With a turn of his hand, a sharp sword flashing with a chilling gleam appeared in his grasp. This was the very sword Qin Fengming had been given by his master, Hall Master Zhang, when he had practiced martial arts in Luoxia Valley.
Although Qin Fengming had later entered the Cultivation World, he had always carefully treasured this sole keepsake left by his master. He had never expected to use it at this moment.
With a sway of his body, Qin Fengming headed toward the direction from which the beasts below the hill were coming.
Of course, he was not foolish enough to use his current strength to fight those dozens of enormous, ferocious demon beasts.
As he moved, the distance between them rapidly shrank. Facing the continuous roars of those house-sized, savage demon beasts, Qin Fengming would have been lying if he said he felt no fear at all.
As the two sides drew closer and closer, the more than twenty riders who had fled from the beast horde had already been reduced to only seven or eight. The young woman was also brandishing a dark whip, repeatedly striking the demon beasts that had already pursued her from behind.
The yellow giant beast beneath her was clearly somewhat stronger than the mounts ridden by the others. Whenever a demon beast pounced at them, the yellow beast would frantically sweep out all four claws. Any beast it touched would be left with torn flesh and exposed wounds.
Relying on the savagery of the demon beast beneath her and the power of the long whip in her hand, she had only barely managed to withstand the relentless attacks from behind.
But this situation could only last for a short while. If it continued much longer, they would inevitably be unable to