1421 Beast Horde Attack (1/2)

”Beast Horde! It's a Beast Horde! My god! They are coming for us! Let's run!”

All at once, the whole group erupted into a frenzied panic.

The pandemonium far ahead was approaching at breakneck speed as the earth trembled even more violently, and judging by the amount of dust billowing into the air, there were at least hundreds of Demonic Beasts charging at them.

This scale of attack was called a Beast Horde!

”Run for your life! Run!”

Lu Changwei's group of friends' cultivations were not that high, and with Lu Changwei bedridden, they were all so frightened that all they could think of at the moment was to run for their lives.

”Stay where you are!” Zhu Dachang who was the calm one said. ”This Beast Horde's speed is unusual! They must all be high-rank Demonic Beasts! None of you will be able to run far enough! They will be able to catch up with you in no time! The only way to survive is to stick with the Ninth Young Lord!”

Everyone stopped in their tracks.

Thankfully, Ximen Dingjun's men did not run off. The whole group quickly swarmed towards Ximen Dingjun and hid behind him.

”Ninth Young Lord, save us! Ninth Young Lord! Please save us! You are the only one who can save us!”

Hundreds of men, all crying out for help. It was a hell of a racket. One of them knelt down on the ground, and the others all followed suit, touching their heads to the ground, and begging for help.

”Hmph! Look at your pathetic reaction! It's just a Beast Horde! What is so scary about that?” Ximen Dingjun stood his ground proudly and looked down at them. ”My 12 Temple Guardians will slaughter this wave of Beast Horde for me! Even though we didn't get any treasure, I am going to win the number one spot in this hunt!”

At this proclamation, the whole group began to cheer with the raves of a wild crowd.

”Ninth Young Lord, the wise and brilliant one! Ninth Young Lord is awesome and mighty!”

”Congratulations, Ninth Young Lord! Congratulations, Ninth Young Lord! You will definitely be the champion of this Elite Hunting Competition!”

”Kill! Kill! Kill! This stupid Beast Horde is nothing to our Ninth Young Lord!”

”Young Lord! No!” Old Meng quickly advised. ”This Beast Horde is coming at us at full force! It's as if they have a plot in mind! It's better for us retreat! If we delay our escape, I'm afraid it would be too late!”

Ximen Dingjun's forehead creased. He seemed to waver at Old Meng's advice.

But the hundreds of men were still busy praising him, and Ximen Dingjun had just blown his own trumpet. If he chose to retreat now, would he not be forced to eat his own words?

Ximen Dingjun could not bear the thought of losing face, so he said, ”I have already decided! Temple Guardians! Attack now!”

”Yes, sir!” The 12 Temple Guardians were the personal Guardian bodyguards who had been following Ximen Dingjun around. They were all Ethereal Cultivation elites, and were naturally, unafraid of the beast horde. Once they received the order to attack, they stormed forward without a second thought.

The group of people cheered when they saw this. They began to applaud and started a fan frenzy towards Ximen Dingjun.

The Ninth Young Lord ate it all up and began to make proclamations, ”You are all loyal to the Temple of Northern Wilderness! I will protect each and every one of you! I can guarantee you that my 12 Temple Guardians will return triumphant in under 10 minutes!

The cheers grew louder at this announcement.

Only Old Meng seemed to be worried, eyeing the incoming Beast Horde with suspicion and vigilance.

On the other side, Chen Xiaobei and his group of acquaintances also noticed the sudden change of the situation.

”What a big wave of Beast Horde! If we kill all of them, we'll definitely be able to win first place!” Dong Xiaowu said, brows furrowed.