Hu Yihui and the others were completely disoriented by the Azure Dragon's piercing roar, their heads spinning so wildly they couldn't tell which way was north. Trapped as they were in the thick fog, how could any of them have expected the beast to launch a sudden attack on Daiyue?
In the blink of an eye, the Azure Dragon lunged to snatch her around the waist.
Suddenly, with a sharp whistle, a dazzling, brilliant light flashed from Daiyue's person. A three-foot-three-inch golden iron pestle flew out from her bosom and struck dead-center into the Azure Dragon's palm. Fresh blood gushed out in torrents like a broken dike or a surging sea.
Chapter 42