Combat Emperor: Zhang Yu's Journey
Chapters... 23: The Spiritual Beast Flock
"Finally I got you!" After chasing for a period of time, Zhang Long finally got his son in his grasp.
"Dad ...." Zhang Yu pointed forward trying to say something. But Zhang Long interjected, "Dad doesn't accept any excuses. Now you go back to the clan and accompany your aunt."
"Second Chairman ...." Zhang Yan, the fourth elder who was beside Zhang Long followed what Zhang Yu was doing by pointing forward.
This undoubtedly made Zhang Long curious. Gradually he raised his face forward and something that appeared there made him subconsciously release the clutches of Zhang Yu's clothes.
Tens, no, it was over a hundred spiritual beasts gathering.
"Second elder, most of them are third level spiritual beasts, only a few are at the fourth level." Zhang Yan estimated the strength of the spiritual beast herd.
"You are indeed the Fourth Elder. But still it is impossible for us to defeat these hundreds of spiritual beasts."
At this time the group led by the patriarch, including the fifth elder and the sixth elder arrived on the spot. "Second Elder, Fourth Elder, are you here as well? Have you found the origin of the golden radiance before?"
"We did not find the origin of the golden radiance because it had disappeared a moment ago." Zhang Yan raised his index finger forward. "But look what's in there!"
Zhang Lei narrowed his eyes, slowly frowning as he saw a hundred spiritual beasts gathered within a hundred feet.
"What the fuck? Why are all the spiritual beasts gathered here?"
"That's what we don't know the Patriarch."
Zhang Lei was paying close attention to this situation. His eyes were still trying to interpret what was happening.
However, some spiritual-looking beasts began to sense their existence. The third level blue wolf, its muzzle twitched to detect foreign body odors. The three-tailed fox moved its ears hearing noises from a distance.
Zhang Lei's eyes twitched. He warned the other group. "Look out, they already know where we are."
"We can face them as long as no fifth level spiritual beast comes," said Zhang Long who was then taken in by dozens of others.
As the saying goes, something you don't expect is likely to happen.
Right, not long after Zhang Long's words. An atlas lion stood on the rocks with its bright yellow eyes. Horrifying Eve emanated from his body as if to be an indication that he was the ruler among spiritual beasts.
"Patriarch ...." Zhang Long retracted his sentence. Although it was not impossible to defeat this herd of spiritual beasts, but there was a price to be paid in cash afterwards.
Zhang Lei, Zhang Yan thought similarly. They gradually began to take steps to prepare to leave. But ....
The roar!
The lion atlas roared so loudly. Opening his mouth wide let out sound waves that made the rocks and cliff walls tremble.
A moment after that voice, the hundred originally calm spiritual beasts pranced unsteadily. One by one gave off an aura of power each. A black eagle shrieked loudly then shot out like an arrow.
Wretch!
"They're coming!"
Zhang Lei just reminded. The next second came a pair of shadows from behind.
Blam it!
Nearly dozens of people died in surprise attacks if they did not escape. Even so, the attack actually had such a severe destructive power that it was able to overturn the surface of the ground.
Two tigers stood in the middle of the puddle as his eyes glittered sharply.
"Fourth level spiritual beast?!" Some people who had avoided the surprise attack were now carrying their own weapons.
A slash!
Booms!
The red-coloured shadow claw darted rapidly killing two fourth-tier tigers.
Can't fight, can't avoid either. The body of the five-meter-tall tiger was torn apart and died.
Dozens of people behind stared in admiration. "The "fourth level spiritual beast died in one attack. The senior level of a seven-star is indeed not abal-abal."
"You don't just shut up. The real fight has just begun."
Zhang Lei's sentence resuscitated them all. Zhang Long tightened the sword in his hand then said in a soft voice, "We can only hand the fifth level spiritual beast over to you, Patriarch. For the rest we'll try to beat them."
"Yes! I'm leaving the others to you."
The next instant Zhang Lei was directly eyeing the atlas lion in the back row. Every spiritual beast that was intending to head him off, without warning he swung a sword slashing at their heads.
Zhang Long saw how Zhang Lei busied the lion atlas. He glanced back and gave his input. "Remember the distance. Don't move too far because we're outnumbered."
"Understanding the Second Elder."
With Zhang Long's direction, thirty people moved dynamically. Like a rotating disc, moving left and right withstood the attacks of hundreds of spiritual beasts.
It managed to kill dozens of spiritual beasts. However, as time passed the attacks of the spiritual beasts grew increasingly uncontrollable and forced the defensive patterns to shatter.
Some people are scattered. Zhang Long who noticed that immediately exclaimed at them to get closer.
"Quick docked! Don't be lured!"
Naas, before having time to return in the defensive formation pattern some fourth level spiritual beasts had already charged at them.
About seven people fell down when dozens of beasts attacked brutally. Zhang Long could only help one or a maximum of two of them, as well as Zhang Yan the fourth elder and Zhang Lou the fifth elder.
One man is too far away. Not being saved. Even when he tried to shout for help, it was a waste as dozens of spiritual beasts were closer.
Deaths. Having no hope Zhang Lin could only close his eyes. But when the circumstances no longer supported him and he was resigned to his fate, the shadow of a giant palm came from above, sharply slashing ten spiritual beasts until it bounced.
"..."
Zhang Long, Zhang Yan and Zhang Lou squinted. The three compactly turned their eyes to the side.
"Yu'er?!"
"Zhang Yu?!"
They were very surprised if the devastating attack turned out to be unleashed by Zhang Yu.
Zhang Lin immediately dashed into the defensive formation when making sure things were completely safe. He then thanked Zhang Yu for saving his life.
"Zhang Yu, you are my savior. I owe you my life!" The thirty-five-year-old man patted Zhang Yu on the shoulder and said gratefully.
Zhang Yu smiled faintly, his hand trying to move the universe sword but his previous attack drained too much Qi in his body.
Ck...
"Cultivation is still too low to unleash such an attack!"