"What's going on?"
Zhou Yan was completely bewildered.
At this moment, people also rushed out of the other three caves.
They had all witnessed this scene.
"Who is it? Hand over the spiritual grass to me!"
"No matter who you are, you deserve to die for trespassing into a forbidden area!"
In an instant, everyone stared at Zhou Yan.
"It's a misunderstanding, I definitely didn't do this!"
Zhou Yan's expression was flustered, and he waved his hands repeatedly.
"Stop spouting nonsense, hand over the spiritual grass!"
Someone's eyes were bloodshot, roaring frantically.
"It's you, hand over the spiritual grass!"
Just then, an icy voice suddenly came.
Following the sound, they saw a tall and robust figure standing in front of the cave.
It was an Armored Barbarian Bull!
"This... this is an Armored Barbarian Bull, it's actually awake!"
Zhou Yan was so scared that his soul almost flew out of his body, and he quickly hid behind Commander Wang.
"Armored Barbarian Bull?"
Hearing this, Commander Wang frowned.
This Armored Barbarian Bull was at the Martial Warrior realm.
Moreover, it had tough skin and thick flesh, with extraordinary defense.
Even he couldn't deal with it.
"Commander Wang, the spiritual grass here has already been taken by others."
"Furthermore, as you just saw, that guy is not even a First-Class Honored Knight!"
"If I hadn't reacted in time, I would have probably been buried in the belly of a beast."
Zhou Yan's eyes darted, and he suddenly pointed at the black cat in the distance.
As soon as he said this, everyone followed suit and looked over.
"This little brat is truly audacious, daring to deceive us?"
"Commander Wang, such a scoundrel left in the world will surely become a scourge!"
"You don't need to make a move, I'll kill him myself!"
Shouts of anger erupted one after another.
It was obvious that these people had long suspected Zhou Yan, but they were afraid of Commander Wang and did not dare to act rashly.
Now that Zhou Yan had exposed himself and incurred public wrath, it gave them an excuse.
Swish, swish, swish!
In an instant, seven or eight attacks whistled, sharp and tricky, shooting directly at Zhou Yan.
"Damn it!"
Zhou Yan cursed.
Then, without hesitation, he unleashed the "Nine Nether Ghost Emperor Art," channeling all the remaining Yin Sha Qi in his dantian into the blade, and swung it out fiercely.
Bang, bang, bang!
In an instant, two Bronze Guards suffered, their entire arms were severed, bleeding profusely.
"Hmph, brat, how dare you injure someone from my Iron Cavalry Camp?"
A trace of anger flashed in Commander Wang's eyes, and then he raised his fist and smashed it fiercely towards Zhou Yan's chest.
"Scram!"
Zhou Yan's face showed impatience, and he slashed down with his sword.
Clang!
The sound of metal colliding echoed, Zhou Yan's arm went numb, and his body involuntarily retreated.
"Huh?"
Commander Wang was startled.
This young man's strength was not weak!
"You little bastard, you're looking for death!"
Commander Wang snorted coldly, his eyes flashing with chilling killing intent.
He stomped heavily on the ground, and like a leopard, he instantly closed in, delivering a punch that was like Mount Tai pressing down, ferocious and extraordinary.
"Be careful!"
Zhou Yan's expression changed drastically.
This Commander Wang's martial arts were unfathomable, he was definitely a Second-Rank Alchemist.
Moreover, he seemed to be a Martial Master level existence.
"Po Jun Sha!"
At this moment, Zhou Yan dared not delay, his entire body's true essence surged, condensing on his long sword, and he bravely met the attack.
Bang!
Amidst the muffled roar, Commander Wang retreated several steps, his gaze solemn.
"Brat, who exactly are you?"
Commander Wang's face was full of shock.
He knew that the punch he just delivered was extremely powerful.
For anyone else, even a Third-Rank Martial Disciple, would have been severely injured and spat blood.
Yet Zhou Yan, at only the sixth level of Divine Realm, managed to block it?
