C88 A Furious Massacre

"Hmph, think you can run?" Zhang Yu scoffed, transforming into a streak of lightning as he rapidly pursued Hao Feng.

"Damn it, that Demon Beast was just playing possum, luring me into its trap. Lucky for me, I was clever enough to use that Flowing Water fellow as a decoy. And thankfully, that wretched beast went after those two, giving me the chance to escape