Hearing that roar, the hundreds of powerhouses in the Cloud Mountain were all terrified.

From the foot of the mountain, there is a difference in height of hundreds of meters.

But the sound was still like thunder, exploding in everyone's ears with great clarity, even dispersing the clouds and shaking the ridges.

Such a terrifying power completely exceeded everyone's expectations.

Some of the weaker martial artists trembled involuntarily all over their bodies, just like animals in nature that met natural enemies and were terrified.

"Pedaling, Pedaling, Pedaling!!"

Suddenly, the sound of hurried footsteps came from the bottom to the top, and the whole plank road shook for it.

A moment later, the tall and burly figure of Badao appeared in everyone's sight.

From a distance, the warriors' whole bodies were covered in silver-white armor, and only two eyes were exposed, and their gaze was as sharp as an unsheathed sword.

The sunlight shines on the silver armor, reflecting a brilliant light, and there are all kinds of totemic patterns on the armor, which is extraordinary.

Only eight people attacked, but it gave people a feeling of thousands of troops galloping, mighty and extraordinary, and suppressed dozens of warriors in the field in terms of aura.

The atmosphere around him was suddenly extremely oppressive, and the air froze.

Suddenly, someone couldn't help but exclaim:

"Mithril Armor......! Is this the legendary Silver Guard?"

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

"Over the years, the Silver Armor Guard has made great achievements for the Zhang family, and everyone has the strength of the Xuan Realm! Outside, the Xuan Realm Grandmaster is enough to start a sect and be admired by tens of thousands of people, but in the Zhang family, he is just a soldier who serves him, so you can see the background of the Zhang family!"

"Yes! There is a saying in the rivers and lakes -- the silver armor guard is not more than a hundred, and it is invincible if it is more than a hundred! If you send out all of them, you can easily set foot on a sect or family!"

......

After seeing the appearance of the silver armor guard, everyone in the audience was excited and frightened.

I am excited that it is worth the trip to be able to see this legendary tiger and wolf division with my own eyes.

What is frightening is that they went against the will of the Zhang family and trespassed into Yunwu Mountain, and now the elite of the Zhang family is attacking, if they are blamed, the consequences are unimaginable.

In terms of strength, in addition to the Xuanjing Realm Grandmaster, there were also several Earth Realm powerhouses in the field, and the number of people also crushed the Silver Armor Guard.

However, the armor on these silver armor guards was made of Mithril, which was much stronger than steel but lighter, and it was difficult to damage them even if they were attacked by ordinary realm powerhouses.

Of course, the price of Mithril is also very expensive, and most people mix it up a little when refining their weapons.

Crafting armor directly out of Mithril like this is so extravagant that it can't be measured in terms of money.

Only the Zhang family, a wealthy man who has been inherited for thousands of years, can have such a big deal!

What's more, every silver armor guard, who has been cultivated by the Zhang family since childhood, is a loyal dead soldier, not so much a warrior, but more like a soldier, with a tacit understanding between each other, and a common mind.

Even Ye Fan's face showed a dignified look, and he secretly said that the Zhang family was a hundred years old, and it was really extraordinary.

Soon, eight silver armor guards walked up to the many warriors and divided into two groups, four on the left and four standing on both sides of the plank road.

"Huh!"

In the next moment, the eight people bent down and bowed at the same time, their movements were neat and uniform, without the slightest noise, as if they had gone through thousands of rehearsals.

That respectful gesture is obviously greeting some big shot.

"Sting!"

"Sting!"

Suddenly, I saw two rays of light in the distance piercing the clouds, like a long rainbow running through the sun and a meteor chasing the moon, sweeping the momentum of Wanjun.

The strong wind that leaked out alone made many warriors in the arena feel that their exposed skin was as if they had been scraped by a sword, and they were in pain.

Two figures, one old and one young, appeared in everyone's sight.

The man walking in front of him, about twenty-five or sixteen years old, with deep black eyes, a handsome and extraordinary face, a face like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, a flower of spring dawn, sideburns like a knife, and eyebrows like ink paintings, all of his gestures revealed a natural imperial domineering, which attracted the attention of many warriors at once.

