"Damn it!"
Although Zhang Ying was both shocked and furious, he reacted quickly. As the Vice Hall Master of the Ink Flood Dragon Hall, a branch of Cyan Fish Gang's Martial Force Hall, Zhang Ying was not easily dealt with.
Realizing it was difficult to evade the attack directly, he angrily shouted and instantly drew in his breath, releasing his qi blood in a surge. A river of qi blood three zhang and five cun long burst out from his pores, transforming into armor on his arms and a blood-colored shield. Crossed arms were then placed before his body.
"Boom!"
In the next breath, the Jiao Breath fired under the Flood Dragon Shocking Skill tore through the qi blood shield like a crossbow bolt, fiercely striking Zhang Ying's blood-armored arms with a dull explosion, as if gunpowder were detonated underwater.
The rolling airwave swept the shattered qi blood, dispersing into a violent wind, raising dust to a height of several meters.
"Crack-crack—!"
"Thud-thud-thud—!"
