Chapter 82 Delicious No-Money Wine_1

"Heh! Heh!"

Not knowing how far it had flown, the massive body of the flood dragon rolled and convulsed before it crashed to the ground, kicking up billows of dust.

It transformed back into human form.

Its body, covered in black scales, was marked with dense, dark red wounds.

The fierce dragon head gasped for air, its sharp claws reaching downward, smeared with blood plasma. From the waist down, it had been severed by the halberd's swipe, leaving only half a torso.

Panic and lingering fear filled its eyes.

Leaning against a tree, its gaping maw issued a shrill howl; its crimson tongue flicked out as the rough-scaled paws grew hot, hissing as they sealed the wounds.

From this day forth, there would be no more Zhang Hengzhou of Qingfeng Mountain, only the Sixth Prince of the Yangchun River Jiao Jun.

That is... if it could make it back to the Yangchun River.

Bitter resentment pooled in the malicious gleam of its eyes.