C25 The Blazing War Lion
C25 The Blazing War Lion
Not far from the entrance was the territory of those rank 9 and 10 demon beasts.
He had thought of hunting low level demon beasts, but when he killed demon beasts that were three levels lower than him, the Origin Strength he obtained would be halved. When he hunted demon beasts that were lower than his cultivation level by five levels, he would only obtain one or two points of Origin Strength.
Yang Ying greeted his two senior brothers at the entrance, then walked towards the Back Mountain.
Yang Ying arrived at a small forest. The ground was covered with a thick layer of leaves.
Suddenly, he felt a trace of fear. He did not hesitate and quickly dodged to the side. A black shadow flashed past his eyes and returned to calm.
Yang Ying sensed for a while and did not notice any other creatures. He slowly drew his sword out of the sheath.
At this moment, a black shadow attacked him. Fortunately, he did not let his guard down. The black shadow had already arrived in front of him. He flashed to the side and used the Gale Sword Arts to swing his sword downwards.
He felt that his sword had struck something. He looked at the ground and saw a trail of blood on the tree leaves.
Yang Ying looked in the direction where the black shadow had gone and saw a black panther standing in the shadow of a tree branch.
Its fur was as black as ink, and its body was tall and straight. It gave people a sense of power. However, the bloody wound on its hind legs destroyed this sense of beauty.
According to the demonic beast illustrated handbook, this was the Dark Black Panther. It was a level ten demon beast, good at hiding. Its movements were like the wind, its combat strength astonishing. Among ordinary Qi Refinement demon beasts, it was worthy of being called a powerhouse.
Yang Ying secretly heaved a sigh of relief. With his current combat strength, dealing with the Dark Black Panther was not a problem.
The Dark Black Panther walked a few times on the tree branch. With its intuition, it could feel that Yang Ying wasn't easy to deal with.
With a leap, it pounced towards Yang Ying once again. But this time, Yang Ying clearly felt that the Dark Black Panther's speed was slower than before. The sword wound on its hind legs had a great impact on it.
Yang Ying used the Thunder Collapsing Sword Arts and slashed at the Dark Black Panther's head.
Just as the sword light was about to hit the Dark Black Panther, it turned its body sideways in the air and dodged to the side with its head.
The sword hit its neck hard. At the same time, its forelimbs landed on Yang Ying's chest.
Yang Ying held his chest and retreated. He felt a surge of pain in his chest, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
He raised his head and looked at the Dark Black Panther. Due to the injury on its neck, it was already half lying on the tree.
Yang Ying tried his best to use the True Qi. In a flash, he appeared beside the Dark Black Panther and stabbed the wound on its neck with his sword.
"Congratulations, Host, for hunting a level 10 demon beast. Dark Black Panther, obtained 80 source energy. "
Yang Ying found a place and sat down cross-legged to regulate his breathing. This time, it was just that the blood in his chest was surging slightly, and he had completely recovered in a short while. He stood up, held his sword, and continued to walk forward.
The setting sun was like blood, and clouds filled the sky. In the grassland, a man and two beasts were fighting.
This person was Yang Ying. It was already the evening five days later. Yang Ying had just killed a rank 9 demon beast - Iron Bull. He was currently removing the Iron Bull's horn.
Suddenly, a faint sound came from behind him. Before he could stand up, he rolled forward. A black shadow brushed past his body.
He looked up. It turned out to be a Flame Lion.
A Flame Lion, a tenth grade demon beast. Its temper was extremely violent. There was a ring of fiery red mane on its neck, shaped like a flame.
This was clearly a female lion. If it was a male lion, the ring of fiery red mane on its neck would look even more majestic.
It didn't hit Yang Ying, so it stared at him and paced back and forth. It suddenly rushed forward a few steps, exerted strength in its legs, and threw itself at Yang Ying.
Yang Ying hurriedly swung his sword to block. He suddenly remembered that under normal circumstances, two or three female lions would come out to hunt together.
This was not good! Just as Yang Ying was thinking this, he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps coming from behind him. If it wasn't for the fact that he suspected that there were other Flame Lion by his side, he wouldn't have noticed such soft sounds in normal battles.
Yang Ying didn't have time to react. He quickly spun the sword in his hand and swept it to his side. At the same time, he used Whirlwind.
A stream of blood gushed out from the tip of the sword.
Yang Ying stood still. The Flame Lion he had just fought was right in front of him, and there was also a Flame Lion standing where he had just stood.
The two Flame Lion were about the same size, but there was a wound on the back of the Flame Lion that appeared later on.
They stared at Yang Ying. In just a breath's time, the two Flame Lion pounced towards Yang Ying at the same time.
Yang Ying did not retreat. Instead, he moved forward like the wind and floated towards the Flame Lion that appeared behind him. He used his right hand to stab the sword out.
The Flame Lion opened its bloody mouth and bit towards Yang Ying. However, the sword had already pierced into the Flame Lion's head.
"Congratulations, Host, you have killed a level 10 demon beast, the Flame Lion. You have obtained 80 points of origin power."
Yang Ying heard the system notification and knew that the Flame Lion had died. He then looked to the side.
At this moment, the Flame Lion once again pounced towards him.
Yang Ying had already killed a Flame Lion. He heaved a huge sigh of relief in his heart.
He unhurriedly used the Gale Sword Arts and stabbed the Flame Lion's head with his sword. His sword spun in its head for a while before he slowly pulled out the sword.
"Ding! Congratulations, Host. You have killed a level 10 demon beast Flame Lion. Obtained 80 points of origin power."
Yang Ying packed up the Flame Lion and rushed towards the direction where the Flame Lion had appeared.
According to common sense, a lion pack usually had a male lion, two to four female lions, and a few small lions.
If the female lions weren't injured, they would usually hunt together. Presumably, the Flame Lion race might also be like this.
This meant that there was a male Flame Lion here, as well as one or two injured female Flame Lion. There were also a few young ones.
If he could kill all of them, his harvest, especially the Origin Strength, would be huge.
Yang Ying walked forward for less than a mile, and found this group of Flame Lion behind a shrub.
He found a high ground and looked at them from afar. The male Flame Lion was lying on the grass, lazily sunbathing.
There was a female Flame Lion lying on the grass behind the male Flame Lion. From time to time, it would lick its forelimbs with its mouth. Its forelimbs must have been injured.
Behind the female Flame Lion, there were four small Flame Lion that were rolling and playing together.
"This is truly a heaven-sent opportunity!"
Yang Ying secretly observed the Flame Lion and slowly approached them from their blind spots.
Suddenly, the male Flame Lion raised its head. When Yang Ying saw it, he immediately felt that something was wrong. He hurriedly activated the Wind Controlling Spell and ran towards the male Flame Lion.
Before he could reach the male Flame Lion, it stood up and shook its body. The mane on its neck trembled like a dancing flame. It opened its mouth wide and let out a lion's roar.