Urban Madness

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Hearing that roar, the hundreds of strong men in Yunwu Mountain were all horrified.

There is a height difference of hundreds of meters from the foot of the mountain.

But the sound was still like a thunder that shook the ground, exploding clearly in the ears of everyone, and even washed away the flowing clouds and shook the mountain ridge.

Such a terrifying power completely exceeded everyone's expectations.

Some of the weaker warriors can't help but tremble all over, just like animals in nature encounter natural enemies, terrified.

"Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng!

Suddenly, the sound of rapid footsteps came from bottom to top, and the whole plank road was shaken.

After a while, eight tall and burly figures appeared in the sight of everyone.

Looking into the distance, those warriors were covered in silver-white armor, with only two eyes exposed, and their eyes were as sharp as a sheathed divine sword.

The sun shines on the silver armor, reflecting the bright light, and there are various totem patterns on the armor, which is extraordinary and mysterious.

Only eight people came to attack, but it gave people a feeling of a galloping army, mighty and extraordinary, suppressing dozens of warriors in the field on the aura.

The atmosphere around him was immediately suppressed, and the air was frozen.

Suddenly, someone couldn't help but exclaimed:

"Mythril armor! Could it be...is this the legendary silver armor guard?"

"The silver armor guard is the core elite of the Zhang family. The armor on his body is made of mithril, which is extremely precious!"

"For many years, Yinkaiwei has made great military exploits for the Zhang Family. Everyone has the strength of the Profound Realm! Outside, the Grandmaster of the Profound Realm is enough to start a sect and is admired by thousands of people, but in the Zhang family, it is just a soldier serving him. From this we can see the inside story of the Zhang family!"

"Yeah! There is a saying in the arena-there are no more than a hundred silver armor guards, and more than a hundred are invincible! If all of them are dispatched, they can easily beat a sect or family!"

...

After seeing the appearance of Yin Kaiwei, everyone in the field was excited and frightened.

Excitedly, it was a worthwhile trip to see this legendary Tiger Wolf Master in person.

The frightening thing is that they violated the will of the Zhang family and trespassed into Yunwu Mountain without permission. Now the elites of the Zhang family are attacking. If they are to blame, the consequences will be disastrous.

In terms of strength, in addition to the Profound Realm Grandmaster, there are several strong realms in the field, and the number of them also crushes the Silver Armor Guard.

However, the armors on these silver armor guards are made of mithril, which is much stronger than stainless steel but lighter, and it is difficult to damage them even if they are attacked by a strong person in an ordinary situation.

Of course, the price of Mithril is also very expensive, and most people do it a little while mixing.

Using Mithril to build armor like this is extremely extravagant, and money cannot be used to measure value.

Only the tycoons of the Zhang family who have passed on for thousands of years can have such a masterpiece!

More importantly, every silver armor guard was trained by the Zhang family since he was a child. He is a loyal and dead soldier. He is more like a soldier than a warrior. They cooperate with each other and are connected. If they join forces to fight the battle. , Even the strong in the environment will be easily beheaded by them.

Even Ye Fan's face showed a dignified color, and he secretly said that Zhang Family's hundred years of age, as expected, was extraordinary.

Soon, the eight silver armor guards walked in front of the many warriors, divided into two groups, and four people on the left and right stood on both sides of the plank road.

"Huh!"

The next moment, the eight people bend over and bow at the same time, their movements are neat and uniform, without any noise, as if they have experienced thousands of rehearsals.

That respectful posture is obviously welcoming some big man.

"Stab!"

"Stab!"

Suddenly, two rays of light cut through the clouds and mist in the distance, like a changhong piercing the sun and a meteor chasing the moon, sweeping away in a mighty force.

Just the strong wind that leaked out made many warriors in the field feel that their exposed skin seemed to have been scratched by a sword, and it was painful.

Two figures, one old and one young, appeared in the sight of everyone.

The man walking in the front, about twenty-five or sixteen years old, has deep black eyes, a handsome face, his face is like a mid-autumn moon, like a flower of spring dawn, his temples are like a knife, his eyebrows are like ink paintings. Exuding the natural domineering emperor, it immediately attracted the attention of many warriors.

Ye Fan found that this person's appearance was seven or eighth similar to the arrogant man who was killed by himself before.

