At this moment, Liu Hun looked at the dagger in his hand leaving a wound on the back of Kunpeng, with fresh blood continuously flowing from it. Unlike the others, who were excited, Liu Hun's expression was heavy instead.
That strike just now had taken all his strength to make a cut, and such a wound was far from fatal for such a colossal Kunpeng.
Even if he had the others to hold it off, Liu Hun could land strike after strike on its body, but he might exhaust all his strength before taking it down.
By then, no one would be able to stand against this Kunpeng, and the only outcome left would be death.
"Everyone, get it together and buy some time for our boss. As long as we don't give up, this Kunpeng will definitely die by our hands!" Old Ghost shouted to Fatty and the others with excitement and reddened eyes.
Upon hearing this, although Fatty and the others looked pale, there was undoubtedly a glimmer of hope in their eyes.
