Chen Fengâs reactions werenât slow. After witnessing the White Dragonâs peculiar behavior, he became cautious. At this moment, he focused his mind, body, and spirit as one, his pupils suddenly contracting, and quickly dodged backward.
"Boom!"
Just as Chen Feng dodged, the White Dragon suddenly spewed a Dragon Breath. The deafening explosion left a two-meter-wide crater on the ground, and the explosive force instantly pulverized the previously dead Sub-dragon Species.
Dragon Breath!
This creature has actually regained its ability to spew Dragon Breath!
Falling into a frenzy, the White Dragonâs violent tendencies intensified. With its extremely metallic armor, it stood there, making one feel despair from the depths of their heart, giving an unparalleled sense of oppression.
Revenge!
It was going to unleash a bloody revenge on Chen Feng!
Giant Dragons were never a cowardly race. In moments of extreme anger, they would erupt with even more terrifying powers. Although it would only last for about three minutes, for the White Dragon, that was enough!
... "Dragon Claw!"
The White Dragon seized the opportunity. At the critical juncture just now, not only did it not recoil in fear and become unable to counterattack, it instead grasped this rare chance and immediately launched an attack on Chen Feng.
A great chill swept through the air.
Chen Feng was under some extreme pressure, as if submerged thousands of meters deep in the ocean, surrounded and crushed by pressure from all sides. His head was exploding with crackling sounds,
The White Dragon kept attacking from behind, its massive body suddenly expanding. Its four claws exerted force, causing pits to form on the ground. In an instant, the entire ground became full of pits and pockmarks, horrifying to see.
Roar!
Roar!
The White Dragon was completely consumed by its revenge. Its wisdom seeped away little by little, replaced by a mere beast.
In the forest, how terrifying is a rampaging wild boar? In a burst, it could even kill a giant bear. But as the overlord of the sky, the White Dragonâs power is a thousand times that of a wild boar. Under these circumstances, faced with weaker opponents, the White Dragon could bring about extreme dominance!
Dragon Breath!
"Boom!"
The intense firelight abruptly blossomed, destructive energy swept across a range of several meters, stirring up countless dust and rubble. But as some stones floated up, they were frozen mid-air by the low temperature. At the moment of the attack, the White Dragon spared no effort to overdraw its life force, repeatedly unleashing Dragon Breath on Chen Feng.
The White Dragon, like scrutinizing prey, stared intently at Chen Feng. Suddenly, it took a step forward. Its tail, like a steel bar, whipped towards Chen Feng. The swift movement seemed to shred the surrounding air, reaching the peak of violence!
ââDragon Tail Sweep!
In the blink of an eye, Chen Feng couldnât dodge in time and had to hastily step back. This allowed the peak speed to transform into nothingness.
"Puh!"
However, the White Dragonâs speed was boosted. Although Chen Feng dodged that attack, some ice chunks at his feet splashed onto his waist.
It was very painful.
He needed to make some responses. If this continued, he wouldnât last three minutes and would be directly killed by the White Dragon.
"I canât keep dodging. The White Dragonâs speed is notoriously fast. Once it gets close, I have no hope of survival!"
Chen Fengâs gaze turned cold. The next second, he suddenly stopped retreating. Within just a few seconds, he was already gasping for breath. Clearly, the pressure the White Dragon applied couldnât be explained by a few words.
Limit.
He had already pushed the White Dragon to such an extent, Chen Feng had reached his own limit.
As a Summoner, being able to achieve this was already an impressive display.
Seeing Chen Feng slow his pace, a trace of brutality flashed in the White Dragonâs eyes. Its slow brain didnât consider what schemes Chen Feng might have, because to it, as long as it killed the opponent, everything would be easily solved.
The White Dragon raised its giant claw high!
Everything was over. As long as this claw came down, the Demon before it would have no suspense and would be smacked to death!
The White Dragon knew its body and wouldnât humiliate the opponent too much. A quick kill was the only way to get out of its current quagmire!
The Dragon Claw descended!
The massive dragon claw, like a mountain, came crashing towards Chen Fengâs head. As it neared within just a meter, a bizarre scene occurredâits motion abruptly halted.
The White Dragonâs eyes widened.
It hadnât noticed that the moment Chen Feng stopped moving, the shadow beneath his feet gradually lengthened, slowly attaching itself to the White Dragonâs body.
ââShadow Binding!
This was one of the abilities mastered by the shadow.
Of course, Chen Feng wouldnât waste this rare opportunity. Since the White Dragon couldnât attack, it was his turn!
Taking advantage with a slash!
Scorching Dragon Blood soaked the Earth.
Chen Feng was soaked in blood because when he severed the White Dragonâs body, he also cut one of its arterial blood vessels. The blood, like a waterfall, immediately drenched him.
The scene was somewhat horrifying!
Wherever Chen Fengâs blade went, a red glow flashed. By this time, the White Dragonâs body had already turned blood-red, filled with a sense of heroes in their twilight.
After enduring such a terrifying blow, the White Dragonâs body staggered, nearly collapsing to the ground. This sudden change had weakened its power to the utmost limit. Even though it didnât want to admit it, by this time, it was already hard to counterattack.
Clang!
Yet for Chen Feng, he had to seize this opportunity for offenseâshadow binding had restricted the White Dragonâs body. For the first time, this sky overlord revealed a look of pleading and terror; it sensed its own death.
Surrender!
This is an inherent ability of all living creatures.
Out of fear of death, a White Dragon even pleaded like a Demon. Though it sounds incredible, the scene before them proved everything true.
Chen Feng was unmoved.
Compared to a White Dragon that even if it survived, would require an extended recovery period to reach its peak, Chen Feng had no intention of playing nanny.
Slay the Dragon, take the blood!
This was the thought he had clung to all along!
The Flame Blade in Chen Fengâs hand flashed through frigid knife light. As he moved around the White Dragon, its wounds increased, large swaths of flesh were sliced, and the incredibly tough dragon scales seemed to have lost their effect, repeatedly being accurately split by Chen Feng.
The final blow!
Chen Feng narrowed his eyes. At that moment, he fully clenched his fists, then jumped directly, slashing towards the White Dragonâs neck!
"Pfft!"
The artery in its neck was instantly torn open. In an instant, the precious Dragon Blood burst forth as he wished, covering Chen Feng!
The White Dragon perished!