Qiongqi's head trembled violently, the intense pain causing it to shake uncontrollably. It frantically tried to shake Ye Tian off its head and body.

Ignoring everything else, Ye Tian let Qiongqi's tail lash out at him like a whip, drawing blood from his mouth as he endured the pain. He then delivered another powerful punch to its head.

Purple blood splattered from Qiongqi's body, and an instinctive fear gripped its flesh, causing it to tremble. The whip lashed out even more fiercely.

Ye Tian gritted his teeth, his heart filled with only one belief.

Hold fast to the green hills and never let go!

Bang!

Another Arhat Fist exploded onto Qiongqi's body like a mountain being shattered and a river being broken.

With a bloodcurdling scream, Qiongqi raised its head and soared into the sky, flapping its wings wildly.

Ye Tian remained unmoved, simply sitting on Qiongqi's enormous body, gripping the flesh and blood around its neck and digging it in tightly, while his other hand continuously waving his fist.

They were caught in a dilemma, unable to dismount. How much more so for Qiongqi?

The only way is to use all our strength to kill this beast.

At this moment.

A dagger shot towards Qiongqi's brow, Chu Feng's trump card assassination technique.

If it were ordinary...

Even if Chu Feng used all his strength, he probably wouldn't be able to harm Qiongqi in the slightest.

This is completely different now.

Qiongqi was battered and bruised by Ye Tian's blows, utterly exhausted. It was at its weakest point, both in consciousness and physical form.

Chu Feng's dagger strike now seems to have all the advantages of timing, location, and popular support.

The needle pierced the Qiongqi's eyebrow, causing intense pain that made it convulse in the sky. It flew erratically in various directions, occasionally crashing into the muddy ground.

Its powerful impact and its iron-like scales slammed into Ye Tian, ​​leaving him covered in wounds and blood.

Ye Tian was in pain all over his body, his internal organs were being violently ripped apart as if they were being pulled and torn apart.

Qiongqi was also exhausted.

It gritted its teeth and roared hysterically, standing up and howling like a tiger in the mountains.

A thunderclap from a clear sky.

A bolt of lightning, as thick as a pillar, crashed down upon Ye Tian.

Ye Tian looked at the Qiongqi he was pressing down on; it was on the verge of death. Perhaps a few punches would be enough to kill the beast.

But if he didn't dodge, the lightning could very well kill him instantly.

To hide or not to hide?

Although Ye Tian is not at a crossroads in his life, the crossroads in battle can determine his fate.

If you create distance, you're bound to lose!

If you kill Qiongqi, he can live!

Ye Tian did not give up, and concentrated all the spiritual energy in his body into his fist.

Hard!

Harder!

Go all out!

The lightning struck Qiongqi, and it looked as if it was about to obliterate him into nothingness.

A sharp, piercing cry of a phoenix resounded like a wave.