Combat Emperor: Zhang Yu's Journey

Combat Emperor: Zhang Yu's Journey
Chapters... 105: One Ends The Other Coming


Zhang Yu and his group entered the hallway on the right. Moments after their backs disappeared within sight range, a man came out from hiding.


Phew...


"I was almost caught. But ...." His words stopped staring at the dozens of corpses that were overlapping in front of him.


"Even Wen Bailuo was killed in his hands. They together also still could not defeat him. I didn't think he was so strong." When saying that the man's eyes reddened showing hatred.


The blue-white clothes clearly showed his identity as a disciple of the Imperial Academy. He was Jiang Fu.


From the very beginning of meeting with Wen Bailuo's group, Jiang Fu followed him secretly. When he saw the arrival of the group of several people who gave information about Zhang Yu, he could not hide the smile on his face.


Jiang Fu was very excited to witness how Zhang Yu was killed. He had even prepared words to vent his revenge.


But it was far from what he thought. Wen Bailuo also lost at his hands. Even one group was killed in his hands.


"Zhang Yu, it's not over!" He smiled for a moment, then continued, "Who told you to look for trouble with the Yan Clan. I'm just helping them recognize you. You just wait, I'll make sure you don't get out of here!"


Jiang Fu laughed at the thought of all his plans. Although it had to be disappointed that Wen Bailuo had failed, but there was still the Yan Clan that would help him get revenge.


Escaping from Wen Bailuo was still ordinary. But Jiang Fu was certain that Zhang Yu would be left in the hands of the Yan Clan.


...


Somewhere else.


"Zhang Yu, are you really okay?"


"Why am I not okay?" zhang Yu asked a question from Wu Zetian.


Wu Zetian snorted dissatisfiedly. "What exactly did you find at the end of the hall? Is there something?"


"..."


Zhang Yu momentarily pondered, then shook his head. "none. Why do you think I saw something?"


Wu Zetian was about to say something. But he immediately pulled it back and chose to keep it to himself.


The four of them continued to step down the route. Will stop when met with a forked road, then after thinking for a while immediately make a decision.


They quickly reached the fourth floor. If on the second floor there were some rooms with relics in them and the third floor found some middle-class weapons, on the fourth floor they got books and some other valuable items.


"There are three paths ahead of us. Which direction are we going to take?" The journey comes to a halt when it meets a crossroads.


If there would normally only be two branches, there were now three different passageways plastered in front of the eyes.


"Zhang Yu's? What say?" ask them after their own minds are dead-end and confused.


Yet for quite some time Zhang Yu was still speechless. His ears kept moving like he heard something, he glanced back silently and confirmed there was a group of people approaching.


"There are three paths ahead of us. We don't know which way is right. So what if the three of you split up to check it out?"


Zhang Yu's words suddenly made the three of them round their eyes. They stared and were silent.


"We split? So who are you going with?" ask Wu Zetian.


"I'll stay here and keep watch. Who knew there would come a group of uninvited people who thought it could make a scene."


Wu Zetian, Tang Yue and He Jiao looked at each other. None of them understood what Zhang Yu said. But also one slave who has ideas for other ideas.


"Maybe it's a good idea. Along the way in the dragon pagoda almost all decisions and analysis we leave to Zhang Yu. It's time we also contributed to this journey."


Wu Zetian and He Jiao were bearded and felt Tang Yue's words were very reasonable. They immediately split up taking the right and left sides, while Tang Yue took the middle ground.


Zhang Yu watched them continue to move away and glanced back silently. Sun who was perched on the shoulder also sensed the presence of this group of people but the other party was still hiding.


Only after noticing Zhang Yu's strange gurgle did they come out of hiding. Five people dressed in red. There was no need to find out anymore Zhang Yu recognized that the clothes belonged to the Yan Clan.


"It turns out you're aware of our existence."


Zhang Yu did not reply to this sentence. His eyes were surfing wildly scouring and estimating their strength.


"They were stronger than the Yan Clan group before. But there was still less to come looking for trouble with me," Zhang Yu's inner self was very calm.


At least these five people were at the level of one and two-star masters. So for him who is at the level of a five-star master should not be a problem.


The five swords moved together aiming for the same single point. But Zhang Yu easily avoided it.


Not even enough to get there. Zhang Yu opened his originally clenched palm and threw a ball-like wisp of energy at them.


Booms!


Two out of five people immediately bounced. The other three people were stunned, but still intended to continue this fight.


The shadow of the order issued to kill Zhang Yu was blown into his head. Also about the reward that would be obtained if it really managed to kill him.


This is an opportunity. They can't miss it.


"You can still?" ask one of the three people who are still standing.


The two people who fell back stood up and retreated with three of his friends. "I'm doing fine. Just let your guard down a little and it ended badly. I'm so sorry."


They thought it was due to being off guard for a moment, so Zhang Yu was able to maximize the gap of dropping them. But he is now determined not to make the same mistake.


"He's the one coming with me attacking from the side. One from the front and one from the back ...."


"..."


They arranged how to fight with Zhang Yu. So serious and sure it looks like this will work.


Zhang Yu only saw how they revolved and continued to revolve around him. He pulled a slight corner of his lips and silently sneered.


Really ridiculous! What the hell are they doing?


After more than five seconds of doing so, they no longer rotated but instead stayed in place. They glanced at each other and threw eye contact.


"Now! Forward up!"


Shut up five seconds ago three men advanced attacking from the side.


Zhang Yu twisted his body perfectly. The sword flashed beside him, he immediately kicked the sword then grabbed the hands of one of the three men and slammed them down.


Blam it!


His body hit hard.


The other two who saw one unconscious colleague suddenly became enraged. They ran while pointing swords, intending to target Zhang Yu instead stabbing a friend of their own.


Jem!


Two swords pierced right in his stomach. The man who was initially unconscious immediately vomited out a mouthful of fresh blood and exhaled his last breath.


The two friends who accidentally killed him, subconsciously retreated without pulling his sword. Hands trembling with a guilty look.


Zhang Yu disposed of the corpse of the man who was gone after making it a shield. He took out the two swords that stuck in his body and threw them at the two men who were still standing unresponsive.


Jem!


Jem!


Probably still too shocked by what just happened. The two swords stuck in their heads so easily.


The two remaining friends were also stunned and could do nothing. The initial plan was a diversion before they attacked from the front and rear, but it seemed that this time was no longer possible.


Zhang Yu raised his face looking at the two remaining people. The red clothes that symbolized courage seemed to retreat into plain white. The face was pale and the hands were unable to maintain the grip of the sword.


Cit...


Sun's voice became a sign of death that was soon to come. Zhang Yu flashed quickly, moving like a shadow which then suddenly appeared behind them.


The two men realized it. But before reacting Zhang Yu had already ended the fight with their deaths.


Gludak!


Two bodies fell down with wide eyes. Even after death they seem to not believe it will end like that. But death cannot be postponed nor can it be undone.


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