Obviously, he is the second son of the Zhang family——

Publicity!

...

"Participate in Young Master!"

The eight silver armor guards shouted at the same time, their voices full of anger, and they went straight into the sky.

Many warriors in the arena bowed their heads, their bodies tightened, shuddering, and did not dare to look at Zhang Yang at all.

However, what really made Ye Fan cared about was the old man behind Zhang Yang.

The old man was more than ancient, wearing a gray robe, looked inconspicuous, completely covered by the public light.

But Ye Fan found that this old man's divine consciousness was extremely powerful, much stronger than his own, as if he had merged with the world around him, and had reached the realm of harmony between man and nature.

He must have made the sharp whistle that dissipated the flowing clouds and shook the ridge just now.

"Stab!"

Suddenly, a sharp light burst into the open eyes, splitting the space and scanning the audience.

Those very aggressive eyes, like a hunter looking at the prey, made people feel a sense of suffocation.

"Humph!"

Zhang Yang let out a cold snort, and said, "This treasure in Yunwu Mountain, my Zhang family will win! You dare to trespass into Yunwu Mountain, do you take Ben Shao's command as the wind?!"

In his voice, there is a strong inner strength, like a muffled thunder hitting the chest of many warriors.

At this time, the old man behind said loudly:

"Waiting for untouchables, don't you hurry down on your knees and ask the young master!"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of many warriors changed drastically, and they never expected that the Zhang family was so domineering, and asked them to kneel down and admit their mistakes.

As a strong person, you must have the pride and dignity of a strong person. If you kneel when you see someone and lose your backbone, how can you achieve the supreme martial art?

If they immediately bow to their knees and spread it out, they will become the laughing stock of the same people in the world, and they will not be able to lift their heads for life.

...

Suddenly, a big bald man with strong energy and blood took a step forward.

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise and stone chips splashed.

"Zhang Shao, it was not us who wounded the servants of your family, but someone else! We entered Yunwu Mountain just to seek opportunities. Since you are here and we are willing to leave here, why are you so aggressive?"

Even in the face of publicity, this big bald man is still neither humble nor overbearing, with a vigorous imposing manner, and he is clearly a master of the realm level.

When Zhang Yang heard the words, his eyes became bitter for an instant, and he looked straight at him, and asked:

"Who are you?"

"I am a disciple of the Great Wisdom Buddhist Temple in the Western Regions, nicknamed the eight-armed Arhat!" The bald man raised his head, his tone full of pride.

Dazhi Temple is both a temple and a martial arts sacred place. It has a reputation in the Western Regions and has produced many powerful men. It is rumored that its abbot is a martial arts giant in the realm of heaven.

And this big bald man can be called an "eight-armed Luohan", and his strength should not be underestimated.

You must know that in Buddhism, the word "Arhat" cannot be called arbitrarily. It is second only to Buddhas and Bodhisattvas and ranks third. Only the great Buddha disciples who have attained the highest attainment status can be named Arhats.

If it were in the Western Regions, ordinary Buddhist disciples who saw this eight-armed Luohan were afraid that they would kneel on the spot and offer the highest respect.

However, Zhang Yang glanced at him with a squint, and said with disdain: "The mere bald donkey, not only against the will of the original young man, but also dare to use strong words and sophistry for himself, it is lawless!"

Speaking of this, a murderous intent appeared in Zhang Yang's eyes, stretched out his hand to point at the eight-armed Arhat, and said sharply:

"Silver Kaiwei follows the order, whichever is the first!"

"Yes, young master!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The eight people said in unison, the momentum was like a rainbow, and the meaning of a golden horse and iron horse on the battlefield emerged spontaneously.

Immediately afterwards, the eight silver armor guards simultaneously drew out the long swords around their waists, hearing only one voice, which proved that they cooperated in tacit agreement.

In the next moment, their bodies were like eight sharp arrows, tearing the sky apart, rushing towards the eight-armed Arhat with a force of destruction.

Even with eight people, the movements are neat and uniform, forming a whole, like a monster with 16 hands and 16 legs.

The long swords are intertwined, and the polished sword lights are dazzling, like a net of heaven and earth, completely covering the position of the eight-armed Luohan.