hold head high--

The ink-scale beast roared, raised its entire body, and with the help of its body's weight, the front hooves rushed towards Zhang Yang.

Bang!

When the two sides collided, Zhang Yang immediately felt like he was hitting an iron mountain. The huge force made Zhang Yang fall heavily to the ground like a cannonball.

boom!

The earth and rocks soar and smoke and dust fly.

The huge body of the Mo Scale Beast undoubtedly took advantage of it, like a meat mountain, coupled with its hard skin and huge power... It only swung a little, and then slapped Zhang Yang away.

The Mo Scale Beast was about to continue chasing, and when he heard a "swish!", a figure jumped up from the ground and continued to rush towards the Mo Scale Beast.

It was Zhang Yang, who was photographed off, but his strong body did not cause any damage to him. He continued to attack without hesitation.

However, this time, Zhang Yang did not launch an attack with his empty hand, but a flying sword shining with cold light in his hand. Without the power of mind, he held it directly in his hand and stabbed towards the ink-scale beast with the help of a leap from the ground. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!