Better A Broken Jade Than A Broken Tile

Taking advantage of the moment Jin Daya was distracted, the Howling Moon Celestial Wolf found an opportunity to pounce on him again. It turned out that it had pretended to be dying just now to make Jin Daya relax his vigilance.

The sharp tusk pierced into the skin and flesh, as if it was going to peel off the skin and bones of the abominable person in front of it.

"Argh!"

With a scream like that of a pig being slaughtered, Jin Daya looked at the huge wolf head on his arm, and circulated his spiritual power to slap it. Even so, it did not make Howling Moon Celestial Wolf let go.

He almost felt that his arm was no longer his. The flesh on his hand was being torn by Howling Moon Celestial Wolf. He only felt extreme pain. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he could not stop shivering.

Jin Daya roared at his subordinates beside him, "What are you guys standing there for? Hurry up and get this beast away from me."