Lin Yan's one-man attack on Huanglong was indeed an extremely risky act, but there was nothing he could do about it.
The greater the commotion on his side, the less pressure Ming Ya and Li Zongsheng will face. As long as they attract most of the attention of the barbarian army, it is not impossible to rush out of the city.
That handsome young man was none other than Murong Ke, the eldest son of the Murong family. He was also Mingya's fiancé.
Although this matter was handled by the royal family and the Murong family, Mingya herself did not agree with it. However, now that the two of them were standing face to face like this, Lin Yan still felt a strange feeling, but the other party did not recognize his identity.
Regardless of these, Lin Yan had also heard of this man, who was a good soldier in the army of the Southern Dynasties. He is not a second-generation son relying on his father's shadow, but he actually has talents and abilities. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is both civil and military, and he can be called the leader among the younger generation of generals.
This man had many years of experience in leading troops in combat. This time he led the army to march eastward, which fully demonstrated his commanding skills. The Southern Dynasty army advanced with great success until they captured Jiangling City.
No matter where he is placed, this kind of person is like a dragon or a phoenix among people. With him as an opponent, the pressure is really not small.
Murong Ke looked at Lin Yan. Although he looked calm on the surface, his heart was trembling. He was shocked that Lin Yan dared to break into this place alone.
If his brain is not broken, then he has the strength and confidence to accomplish this thing. Judging from the destruction of the racecourse yesterday, it is obvious that the strength of Lin Yan in front of him is unfathomable.
Murong Ke narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at Lin Yan and said, "Who are you? There is absolutely no master of your level in that team, and Tang Jun has never heard of you."
Lin Yan smiled and said, "He's just an ordinary Tang person."
Murong Ke said: "It seems that I don't want to say anything anymore. You were also responsible for what happened in the west of the city before. I wonder what grudges you have between you and me in the Southern Dynasty?"
Lin Yan said: "The national hatred is at the forefront, and I also want to test the power of the southern barbarians who ride on their horses in the mountains and rivers of our Tang country!"
Murong Ke mocked: "On your own?"
Lin Yan said: "It's just me!"
Murong Ke waved his hand, and the experts surrounding him rushed towards Lin Yan. The latter actually stood still, and when those people rushed forward, Lin Yan stepped forward, and the surging momentum surged out, knocking those people away.
Murong Ke couldn't help but his eyes narrowed when he saw this. The news coming back from the west of the city said that this man was a swordsman, but just now he didn't even draw the sword, he just knocked back his own masters with one step. The strength is evident!
I had only heard it from people before, but now I saw it with my own eyes, and it was quite a shock.
However, Murong Ke was not scared out of his wits by Lin Yan. After experiencing the initial shock, he slowly calmed down.
He looked at Lin Yan and said, "Your Excellency, you are very skilled!"
Lin Yan said: "The general should have prepared more than just these people, right? Why not release them all so that I, a man from the mountains, can see them all!"
Ordinary sergeants are meaningless to Lin Yan. What he wants is to hold back the real masters of the Southern Barbarians as much as possible. In this way, Mingya and Li Zongsheng's journey out of the city will be much smoother.
Murong Ke heard this and said, "Then it will be as you wish!"
After the words fell, there were four people on the left and right, each with a strong aura exuding from their bodies. They were all masters of the acquired realm.
This Murong Ke's handiwork is not small. After all, the army is not a river and lake. The size of personal force is not the most important factor here. The army is still about teamwork.
And he was able to summon so many masters in such a short period of time, which is enough to show his background.
The eight people were all wearing standard scimitars, surrounding Lin Yan in the middle, their eyes were cold, as if a pack of wolves were eyeing their prey.
Lin Yan stood with his sword drawn, neither happy nor sad. Suddenly, he raised the broken black knife in his hand and struck boldly.
The other eight people also did not expect that Lin Yan would dare to take the lead in the face of the siege, but they were not too surprised. On the one hand, they had been in battle for a long time, so they would not be too surprised by this situation. On the other hand, they had the advantage in numbers and were not afraid of Lin Yan.
In their opinion, eight people attacking together was just making a fuss. To deal with Lin Yan, one or two people were enough to take him down.
But it turns out that ideals are plump, but reality is sometimes too skinny.
Just as soon as they came into contact, the eight people understood what "high pressure" meant. The terrifying power and fierce momentum coming from Lin Yan's blade was no joke. They believed that if they were not careful, they would be torn apart by the blade in an instant.
However, the eight of them were not just fledglings. They quickly reacted and quickly formed a battle formation.
They were originally from the military, and they cooperated very well. The swings of their scimitars complemented each other, and Lin Yan was instantly covered in the light of the sword.
"Thunderbolt - seven flashes!"
