The Dragon Scale Armor scraped against the Cyan Scales, sending a shower of sparks into the air. Meanwhile, the Red Flood Dragon Mountain Coiling Strength transformed into thousands of soft threads, climbing up Qi Huan's spine along his Thirty-Six Major Acupoints.
The Elephant Demon, which had been heavily injured by a hammer blow, finally found a moment to catch its breath while Xu Yunfan was dealing with Qi Huan. It let out a howl, its trunk whipping through the air like a lash, striking at that very moment.
The piercing whistle of the trunk tearing through the air was right by his ear.
Xu Yunfan showed no sign of panic. In fact, his expression held a hint of casual ease.
Ever since entering the Blood Exchange Realm, he had continued to train diligently. Although his Skill Level had not yet reached a point of qualitative change, the accumulation of practice had made his qi and blood far thicker and more powerful than that of other Martial Artists in the same Realm.
