Boom!
The thorny hammer struck its target.
But in Bai Yanhu's heart, fear arose.
Behind him was that crest-headed snake, which seemed to have shed its skin and grown a size larger, thick as a sea bowl.
The thorny hammer was covered with spikes, but when it struck the creature, it collided with the black scales, sparking flames, then was repelled by some force.
This was the crest-headed snake's terror.
Its speed was astonishing, it was impervious to swords and spears, and coupled with the deadly venom, ordinary martial arts masters simply could not handle it.
On the Chaotic Burial Mound, if not for Captain Bureau Si Changxuan knowing its weakness and being prepared in advance, it would have been them who suffered heavy casualties and fled.
Shhh~
The friction of scales against the ground made a rustling sound as the crest-headed snake raised its body high, towering half a head above Bai Yanhu.
And at this moment, Bai Yanhu stood trembling, unable to move.