Despite everything, a fist still slammed into the Flying Beast's head.
The Flying Beast shrieked angrily, determined to fight with the Nine Dragons Fish till the end.
"Holy shit, it's like a wind fire wheel up there," Su Weidong exclaimed, rubbing his eyes. "Huasong, do you think the Old Fish will die?"
"Hard to say, let's just see," Mo Huasong shook his head.
He had been watching, ready to rescue the Nine Dragons Fish if necessary.
Several minutes passed and even Liu Lanxi started to worry. "Huasong, is the old gent in danger?"
"If it were a fair fight, the Old Fish could certainly beat the Flying Beast and kill it quickly. But he's trying to tame the beast, which is harder," Mo Huasong shook his head. "The Flying Beast is also extremely fierce and has decided to fight the Old Fish."
Just then, something fell from high above. Mo Huasong's face changed instantly and he flew up to catch it.
