The Inferior Demon launched a desperate attack, hitting the Molten Giant Beast's body. If it had been in perfect condition, it would have escaped unscathed, but in the recent battle, it was already covered in wounds.
As is well known, the Inferior Demon's Dragon Breath contains terrifying corrosive energy, and now, all this terrifying energy flowed into the Molten Giant Beast's wounds.
One can imagine how piercing the screams were.
Faced with this kind of attack, the Molten Giant Beast wouldn't die, but it was tormented by pain internally.
It was old.
Its regenerative abilities were no longer what they used to be.
Just as the Molten Giant Beast was about to counterattack, it let out another piercing scream.
Chen Feng leapt high, reaching close to the Molten Giant Beast's neck, and directly stabbed a sword into it!
A gang-up? Nonexistent!
This was a fight to the death.
There were no morals, nor any rules.
Chen Feng was fighting solely for survival.
