Peach Blossom Divine Medical God Chapter 2053 - 2008: Slaying the Little White Flood Dragon

Soaring to the shore, the little white flood dragon struck out directly, slamming a claw toward Ao Min, who was standing together with Chen Yang.

It wanted to slap Chen Yang and Ao Min to death.

Seeing that his chance had come, Chen Yang didn’t delay; he pushed off with both legs and shot into the sky.

He met the descending dragon claw head-on!

"Hehe, courting death!" The little white flood dragon had no awareness of how strong Chen Yang was; it still had absolute confidence in its own strength.

Seeing Chen Yang clash with it head-on, it wasn’t flustered at all. There was even a mocking look on its face, as if it could already see Chen Yang being slapped flat by it.

But no matter what, it never imagined that after Chen Yang charged up, not only did it fail to slap Chen Yang to death like patting mud...

Instead, a wave of pain came from its own claw!

Looking carefully, it turned out Chen Yang was actually using his fist to collide with its dragon claw, maintaining a deadlocked posture.

The little white flood dragon’s heart trembled in shock! It finally started to sense that something was off.

But before it could think it through, a delicate blue seal shot straight toward its face.

This move—what else could it be but Chen Yang’s Gathering Spirit Seal?

Boom!!

The Gathering Spirit Seal’s power was immense, and its speed was extremely fast.

Under normal circumstances, the little white flood dragon did have the ability to barely dodge it, but it was far too confident.

So much so that it didn’t react at the first instant.

Not only did it not dodge, it didn’t even have any reaction at all, and was squarely struck by Chen Yang’s Gathering Spirit Seal!

Mm...

The little white flood dragon hissed in pain, letting out a muffled groan as it retreated several meters.

Looking closely, the Gathering Spirit Seal had left a wound over ten centimeters long on its face, with fresh blood flowing out.

For a human, a wound of over ten centimeters was already very large, but for the massive-bodied little white flood dragon, it was negligible.

However, this injury changed the look in the little white flood dragon’s eyes!

In its eyes, Chen Yang and the others were nothing but a bunch of ants, yet it had actually been hurt by ants?

This was an enormous humiliation!

"You are very strong, but daring to offend this exalted one, you still won’t escape death!" The little white flood dragon’s furious gaze locked tightly onto Chen Yang, and the aura on its body began to climb.

Standing high in the sky, Chen Yang gave it a cold glance, then, without a single wasted word, clenched his fists, closed the distance, and started punching.

Chen Yang was fierce and overbearing, like a war god, showing not the slightest fear of the little white flood dragon.

The little white flood dragon, enraged, saw Chen Yang striking so decisively, and it no longer held back. A series of dragon roars came from its throat as it charged up to meet him.

In an instant, man and flood dragon were locked in a fierce battle in midair.

The little white flood dragon’s body was nimble, but Chen Yang was even more nimble; the two traded blows back and forth, fighting over a hundred rounds.

Of course, the one who kept suffering was the little white flood dragon.

Chen Yang didn’t suffer in the slightest.

However, although the little white flood dragon was on the losing side, fists found it hard to inflict any real damage on that rough, sturdy body of his.

Most of the damage was psychological.

A bunch of ants, and they could keep injuring him?

"I’ll kill you!"

The little white flood dragon roared, then suddenly twisted its body and opened up some distance from Chen Yang.

It couldn’t gain the upper hand in close combat, so the little white flood dragon activated its Cultivation Technique!

It was arrogant, but not stupid!

Otherwise, it wouldn’t have been able to occupy this lake for so long.

Roar!!!

The little white flood dragon suddenly opened its mouth, and a column of water spewed out.

Like a high-pressure water cannon, it shot toward Chen Yang.

Chen Yang stood his ground as a wave of oppressive force rushed toward him.

This water pillar looked rather ordinary, as if it didn’t have much lethality.

In reality, Chen Yang could clearly sense that the water pillar carried a ferocious Spiritual Power attack within it.

If he didn’t treat it seriously, the water pillar would definitely turn directly into water blades and pierce through his body!

Such scheming.

Sensing the danger, Chen Yang didn’t waste time. He drew the Stone-Cutting Sword and directly unleashed the Triple Slash Sword Technique!

First Slash!

Buzz!

In an instant, a sword light formed and directly split the incoming water pillar, cleaving it into two extremes.

Then Chen Yang quickly followed along the path opened by the sword light, closing in on his foe.