"Commander Wang, do you know me?"
Zhou Yan looked surprised.
"Hm?"
Commander Wang nodded slightly, then shook his head.
"It seems you are also a Martial Disciple, no wonder you were able to snatch the spiritual grass from under my nose!"
"Brat, hand over the spiritual grass, and I'll spare your life! Otherwise, you will be killed without mercy!"
Commander Wang shouted coldly.
"Hmph, don't even think about it!"
Zhou Yan snorted coldly and did not yield.
"You refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!"
Killing intent blazed in Commander Wang's eyes.
Rumble!
The next moment, his entire aura changed, transforming into a giant two zhang tall.
This giant had dark skin all over, with bulging muscles and bones, like coiled dragons, exuding a fierce and brutal aura.
"Little bastard, take your life!"
Commander Wang roared, took a stride forward, and kicked out with his leg, sharp and overbearing, as if whipping the void.
Crack!
The ground cracked, and a gust of wind swept over, making Zhou Yan's clothes flutter.
"What powerful attack!"
Zhou Yan's pupils contracted. Feeling the danger, he unhesitatingly drew his sword to block.
Clang!
With a crisp sound, Zhou Yan's tiger's mouth split open, and he almost lost his grip on the long sword. His figure was in disarray, staggering backward.
"Is this the Armored Barbarian Bull?"
Zhou Yan's face turned pale.
This barbarian bull's strength was terrifying. Once it went berserk, it was like a primeval beast, its ferocity soaring to the heavens.
"Little bastard, I advise you to hand over the item obediently, and perhaps you can save your life!"
Commander Wang sneered.
"I will not give up!"
A determined look flashed in Zhou Yan's eyes.
As a Martial Disciple, cultivating the "Nine Nether Ghost Emperor Art," with a strong physique and the potential to defeat Martial Soldiers, how could he give up?
"Stubborn and ignorant!"
"Then die!"
Commander Wang was furious and once again channeled his true essence.
Rumble!
A series of violent sounds echoed, dust and smoke filled the air, and rocks collapsed.
An iron tower, five zhang tall, slowly appeared before Zhou Yan.
"Kill!"
Commander Wang roared, and the iron tower smashed down, like a thousand jun falling.
Crack!
The surrounding rock walls could not withstand this force, cracking and shattering inch by inch.
"What terrifying strength!"
Zhou Yan's face changed drastically, but he did not flee. Instead, he raised his sword to block.
Clang!
The sword edge collided with the iron pillar, sparks flying.
Pfft!
The next moment, his long sword flew out of his hand, and Zhou Yan spat blood, his body flying out like a cannonball.
Clang!
Finally, he crashed into the cave wall.
Gasp!
A mouthful of blood spurted out.
Zhou Yan's face was deathly pale, and he was seriously injured.
"Hiss...!"
Seeing this, the other Martial Disciples were all horrified and gasped.
This was a sixth-level Divine Realm cultivator!
He couldn't even withstand one blow from Commander Wang?
"Commander Wang, this person is too strong. We can't stop him. Please quickly report to the Prefecture Lord, and let the Prefecture Lord decide!"
A Martial Disciple said tremblingly.
"What? The Prefecture Lord is in seclusion, we must not disturb him!"
Commander Wang's expression changed slightly upon hearing this.
However, given his special status and significant authority, even the Prefecture Lord had to show him some respect.
Therefore, after a moment of thought, he gave an order:
"Immediately issue an order, all guards, listen up, capture him alive!"
"Yes, sir!"
The numerous guards clasped their fists in unison.
"Haha, brat, you can't escape this time!"
At this moment, the Armored Barbarian Bull beside him said with a sinister smile.
"Heh heh, my luck is good, I just happened to encounter a group of barbarian bulls!"
Suddenly, Zhou Yan stood up, a faint curve on the corner of his lips, looking indifferently at the group of barbarian bulls before him.
"What do you want to do?"
Seeing this, Commander Wang's brow furrowed, and he felt a vague sense of unease.