The moment Tu Ba's body had just crashed into the ground, a pair of massive claws from the Flood Dragon shattered the earth, seizing a shadow from the fractured zone and violently whipping it away.
Boom!
Tu Ba's body was snatched up and then flung like a bullet toward a small mountain. Such a fierce impact caused the mountaintop to collapse inward, shattering to pieces. What was once a hilltop turned into a wasteland instantly.
Witnessing the Flood Dragon's brutal method, Ye Xuan couldn't help but smack his lips; now, this Tu Ba must be barely clinging to life, if not already dead.
"Deputy Sect Master!"
Seeing Tu Ba, who had been thrown into a small mountain and crushed it, Liu Sha also cried out in shock, his complexion quickly turning deathly pale. In front of this Flood Dragon, Tu Ba, with his Third Grade Martial Sect Cultivation, was like a three-year-old child, tossed around like a plaything. In just a few breaths, his life and death were unknown.