"Ah!"

The little white flood dragon’s eyes were filled with shock; clearly, it had never imagined that Chen Yang would so easily break apart its water pillar attack.

"Five Thousand Divine Thunders!"

Seeing Chen Yang’s figure rapidly closing in, the little white flood dragon hastily shut its mouth, withdrew the water pillar, and activated its other Cultivation Technique.

Crackle, crackle, crackle...

Power of lightning burst forth from within its body, with threads of lightning spreading across its entire form.

"You like close combat? This exalted one will accompany you!" the little white flood dragon roared, once again entangling itself with Chen Yang.

This time, with a Cultivation Technique boosting him, the little white flood dragon was extremely valiant.

But all of this was useless in front of Chen Yang, who was wielding the Stone-Cutting Sword.

The Stone-Cutting Sword was incomparably sharp; nothing could block its edge!

Let alone when it was paired with the Triple Slash Sword Technique.

Clang, clang, clang...

Man and flood dragon tangled together in midair, the Stone-Cutting Sword clashing with the little white flood dragon’s sharp claws, producing bursts of metallic ringing.

At this point, most of the fighting between the two was still probing; neither had unleashed their true strength.

But through this probing, the little white flood dragon had already begun to realize how extraordinary Chen Yang was.

It started to take Chen Yang seriously.

"Human, you are very powerful."

The little white flood dragon suddenly spoke, though the assault from its claws never ceased.

Chen Yang couldn’t help but grin. "So, you’re planning to offer up the Dragon Qi Green Lotus with both hands?"

The little white flood dragon heard the mockery in Chen Yang’s tone and frowned deeply.

"What I want to say is: you’re strong, but this exalted one is no pushover either. If we keep fighting like this, you won’t end up much better off! The Dragon Qi Green Lotus belongs to this exalted one—don’t even think about it. But I can give you a chance now: if you’re willing to leave immediately, everything that has happened so far, this exalted one can let bygones be bygones."

Having sensed Chen Yang’s strength, the little white flood dragon’s attitude also changed.

When dealing with Ao Min, it had been intent on treating everyone as rations.

"Hehe, that’s actually what I should be saying to you."

"If you withdraw now and yield the Dragon Qi Green Lotus, you can keep your life. Otherwise, the fruits of your many years of bitter cultivation will most likely vanish into smoke along with your greed."

Chen Yang said coldly.

Heavenly materials and earthly treasures belong to those capable of claiming them.

For this kind of treasure born of heaven and earth, there has never been any notion of it belonging to anyone by right.

So, when dealing with the little white flood dragon, Chen Yang felt no psychological burden at all.

"Arrogant!" Seeing Chen Yang speak this way, the little white flood dragon realized that things definitely couldn’t end peacefully today.

So it stopped talking, merely intensifying its attacks, clearly intending to quickly take down Chen Yang.

And by this time, Chen Yang had more or less gauged the little white flood dragon’s strength.

Just as Ao Min had guessed, it possessed late-stage Gathering Spirit strength, and its Cultivation Technique was somewhat special, making its combat power quite ferocious.

But when it came to being ferocious in the same Realm, Chen Yang had never feared anyone.

"Triple Slash Sword Technique, Second Slash!"

Now that the little white flood dragon was going all out, Chen Yang also didn’t hold back. His sword edge danced as he directly unleashed the second slash of the Triple Slash Sword Technique.

In the Triple Slash Sword Technique, each level was stronger than the last.

A streak of sword light shot out, heading straight for the flood dragon’s head!

"Five Thousand Divine Thunders!" the little white flood dragon roared again. Lightning flared wildly across its body, and even the sky above was affected, turning thick with dark clouds.

Crackle, crackle, crackle...

One after another, serpents of lightning coiled around the little white flood dragon, forming a seemingly flawless absolute defense.

Whoosh!!!

But no one would have expected that this seemingly impregnable absolute defense of the little white flood dragon was utterly worthless in the face of Chen Yang’s sword light.

Rumble, rumble...

Wherever the sword light passed, every lightning serpent was severed.

At the same time, the might of the sword light did not diminish in the slightest; it remained as domineering and savage as ever.

"Th-this... how is this possible?" The little white flood dragon was utterly terrified, but there was no time left for it to be shocked.

The sword light was already streaking toward it; all it could do was madly channel its Spiritual Energy, controlling the lightning serpents to create more defense.

But all of this was destined to be in vain...