A soft shout came out, and then Lin Yan's figure disappeared like a ghost, and then a series of afterimages appeared, covering almost everywhere in the space, and then he received all the attacks from the eight people. Down.
Not only that, Lin Yan's attack was fast and fierce. Even with the tacit cooperation of the eight people in the battle formation, Lin Yan was forced to panic for a while.
However, after all, they were experienced veterans and would not be defeated by Lin Yan so easily.
"Change of formations! Octagonal cage-explosion kill!"
The figures of the eight people kept moving and changing, and then faintly formed a cage. The person in the cage was naturally Lin Yan.
After forming a blockade, the eight standard scimitars slashed at Lin Yan mercilessly with unrivaled power, each sword carrying an extremely fierce momentum.
Lin Yan took a deep breath, and then slowly raised the black broken knife in his hand. At the moment when the blade was about to come, he seized the right moment and swung it out.
"Slay the dragon!"
The sound of shouting came out, accompanied by the golden dragon shadow and the loud roar of the dragon.
Immediately afterwards, the golden dragon shadow was seen maintaining its indomitable momentum, quickly turning around Lin Yan and blocking all the incoming blades. Then, it raised its head again and rushed towards a certain place among the eight people.
The siege method of this "octagonal cage" battle array is indeed very impressive, but it is impossible to trap Lin Yan.
Moreover, a battle formation composed of humans must have its weaknesses. Today, Lin Yan has not only soared in level, but also has a much higher vision. He can see through flaws that others cannot detect at a glance.
That "dragon-slaying" sword not only blocked the opponent's attack, but also hit the weak point of the eight-man battle formation, breaking the siege of the "octagonal cage" in one fell swoop.
The eight acquired masters kept retreating. After blocking Lin Yan's blow, the hand holding the knife could not help but tremble slightly. They looked at each other and couldn't help but feel horrified.
"innate?"
As the saying goes, "As soon as the expert takes action, he will know whether there is something or not." The eight of them have been immersed in the acquired realm for many years, and they knew from just a brief exchange that Lin Yan was a real innate realm, not just a show-off.
Moreover, judging from the strength just fed back, Lin Yan's strength was stronger than the average Xiantian realm, which made the eight people feel a lot of pressure.
Not everyone can do such a thing as skipping a level challenge, although they usually brag about how powerful the battle formation is when they join forces with others.
However, you know your own business. The word "invincible" is very subtle. It only says that it is possible, but it does not say the time or the result.
After all, if you can block a breath of time, you have blocked it, and you have not broken your promise. Even if they lose, it can only be said that they are invincible. After all, it is one thing to be invincible, and it is another thing to be able to defeat them.
Murong Ke, who was watching this scene, frowned slightly. The eight of them had no choice but to bite the bullet and attack Lin Yan again.
The black knife in Lin Yan's hand flashed coldly, and he took action again. If the other party provokes you again and again, then it is impossible for him to hold back!
"Be prepared for casualties!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Yan slashed out with his sword, and then, an invisible ripple spread out quickly.
Before they even arrived, the eight Hou Tian realm warriors felt deep fear because they smelled the breath of death from the ripples.
"Formation, Iron Wall!"
Four people lined up, and then the remaining four people stood on the shoulders of the former, and then formed a defensive battle formation.
The ripples spread to the front in an instant. At the moment of contact with the eight-man defensive formation, the formation only resisted for a moment before completely collapsing.
The golden ripples were like red-hot iron falling into the ice and snow, and quickly melted away without any hindrance at all.
And melting together were not only their weapons, bodies, and dignity, but also their lives.
After the four people below came into contact with the golden ripples, they didn't even resist, but were cut in two!
Their bodies were separated in the middle, and their upper and lower bodies seemed to have their own thoughts, going to different places. Their swords, which were originally sharpened like clay, were now as fragile as tofu, as fragile as children's toys.
"A thread of gold!"
Lin Yan's soft drink reached the ears of the eight people at this time, but to the four people below, everything was meaningless.
They still don't understand that even if Lin Yan is in the innate realm, it is impossible for him to reach such a high realm at such a young age.
If the opponent has just entered the Xiantian realm, why can't they defeat it? Why? Is the gap really that big?
Unfortunately, they have no chance to figure out the answer to this question. They can only wait for someone to burn paper and tell them in the future!
The four people above were not stronger. They survived entirely because of good luck. Lin Yan's sword was only aimed in this direction, but the four people also suffered a big impact.
The contact lasted only a moment, but the eight Xiantian realm masters still cooperated tacitly. Four of the battle-hardened sergeants were already dead and four injured!
It can be seen that Murong Ke has completely restrained and melted at this time. His handsome face is extremely green at this moment, and his fists are clenched so hard that his joints can't help but turn white.
Lin Yan looked around and said calmly: "Who else?!"
