Hearing that roar, hundreds of strong men in Yunwu Mountain were all frightened.
There is a height difference of several hundred meters from the foot of the mountain.
But the sound was still like earth-shaking thunder, blasting in everyone's ears with incomparable clarity, even breaking away the clouds and shaking the mountain ridges.
Such terrifying power was completely beyond everyone's expectations.
Some of the weaker warriors trembled involuntarily, just like animals in nature who were horrified when they encountered their natural enemies.
“Kick, kick, kick, kick!!!”
Suddenly, the sound of rapid footsteps came from bottom to top, and the entire plank road shook.
After a moment, eight tall and burly figures appeared in everyone's sight.
Looking from a distance, those warriors were all covered in silver-white armor, with only two eyes exposed, and their gazes were as sharp as unsheathed swords.
The sunlight shines on the silver armor, reflecting the bright light. There are also various totem patterns on the armor, which is mysterious and extraordinary.
Only eight people came to attack, but it gave people the feeling of thousands of troops galloping forward. They were so majestic that they suppressed dozens of warriors in the field with their aura.
The atmosphere around him suddenly became extremely oppressive, and the air was frozen.
Suddenly, someone couldn't help but exclaimed:
"Mythril armor! Could it be that... is this the legendary Silver Armor Guard?"
"The Silver Armored Guards are the core elite of the Zhang family. The armor on their bodies is made of mithril, which is extremely precious!"
"Over the years, the Silver Armored Guards have made great achievements for the Zhang family. Everyone has the strength of the Xuanjing Realm! Outside, the Xuanjing Grandmaster is enough to establish a sect and is respected by thousands of people. But in the Zhang family, they are just soldiers serving for them.
From this we can see the background of the Zhang family!”
"That's right! There is a saying in the world - no more than a hundred silver-armored guards are invincible, but more than a hundred are invincible! If they are sent out in full force, they can easily defeat a sect or aristocratic family!"
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After seeing the silver armored guard appear, everyone in the venue was excited and frightened.
What's exciting is that being able to see this legendary tiger and wolf master with your own eyes is a worthwhile trip.
What is frightening is that they went against the will of the Zhang family and broke into Yunwu Mountain without permission. Now that the elites of the Zhang family are attacking, if they are blamed, the consequences will be disastrous.
In terms of strength, in addition to the Xuanjing Grandmaster, there were several Earthly Realm experts in the arena, and their numbers also overwhelmed the Silver Armored Guards.
However, the armor on these silver armor guards is made of mithril, which is much stronger and lighter than fine steel. Even the attacks of ordinary earth-level experts cannot cause damage to them.
Of course, mithril is also very expensive, so most people mix it with a little bit when refining weapons.
To directly use mithril to create armor like this is extremely luxurious, and its value cannot be measured in terms of money.
Only a powerful family like the Zhang family, which has been passed down for thousands of years, can make such a big deal!
What's more important is that every silver armored guard has been trained by the Zhang family since childhood. They are loyal warriors. They are more like soldiers than warriors. They cooperate with each other tacitly and have the same mind. If they join forces to fight,
, even the strong ones in the earth realm will be easily killed by them.
Even Ye Fan's face showed a solemn look, secretly thinking that the Zhang family's century-old heritage was indeed extraordinary.
Soon, the eight silver-armored guards walked up to the many warriors and divided into two groups, with four people on each side standing on both sides of the plank road.
"Whoa!"
The next moment, eight people bent down and bowed at the same time, their movements uniform and without any noise, as if they had gone through thousands of rehearsals.
That respectful gesture was obviously welcoming someone important.
"Stab it!"
"Stab it!"
Suddenly, I saw two rays of light piercing the clouds and mist in the distance, like a rainbow penetrating the sun and a shooting star chasing the moon, sweeping in with overwhelming force.
Just the strong wind that spread out made many warriors in the field feel as if their exposed skin had been scraped by swords, causing excruciating pain.
Two figures, an old man and a young man, appeared in everyone's sight.
The man walking in front is about twenty-five or six years old. He has deep black eyes and an extraordinary handsome face. His face is like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival and the flowers of spring dawn.
Exuding a natural imperial domineering spirit, it immediately attracted the attention of many warriors.
Ye Fan discovered that this person's appearance was 70% similar to Zhang Kuang, who was killed by him before.