Ye Fan found that this person's appearance was seven or eight points similar to the arrogance who was killed by himself before.

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

Publicity!

......

"Participate in the Young Master!"

The eight Silver Armor Guards shouted at the same time, their voices full of energy, and they soared into the sky.

Many warriors in the arena bowed their heads one after another, their bodies tensed, and they didn't dare to look at Zhang Yang at all.

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

The old man was in his old age, dressed in a gray robe, and looked inconspicuous, completely obscured by the flamboyant light.

But Ye Fan found that this old man's divine sense was extremely powerful, much stronger than himself, as if he had merged with the surrounding heaven and earth, and had reached the realm of the unity of heaven and man.

The roar that swept away the clouds and shook the ridge just now must have been sent by him.

"Sting!"

On the ground, a sharp light bloomed in his flamboyant eyes, cutting through the space and scanning the audience.

The extremely aggressive eyes, like a hunter looking at his prey, made people feel a sense of suffocation.

"Humph!"

Zhang Yang snorted coldly and said: "This treasure in the Yunwu Mountain, my Zhang family is determined to win! You dare to trespass on the Yunwu Mountain, do you take Ben Shao's order as the wind in your ears?!"

His voice contained a strong internal strength, like a muffled thunder smashing into the chests of many warriors.

At this time, the old man behind him said in a loud voice:

"You and other untouchables, why don't you kneel down quickly and ask the young master for his guilt!"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of many warriors changed greatly, and they never expected the Zhang family to be so domineering, and they made them kneel down and admit their mistakes when they opened their mouths.

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 supreme martial arts?

If they immediately grovel and spread the word, they will become the laughing stock of their fellow people in the rivers and lakes, and they will not be able to raise their heads for the rest of their lives.

......

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

"Boom!"

The sound shook the sky, and stone chips splashed.

"Zhang Shao, it was not us who injured the servants of your family, but someone else! We entered the Cloud Mist Mountain just to seek an opportunity, since you are here, we are willing to disperse, why are you so aggressive?"

Even in the face of Zhang Yang, this bald man is still neither humble nor arrogant, and his momentum is deep and deep, and he is obviously a master at the realm level.

When Zhang Yang heard this, his eyes instantly turned cold, and he looked directly at him and asked:

"Who are you?"

"I am a disciple of the Great Wisdom Temple in the Western Regions, alias the Eight-Armed Arhat!" the bald man held his head high, and his tone was full of pride.

Dazhi Temple, is not only a temple, but also a holy place of martial arts, in the Western Regions a place of great fame, there have been many strong people, it is rumored that its abbot is the heavenly realm of martial arts giants.

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

You must know that in Buddhism, the word "Arhat" cannot be called indiscriminately, second only to the Buddha and the Bodhisattva, ranking third, only the great Buddha's disciples who have attained the Dharma and cultivated the highest fruit position can be called Arhats.

If it was in the Western Regions, ordinary Buddhist disciples would see this eight-armed Arhat, and they would just be afraid that they would have to bow down on the spot and offer the highest respect.

However, Zhang Yang glanced at him with slanted eyes and said disdainfully: "A bald donkey, not only goes against the will of Benshao, but also dares to use strong words and argue for himself, which is simply lawless!"

Speaking of this, Zhang Yang's eyes flashed murderous, stretched out his hand and pointed at the eight-armed Arhat, and said sharply:

"The Silver Armor Guard listens to the order and takes its head!"

"Yes, young master!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The eight people spoke in unison, the momentum was like a rainbow, and a sense of Jin Ge Iron Horse on the battlefield arose.

Immediately after, the eight Silver Armor guards drew their swords at the same time, and there was only one voice, which proved that they had a tacit understanding.

The next moment, their bodies were like eight sharp arrows, tearing through the sky, and rushing towards the eight-armed Arhat with the momentum of devastating and decaying.

Even though there are eight people, their movements are uniform and form a whole, like a monster with sixteen hands and sixteen legs.

The long swords were intertwined, and the refined swords were dazzling, like a net of heaven and earth, completely enveloping the position of the eight-armed Arhat.