From a slave to the Great Qian Martial Saint

"You damned beast, get out of here!"

With a loud shout, the ghostly hand swung, tearing a strange beast to shreds.

But then two or three more strange beasts pounced on them.

Looking at the surging beasts around him, Feng Ji frowned, his face extremely gloomy.

At first, it was just a tiger-pig, the lowest grade nine exotic beast. Feng Ji assumed it had wandered into this place by mistake in its haste and didn't pay any attention, killing it casually.

But then, two more strange beasts appeared, one a ninth-grade beast and the other an eighth-grade beast.

Even more unexpectedly, before these two strange beasts could be killed, another strange beast appeared.

"What exactly is going on?"

The strange beasts continued to emerge from all directions, their numbers growing ever larger. Feng Ji let out a low growl, his voice filled with rage.

He was about to capture the Qilin, but these strange beasts appeared at the crucial moment to disrupt him.

At first, their numbers were small, and they could be easily killed and eliminated, so they were not taken seriously. However, as time went on, other strange beasts appeared one after another, and their numbers accumulated more and more.

When Feng Ji came to his senses, more than twenty strange beasts had already gathered around him, and the number was still increasing!

If they were just "passing by," it wouldn't be so bad, but these strange beasts acted like madmen, attacking him and his men as soon as they appeared.

As the number of alien beasts continues to increase, the pressure they bring also grows.

Roar!

With a roar, the three-legged bull charged fiercely into the army formation once again.

A hundred-man formation would normally be no problem dealing with a sixth-grade beast, especially such a cumbersome one. However, with other beasts to contend with, the formation's biggest drawback—its lack of flexibility—leads to some disarray.

Feng Ji worried that if things continued this way, Qilin would take advantage of the chaos to escape.

"Old Feng, what are you looking at?"

Just as I was getting worried, with a loud shout, Chen Shi rushed forward and slashed down with his sword.

"presumptuous!"

Feng Ji blocked with the ghost claw and took several steps back to create distance, staring at Chen Shi with a face full of anger.

He, the dignified second master of the Marquis of Dingyuan's mansion, was addressed with such a vulgar title; it was not merely a joke, but an insult.

"Why put on airs when you're about to die?"

Chen Shi snorted coldly, unfurled his twin swords, and took a step forward, unleashing a flurry of wild slashes at Feng Ji.

He glanced at the Qilin on the other side during a break and couldn't help but smile slightly.

I never imagined the legend was true.

Legend has it that all living beings under heaven are ruled by three races: the dragon, the phoenix, and the qilin.

The dragon is the chief of scaled creatures and rules over aquatic life. The phoenix is ​​the king of birds and rules over birds of the sky. The qilin is the supreme beast and rules over wild animals on land.

Although the Qilin is a mythical beast, it is ultimately just a powerful mythical creature. The so-called legends are likely exaggerated interpretations and should not be taken seriously.

But to my utter surprise, it was actually true.

These strange beasts that were still emerging were clearly summoned by the Qilin!

Its cry just now must have been a summoning of the strange beasts in Yongqiu Mountain.

Although most of the strange beasts in Yongqiu Mountain are only of low quality, there are a large number of them. Even if some of the strange beasts are far away and cannot come over in a short time, as long as a hundred strange beasts are gathered, it is enough to turn the tide of battle!

And that was indeed the case. As the number of strange beasts increased, and with the combined attacks of the Qilin and the three-legged spotted ox, the two military formations gradually began to struggle.

The strange beasts are still arriving in droves; it's only a matter of time before they crumble these two battle formations.

"Look at the knife!"

Taking advantage of his illness to finish him off, Chen Shi roared and viciously slashed at Feng Ji with his sword again.

Feng Ji wanted to kill him, but didn't he also want to kill Feng Ji?

This is the perfect opportunity to kill Feng Ji!

With Chen Shi's strength, although he could fight Feng Ji, he wasn't very confident in killing Feng Ji.

But he didn't need to kill Feng Ji at this point; he just needed to stall him for the time being.

Damn it.

While dealing with Chen Shi, Feng Ji kept an eye on the situation on the field. He saw that the number of strange beasts was increasing, and the pressure on the military formation was mounting, making it teeter on the brink of collapse.

He muttered a curse under his breath, and couldn't help but feel a desire to back down.

Once the army formation is broken, Chen Shi alone is already troublesome enough, but with the addition of the Qilin, the three-legged flower ox, and so many other strange beasts, they would be enough to tear him apart.

As the second young master of the Marquis's mansion, a woman of noble birth, how could he possibly die here? Feng Ji frowned and was about to flee.

"Where to go?"

Chen Shi gave a cold shout and directly stopped Feng Ji.

Although his cultivation level was not as high as Feng Ji's, he possessed two movement techniques, the Leaving String Step and the Soaring Void Crossing Technique, so in terms of movement skills alone, he was in no way inferior to Feng Ji.

It's not too difficult to stop him from escaping.

"hateful"

Entangled with Chen Shi and unable to break free, Feng Ji grew increasingly angry and irritable.

But anger is useless at this point; in fact, it may impair your judgment.

"A good opportunity"

Feng Ji was momentarily distracted and inadvertently created an opening. Chen Shi's eyes lit up, and he slashed at Feng Ji with his sword.

A foot-long blade, accompanied by a strong gust of wind, swept in from between the gaps in the white bone demon claws.

Feng Ji's expression changed drastically. It was too late to defend himself, so he could only hurriedly dodge.

boom!

With a muffled thud, although the blade avoided a fatal blow, it still grazed the shoulder.

An ordinary slash would be fine, but you must know that this is a heavy sword weighing over eighty pounds, forged entirely from black iron! Chen Shi used the power of the earth's veins to swing it out, and a mere graze would cause injury, while a direct hit would be fatal!

With a cracking sound, Feng Ji's shoulder bone shattered instantly.

"what!"

Overwhelmed by the excruciating pain, Feng Ji let out a scream and staggered back several steps.

With his other hand covering his shoulder, he glared at Chen Shi with resentment and hatred.

Boom!

Just then, another loud bang was heard from the side, accompanied by a surge and dissipation of blood energy.

Turning his head, Feng Ji was instantly horrified.

The army's formation has been broken!

The Qilin and the three-legged spotted ox were already powerful, and as the number of these strange beasts increased, the army finally became overwhelmed.

Once the battle formation broke, these two hundred soldiers were no different from ordinary infantry. Faced with the Qilin, the three-legged spotted ox, and so many other strange beasts, they would only be torn apart and slaughtered.

"Feng Ji, I told you long ago to avoid my sharp edge."

Chen Shi glanced at him, then turned back to Feng Ji, a cold glint in his eyes.

Today is the day Feng Ji will be buried!

"hateful!"

Feng Ji cursed loudly and turned to flee.

Although the army formation had been broken, the two hundred soldiers were determined to fight for a while. Before all the soldiers were killed, this was his last chance to escape.

tread!

But unfortunately, how could they let him escape? The Qilin leaped forward and blocked Feng Ji's path, its massive front hooves like those of a bull stomping fiercely at Feng Ji.

Feng Ji's eyes widened, and he quickly raised his ghostly hand to parry.

But just as they blocked the Qilin, the three-legged spotted ox, with its worn-down horns, crashed into them hard.

Feng Ji had no time to dodge and could only use his other ghost hands to block again.

boom!

With a heavy thud, Feng Ji was forced to stagger back several steps by the terrifying power of the three-legged bull.

"Prepare to die!"

Before he could even steady himself, a loud shout came from behind, and Chen Shi brandished his twin swords, slashing down fiercely.