So Ye Tianfan could only once again position the Leisure Sword in front of himself, because only this way would he not be directly attacked.
However, it was clear that Ye Tianfan was again like a rubber ball being swatted away, rapidly crashing into the buildings below.
Ye Tianfan, along with the house, smashed the ground into a large pit.
Originally fragile ribs, now added with previous fractures, Ye Tianfan already had seven broken ribs, and one was now piercing into his lung.
"Cough, cough, cough!" Ye Tianfan coughed even more violently than before, and spat more blood than before.
Ye Tianfan used Spiritual Power again to adjust the position of his ribs and made a rough treatment to his injuries before flying again into the sky.
At this moment, Ye Tianfan felt that without the help of the Xuanyuan Pagoda, directly dealing with the middle-tier demon beast was still too early; he could at most deal with a first-tier demon beast now.
