Ye Lin flashed aside to dodge the claw, then immediately swung his sword at the lone claw. When the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword struck it, it only threw off a shower of Sword Qi sparks—then nothing more came of it.
Ye Lin looked at the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword in his hand, then at the claw covered in green scales, utterly dumbfounded. The Bloodthirsty Demon Sword could not even break through this thing's defenses?
"Boom."
A sharp whistle of something tearing through the air came from beside him. Ye Lin turned his head to see an enormous dragon tail sweeping toward him. Caught off guard, he raised the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword before his chest and was sent flying by the tail.
For dragons, the most effective method of close-quarters combat was tail-sweeping. Their own defenses were already immensely strong, and a sweep of the tail could effectively mobilize the strength of their entire body.
The force of a single tail sweep was incomparably terrifying. Thus, in close combat, every race remained constantly wary of a dragon's tail, and even Phoenixes, fellow divine beasts, would not dare take such a blow head-on.
Since ancient times, Phoenix had been made up of two races: the Huang was male, and the Feng was female. Together, they formed the divine beast known as the Phoenix. But for ease of address, they were generally all called Phoenix.
Ye Lin mobilized the Immortal Qi throughout his body to steady himself. His face alternated between green and white as his blood and qi churned violently within him. In the end, Ye Lin forcibly swallowed the blood that had risen to his throat.
"Roar."
Seeing that something was wrong with Ye Lin's condition, the Holy Demon Dragon opened its blood-filled maw. Boundless Immortal Qi gathered within that Abyss-like mouth, eventually