"Zhuge Feng, hurry and save me!" Li Zhaolei kicked at the leopard. His other hand was tightly constricted by a snake's tail. Seeing the Vulture viciously pecking towards his eyes, he screamed sharply. Backing against Zhuge Feng, he involuntarily flinched, allowing the Vulture's beak to strike Zhuge Feng directly in the back. A large, terrifying wound appeared, oozing blood. Zhuge Feng swept his Sword Qi, swung at the Vulture, and split it in two. It fell to the ground with a THUD. In an instant, the flurry of action had scattered the two men, who were initially pressed closely together.
Li Zhaolei bent down to pick up his longsword. He swung it several times, chopping the leopard in half. His bitten hand bled profusely, revealing terrifyingly white bone. A pack of wolves, their eyes glowing green, stared intently at the exposed bone in his hand and greedily at the bloody wound on Zhuge Feng's back.