Obviously, he is the second son of the Zhang family——
Make public!
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"Join Young Master!"
The eight silver-armored guards shouted at the same time, their voices full of energy, soaring into the sky.
Many warriors in the field lowered their heads one after another, tensed up, and remained silent, not daring to look at Zhang Yang at all.
However, what really concerned Ye Fan was the old man behind Zhang Yang.
The old man was over seventy years old and was wearing a gray robe. He looked unremarkable and was completely obscured by the ostentatious light.
But Ye Fan discovered that the old man's spiritual consciousness was extremely powerful, much stronger than his own. He seemed to be integrated with the surrounding heaven and earth, and had reached the state of unity between heaven and man.
The loud roar that scattered the clouds and shook the mountain ridges just now must have come from him.
"Stab it!"
Suddenly, sharp light burst out from Zhang Yang's eyes, splitting the space and scanning the whole place.
That extremely aggressive look is like a hunter sizing up his prey, which makes people feel suffocated.
"snort!"
Zhang Yang snorted coldly and said: "My Zhang family is determined to get this treasure in Yunwu Mountain! You dare to break into Yunwu Mountain without permission? Are you turning a deaf ear to my orders?!"
His voice contained strong inner strength, like a muffled thunder hitting the chests of many warriors.
At this time, the old man behind said loudly:
"You untouchables, why don't you kneel down quickly and apologize to the young master!"
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of many warriors changed drastically. They never expected that the Zhang family would be so domineering, asking them to kneel down and admit their mistakes.
As a strong man, he must have the pride and dignity that belong to a strong man. If he kneels when he sees others and loses his backbone, how can he achieve supreme martial arts?
If they grovel immediately and spread the word, they will become the laughing stock of their colleagues in the world and will be unable to hold their heads up for the rest of their lives.
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Suddenly, a bald man with strong blood suddenly took a step forward.
"Boom!"
The sound shook the sky, and stone chips flew everywhere.
"Young Master Zhang, it was not us who injured the slaves of your family, but someone else! We entered the Yunwu Mountain just to seek opportunities. Since you are here and we are willing to disperse, why do you have to be so aggressive?"
Even in the face of Zhang Yang, this bald man is still neither humble nor arrogant, and his aura is as strong as the Yue Zhi. He is obviously a master at the ground level.
Hearing this, Zhang Yang's eyes suddenly turned sharp, he looked straight at him and asked:
"Who are you?"
"I am a disciple of Dazhi Zen Temple in the Western Regions, nicknamed the Eight-Armed Arhat!" The bald man held his head high, his tone full of pride.
Dazhi Zen Temple is both a temple and a sacred place for martial arts. It has a great reputation in the Western Regions and has produced many strong men. It is said that its abbot is a martial arts giant in the heavenly realm.
And this bald man can be called the "Eight-Armed Arhat", so his strength cannot be underestimated.
You must know that in Buddhism, the word "Arhat" cannot be used randomly. It ranks third after Buddha and Bodhisattva. Only the disciples of the great Buddha who have attained the Dharma and achieved the highest fruition status can be called Arhats.
If it were in the Western Regions, ordinary Buddhist disciples would probably kneel down on the spot and pay the highest respect when they saw this eight-armed Arhat.
However, Zhang Yang glanced at him sideways and said disdainfully: "A mere bald donkey, not only goes against my will, but also dares to use forceful words to defend himself. This is simply lawless!"
Having said this, Zhang Yang's eyes flashed with murderous intent, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the Eight-Armed Arhat, and said sternly:
"The silver armored guard obeys the order and takes his head!"
"As you command, young master!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The eight people spoke in unison, their momentum was like a rainbow, and a sense of fighting and iron horses on the battlefield arose spontaneously.
Immediately afterwards, the eight silver-armored guards drew their swords from their waists at the same time. There was only one sound, which proved that they cooperated with each other tacitly.
The next moment, their figures were like eight sharp arrows, tearing apart the sky, and rushing towards the Eight-Armed Arhat with a devastating force.
Even though there are eight people, their movements are uniform and unified, forming a whole, like a monster with sixteen arms and sixteen legs.
The long swords were intertwined, and the polished sword light was dazzling, like a dragnet, completely covering the position of the Eight-Armed Arhat.