Once again, the Nethermoon Draconic Beast’s fist landed on a spike on the Bloodwing Saint Jiao-dragon’s back. These spikes were so sharp that they penetrated the Nethermoon Draconic Beast’s fist.
Guo Huai’s face twisted from the pain. He tried to bash Nie Li’s brain with his other palm, but Nie Li saw the move coming, and turned his head a little
*Fwoosh!*
The Nethermoon Draconic Beast’s left palm slammed onto another back spike, this one right behind the Bloodwing Saint Jiao-dragon’s head.
*Awooooooooooo!*
The Nethermoon Draconic Beast painfully howled. The Bloodwing Saint Jiao-dragon had too many spikes growing out of its back! It couldn’t be touched!
The first time that the Nethermoon Draconic Beast’s palm slammed onto a back spile, everyone thought that it was just a coincidence. However, after the second and third time, they understood that Nie Li was actually consciously using the back spikes to defend against the Nethermoon Draconic Beast. What shocked the spectators was how precise Nie Li was with his defense, as though he already knew where the Nethermoon Draconic Beast was going to attack!
Both of the Nethermoon Draconic Beast’s hands had suffered heavy injuries. Fresh blood poured. At such a miserable scene, the spectators could only imagine how much pain Guo Huai was in. How pitiful!
*Roar!*
The Nethermoon Draconic Beast wrathfully snarled and took several steps back. The Bloodwing Saint Jiao-dragon’s back spikes were so sharp that even Guo Huai had started to fear them within his heart. Heavenly Energy surged around him in a chaotic and violent storm.
Large wind blades formed around the Nethermoon Draconic Beast.