched as he looked at the flood dragon. However, he still stubbornly straightened his slender body again. The few white lights around him lit up again.

He naturally knew that this time, he would not be able to stop the flood dragon's attack.

Even though he was struggling to the death, he still wanted to give it a try.

It's not how stubborn he is. It was because there were so many lives behind him. Those were all his fellow disciples. Their lives had fallen on his shoulders. If he also gave up, wouldn't he betray the trust of others?

Sometimes, people are like this.

The more you carry, the more you have to straighten your back.

The flood dragon finally arrived in front of Feng Yan .

The white light that he once again propped up was about to collapse under the impact of the flood dragon, and Feng Yan , who was connected to the Heart God, paled. Blood immediately spilled out from the corner of his mouth.

But at least, this time, he blocked the flood dragon's attack.

The white light burned the Flood Dragon's face. At this moment, its gigantic head was already dripping with blood.

The thick smell of blood stimulated the fierceness in its body. After being repelled, its huge body swung and was about to crash into it again.

This time, both Feng Yan and the flood dragon knew that the white light could no longer block this attack.

And just as they were about to collide…

A hand tied with white cloth suddenly stretched out from Feng Yan 's back and pressed against the barrier constructed by the white light.

A dark ripple spread out from the barrier at that time, as if a strange power had been added to the barrier.

Boom!

Another loud noise rang out.

Under the support of that force, the already tottering barrier actually blocked the flood dragon's attack.

Unexpectedly, Feng Yan turned his head to look at the owner of the arm in surprise. It was Xu Han, who had already parted ways with the others, but had returned with several magistrate pens.

At this moment, the youth was stretching out his arm and pressing his teeth against the barrier in shock. It seemed to be a very strenuous task for him to do so.

Feng Yan could roughly guess that being able to block the flood dragon's attack had something to do with Xu Han's actions, but he was unable to figure out what was special about Xu Han's arm, and now was clearly not the time to ask about these things in detail.

"Thank you, Young Master Xu ." He said in a deep voice, his tone extremely sincere.

"Now is not the time to talk about this." However, Xu Han did not see it. Instead, he solemnly asked, "I can only hold on for a while. If I want to come into contact with this predicament, I have to find another way."

At this time, the flood dragon collided with him again, and the white barrier trembled violently again.

"Brother Xu, what's your plan?" Feng Yan , who was struggling to support the barrier, asked.

Hearing this, Xu Han pondered for a moment. A decisive expression flashed in his eyes and he asked, "Can you only defend against this white light?"

"A scholar using the path of a sage to subdue evil spirits is naturally capable of attacking and defending. However, this demonic dragon is too powerful. I, Feng, am not very skilled. I only have the ability to defend myself and have no ability to retaliate." Feng Yan said somewhat ashamed.

Xu Han rolled his eyes. At this time, he still had the mood to sigh. Xu Han really found it hard to understand these Confucian scholars.

However, he quickly put away his cursing thoughts and looked at Feng Yan with a straight face.

"Since that's the case, give me a hand so that I can touch the head of that demonic dragon!"

Feng Yan was stunned. He did not know what the meaning of doing this was. However, the situation was critical now. How could he think of more time? Immediately, his heart skipped a beat. He nodded and said.

"Alright!"

…

The flood dragon's body crashed over again. It did not understand why these undoubtedly ant-like characters were so difficult to deal with. This kind of difficulty made it bored. In the end, the boredom turned into exposure and filled its heart.

"Brother Xu!"

Just as the flood dragon's gigantic head was about to collide with the white barrier, Feng Yan let out a loud shout. At that moment, those barriers abruptly retracted and condensed into a single point, turning into a gigantic arm that directly pressed down on the face of the flood dragon.

Roar!

The flood dragon, who had never thought that everyone would dare to retaliate, let out a furious roar and collided with that arm.

Without the support of the strange energy on Xu Han's arm, the white arm froze with the flood dragon for a few breaths before it suddenly shattered into pieces and dissipated. Feng Yan , who was connected to the Heart God, trembled and took a few pale steps back before stabilizing his body.

Although the flood dragon had lost most of its strength in this stalemate, its offensive was still charging straight at the crowd. Its bloody mouth opened wide, bringing with it a foul smell of wind, causing everyone to feel a burst of nausea.

The bloody light in the flood dragon's eyes also flourished at that time, as if he had already thought of the wonderful feeling when he swallowed everyone into his stomach.

But at this moment, a figure stood between it and the others.

It was a youth with a white cloth tied to his right arm.

At that moment, the muscles around the youth bulged, and a boundless aura flowed out of his body.

His arm, which was tied with white cloth, suddenly stretched out and impartially pressed down on the face of the flood dragon.

Ding!

Time seemed to stop at that moment, and the scene seemed to be still.

The corners of the youth's mouth suddenly curved into a smile. He raised the corners of his mouth and said softly.

"I want to kill them."

"You passed my trial first."

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