He didn't even turn around, just crazily darting forward, with the shadowy dragon wildly unfolding beneath his feet.
At the same moment, Chu Mo's pupils shrank fiercely, a trace of pain crossing his face.
The sacred beast Fire Qilin's extremely sharp claws accurately pierced into his shoulder, almost entirely penetrating his flesh and bones.
Had Chu Mo's body not been tough enough, his entire shoulder would have been completely perforated.
Blood streamed out, looking extremely tragic.
However, such pain was nothing to Chu Mo.
This kind of stimulus only made him even more crazed, even more bloodthirsty!
In the blink of life and death, Chu Mo went mad!
"Heavenly Dragon Technique! Break for me!"
"Heavenly Dragon Technique!"
"Heavenly Dragon Technique!"
Chu Mo went berserk, like a demon god, regardless of how much blood his fists shed.
His entire being simply moved relentlessly forward, throwing punches crazily.
His fists swung countless times.