Owooo.
Above the Zodiac Battle Platform, an intensely angry beast roar echoed, sounding spine-chilling.
The Silver Sword Dragon, originally possessing immense defense power, now had a wound several meters long on its head, stretching from the skull to the chin, looking extremely eye-catching.
Although the wound was long, it wasn't very deep, only about an inch, and not enough to inflict fatal damage on the Silver Sword Dragon.
Nevertheless, Duanmu Xiong suffered a backlash from the bloodline power, with some damage to his internal organs, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
This was the first time he had been injured since the start of the competition.
"Damn it, I was actually wounded by this trash." Duanmu Xiong's eyes turned blood-red, and even his facial features twisted together, looking exceptionally fierce.
At this moment, he was truly angered by Ye Chen.
