"Clang!"
Ye Tian's wooden sword stabbed fiercely into the hindquarters of the Píxiū, instantly emitting a sharp sound, as if stabbing into hard steel!
"Eh? Why can't it pierce through?"
Ye Tian was somewhat astonished; the spot he aimed for should have been exact.
Moreover, with the wooden sword being exceedingly sharp, it should have penetrated at least a foot into the Píxiū's body—how could the Píxiū remain utterly unmoved?
In a fight with a supernatural creature like the Píxiū, there was no room for even a moment's hesitation. Ye Tian, who hesitated for less than a second, immediately suffered a counterattack from the Píxiū!
"Bang!"
The Píxiū kicked back with its hind leg, hitting Ye Tian squarely in the stomach. Such a kick could tear apart rocks, so how could Ye Tian's flesh and blood withstand it?
Under a single kick, Ye Tian's body flew out like a sheet of paper and heavily crashed into the large tree behind him.
