BANG!
BANG! BANG!
In an instant,
the two Peak Barbaric Beast Kings had already clashed dozens of times.
Constantly colliding.
A savage struggle.
Their battle produced earth-shattering booms.
The Golden-winged Hairy Roc would sometimes fly up, only to dive down again.
The Purple-scaled Blood Horned Flood Dragon, however, was even more versatile. It changed size at will, launching fierce counterattacks whenever the Golden-winged Hairy Roc's momentum waned. Watching it made Yang Xiao's Heart Spirit tremble slightly.
Of these two behemoths, one was sharp and aggressive, while the other was flexible and unpredictable.
Especially that fellow, the Purple-scaled Blood Horned Flood Dragon; in battle, it was not at all the idiot it had seemed before. It was incredibly flexible, shamelessly retreating from the strong and preying on the weak.
Yang Xiao finally understood.
He understood why this creature had been so spineless after he suppressed it. This was its true nature.
