The monster staggered and roared, swinging its giant palm to strike again.
Seeing this, Qin Tian flapped his great wings, retreating dozens of meters.
Boom!
The giant palm hit nothing, causing the frozen ground to collapse into a deep pit.
Before the monster could withdraw its hand, Qin Tian flashed to its side, the blade light fell again, this time cutting into the gap between the monster's waist scales. Purple electricity seeped in through the crevice, and the monster let out a muffled grunt, turning to grab at Qin Tian, only to catch a mere afterimage.
In the next dozen moves, Qin Tian moved like a ghost, rapidly circling the monster.
