548: C548 The Fierce Battle with the Zong Level Beast Slaves

C548 The Fierce Battle with the Zong Level Beast Slaves

Void Movement Speed!

In an instant, Zhan Tianming's figure moved from the front to the back of the Beast Slave, and he even completed his turn.

That fist struck out with a loud bang.

Bang!

It directly smashed into the Beast Slave's back, smashing the latter into the ground like a cannonball.

Rumble rumble rumble!

Smoke and dust flew in all directions, and yellow sand flew in all directions.

A deep pit was directly smashed into the ground. However, the expected system notification did not come.

"Damn it! He actually didn't die?"

Zhan Tianming frowned. He could already feel the strong tearing pain from his left arm.

A Fourth Secondary warrior, with four times the strength.

The other parts of Zhan Tianming's body could still withstand the terrifying force, but his left arm already had the strength of nineteen dragons. After the increase of four times, his left arm could no longer withstand the terrifying power. Unless he could find another dragon bone or burst out another Asura Combat Arm. He strengthened his left arm once more.

But now, it was clear that he didn't want to obtain something like this.

After killing many people from the Beast Clan, Zhan Tianming didn't use the Asura Combat Arm again.

As for the Skeleton of the Divine Dragon, he only knew that one of them had been taken away by a certain force.

Taking advantage of the time before the battle ended, Zhan Tianming raised his hand and struck.

"Proud Dragon Repents!"

"Dingdong! Triggering double the power! Triggered Strangulation Effect!"

"Roar!"

The Ice Fire Dragon Shadow roared as it shot toward the spot where the Beast Slave had landed.

Rumble...

Rumble...

Once again, a cloud of dust soared into the sky.

However, there were still no system notifications. This also proved that the Beast Slave was not dead.

Zhan Tianming couldn't care less. He had the Proud Dragon Repents in his left hand and the Ice Heart Sword Art in his right.

Rumble...

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

The shadow of a dragon flew down, and icicles rained down like rain.

In just a short period of time, Zhan Tianming had already used up more than a hundred thousand True Qis points. He only stopped when the frenzied time had come to an end.

"Hu... Hu... "

Breathing heavily, Zhan Tianming's eyes stared intently at the smog that blotted out the sky.

"He's not dead yet? Damn, could that guy be a blood bull?"

Zhan Tianming was almost speechless.

So many attacks had landed on that Ancestral Beast Slave, but his opponent wasn't dead yet. He was worthy of being called a sect master, an existence that couldn't be compared to an Emperor Grade Beast Slave.

The speed of the smoke and dust gradually slowed down.

However, the area below was completely covered up, and nothing could be seen with the naked eye.

Zhan Tianming closed his eyes gently. When he opened them again, the Ratchet Eye of the two Gouyu had already been opened.

He carefully swept his gaze over the rolling dust.

Swoosh!

The Beast Slave, which was already in tatters, borrowed the smoke and dust to fly towards Zhan Tianming.

"Hmph! So it's here!"

Sensing the traces of the Beast Slave, Zhan Tianming took out the Divine Punisher Sword that had been refilled. With a wave of his hand, he slashed down.

Huff!

The lightning sword qi flew out like a crescent moon.

Puchi!

When the sword qi landed on the Beast Slave's body, it did not have much of an effect. It only slightly stopped the Beast Slave's flying body for a second.

However, it was already enough.

Taking advantage of that one second opportunity, Zhan Tianming's figure once again flashed behind the Beast Slave.

The Divine Punisher Sword slashed down diagonally.

Puchi!

The sharp blade cut open the Beast Slave's back, creating a 30 centimeter long wound. A string of blood was once again taken away. However, there was still a long string of numbers on the top of the Beast Slave's head.

Zhan Tianming shook his head in his heart.

This Beast Slave was extremely difficult to kill. It was probably more than ten times more terrifying than the Lizard's Demon Sect.

The only thing that made Zhan Tianming happy was that the attack power of this Beast Slave wasn't more than ten times stronger than that of the Lizard's Demon Sect.

Otherwise, he wouldn't even have the chance to fight it.

However...

Zhan Tianming frowned.

The strength of this Beast Slave reminded him of the fellow called Yin Shaoming. The latter's strength was probably far above this Beast Slave. If he couldn't even defeat this Beast Slave, how could he fight Yin Shaoming?

Fight!

As long as he was still alive, he had to kill this Beast Slave first.

There was nothing that could stop him.

Waving the Divine Punisher Sword, Zhan Tianming began a close combat battle with the Beast Slave.

Huff... Huff...

The claws were sharp and powerful.

Clang, clang, clang...

Sword light flashed and thunder rumbled...

Li Hunfei and the members of the Dead Souls Mercenary Group were familiar with the Sand Fortress. Under their guidance, Zongzheng Wanyou and Xiang'er were safe for the time being.

Their group had avoided wave after wave of Beast Slave.

Those who couldn't escape were also killed by their group. However, Li Hunfei was also injured.

Furthermore, their luck seemed to have run out.

More than a dozen Beast Slaves had found them, and one of them was even an Ancestral Beast Slave.

"Damn it! If I could take that half a step, I would be able to break through to the First Star Martial Ancestor, and that wouldn't be the case." Li Hunfei furrowed his brows.

He had already reached the peak of Nine-star Martial Emperor's strength, and had even taken half a step into the Martial Ancestor Stage.

However, he was still very weak.

His strength was at the top of the Martial Emperor, but when faced with an Ancestral Beast Slave, he was still a lot weaker.

At this moment, Zongzheng Wanyou reached out her hand to touch the Cosmic Bag on her waist.

"Big sister, are you going to take out that?" Xiang'er looked at Zongzheng Wanyou.

Zongzheng Wanyou nodded.

At this time, she already had no choice. After all, the qi of that Ancestral Beast Slave was too powerful. Adding the other ten plus Emperor Grade Beast Slave, their group had fallen into an absolute crisis. All their trump cards needed to be taken out to save their lives.

When they saw that Zongzheng Wanyou still had some powerful trump cards, the people of Dead Souls Mercenary Group were also looking forward to it.

Zongzheng Wanyou did not delay and quickly took out a colorful puppet from the Cosmic Bag.

Hellwalker!

This was what Zhan Tianming gave her to protect herself.

When Hellwalker appeared, Li Hunfei and the others were also stunned, then they were overjoyed.

"High-rank Spirit Grade puppet! What a powerful aura!" Li Hunfei immediately argued. At the same time, he was also stunned. But then he thought about it. Zongzheng Wanyou's master was a saint alchemist who could refine the Profound Thunder Divine Body Pill. Such a big figure would take out a high-grade Spirit Grade puppet. It should be nothing, right?

"This is great! A high-grade Spirit Grade puppet is equivalent to a Martial Ancestor warrior! We can be saved!"

"I never thought that it would be a high-grade Spirit Grade puppet!"

At this time, Zongzheng Wanyou also ordered Hellwalker, "Walker, kill all those Beast Slaves!"

Hellwalker's red eyes flickered with a faint light. After hearing Zongzheng Wanyou's words, he nodded his head lightly. After that, he looked at the Beast Slave in the distance.

Swoosh!

His huge body rushed forward.2

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