Everyone was shaken by the galloping sound of thousands of troops coming from afar, so they all looked towards the distance.

At this moment, a cold gleam silently stabbed towards Wang Yan.

Ouyang Feiting, standing next to Wang Yan, caught sight of the cold gleam aimed at Wang Yan's back out of the corner of her eye and couldn't help but let out a scream.

The cold gleam was too close to Wang Yan, and it was already too late for her to try to save him now.

Hearing Ouyang Feiting's exclamation, Wang Yan didn't look towards his back at all; instead, he simply raised his hand and pulled Ouyang Feiting into his embrace.

Ouyang Feiting didn't understand why Wang Yan did this, and off guard, she fell into Wang Yan's arms.

At that moment, Wang Yan took a step towards Ouyang Feiting, and the two immediately embraced each other.

Just as Wang Yan took this step, the cold gleam stabbed over, grazing past Wang Yan's back.

Ouyang Feiting felt a moment of joy, but the next moment, she discovered that a similar cold gleam had actually stabbed into her back.

It turned out that Wang Yan had pulled Ouyang Feiting just now precisely to save her. While saving Ouyang Feiting, Wang Yan happened to save himself as well.

At this time, Wang Yan lifted his foot, tilted his toe forward, and kicked behind Ouyang Feiting.

At this moment, behind Ouyang Feiting, a guard wearing armor and holding a spear was charging towards her, and it was his spear that created the previous cold gleam.

As a result, Wang Yan kicked him over. With a few clattering sounds, the guard surprisingly turned into a pile of broken armor that fell to the ground.

At this time, Ouyang Feiting saw another guard coming over from behind Wang Yan; these guards were originally the mannequins standing on both sides of the road.

For some unknown reason, these mannequins all came to life and launched an attack.

While Ouyang Feiting was still in shock and doubt, she saw Wang Yan, after kicking down one guard, flick his heel and immediately kick down the guard behind him.

Similarly, after this guard fell, he also turned into a pile of broken armor with a clattering sound, and fell to the ground.

"What on earth is this? Why do they turn into a pile of armor in the end?" Ouyang Feiting asked, somewhat shaken.

Wang Yan replied casually, "I'm afraid this has a lot to do with the owner of the tomb."

As he spoke, there came a continuous shouting from afar by Yan Shilin and others. It turned out that the guards on both sides of the road had all come to life and launched an attack on Yan Shilin and the others.

Yan Shilin and Qin Xingyuan were caught off guard and fell into chaos for a moment; moreover, a Demon Cultivator was even stabbed through the back by a guard's spear.

However, once Yan Shilin and the others regained their composure, they immediately launched a counterattack, instantly killing these guards.

Similarly, after these guards died, they all turned into a pile of broken armor and fell to the ground.

But at this time, the rumbling sound from afar grew louder and louder, causing the entire ground to tremble violently.

The previously startled Yan Shilin and others immediately looked towards the source of the sound. By now, they finally identified the direction from which the sound came; it was from deep within the tomb.

A moment later, everyone saw the reason for the rumbling, and upon seeing it, their expressions changed dramatically.

Because they saw that what was flowing out from deep within the tomb were countless armored soldiers.

These soldiers were all in bright armor, holding gleaming long spears. From a distance, the densely erected spears seemed endless, resembling a vast and boundless forest.

Each step these soldiers took was perfectly in sync, which is why the ground produced a thunderous booming sound as they trod upon it.

Seeing this, Yan Shilin and Qin Xingyuan couldn't help but turn pale.

They knew well the strength of these soldiers, having just fought with them.

Killing one or two was very easy, and killing thousands was manageable, but killing tens of thousands of soldiers was simply too difficult.

Yan Shilin and others gradually had thoughts of retreat, but with nowhere to go behind them, retreating was not an option. For a moment, everyone stood there, unsure and hesitant.

Wang Yan, standing not far behind them, looked at the approaching soldiers with interest and said, "Interesting, it's actually the Great Tang Iron Cavalry."

"The Great Tang Iron Cavalry?" Ouyang Feiting asked in confusion.

"Yes, Feiting, take a look. The armor and attire of these soldiers are all from the Great Tang period. It seems the tomb owner is likely a person of the Great Tang, but who could they be, and why are there a hundred thousand cavalry in their tomb?"

As Wang Yan pondered this, the hundred thousand soldiers were already charging towards Yan Shilin and the others.

Yan Shilin and his group, though fearful, had no choice but to grit their teeth and fight back.

They swung their fists, confronting these soldiers.

Although each swing took down hundreds of soldiers, there were simply too many on the opposing side; in an instant, they engulfed Yan Shilin and the others like an ocean.

The soldiers' spears fell continuously, cold and gleaming; soon, the cries of a Demon Cultivator in agony were heard.

The earlier injured Demon Cultivator, who was already severely wounded, had no choice but to fight on; yet, his movements were somewhat sluggish.

After executing a move and killing dozens of soldiers, he didn't guard against three spears stabbing once again from behind, piercing him and lifting him into the air.

The Demon Cultivator let out a scream, turned back, and with a wave of his palm, immediately killed the three soldiers behind him. As the three soldiers died, they instantly turned into three sets of armor, falling to the ground. Then the Demon Cultivator was about to fall from mid-air.

But at this moment, dozens of mounted soldiers charged over, thrusting their spears at the Demon Cultivator.

The Demon Cultivator launched repeated moves, yet could only manage to kill a dozen or so soldiers. The remaining soldiers thrust their spears forward, instantly piercing seven or eight holes in the Demon Cultivator's body.

The Demon Cultivator screamed in agony, rolled his eyes, and immediately died.

The dozen soldiers withdrew their spears, instantly chopping the Demon Cultivator into pieces, turning him into chunks of flesh that fell to the ground.

Witnessing this, the remaining Demon Cultivators were both astonished and afraid, their movements slowed, and accordingly, three more Demon Cultivators were killed.

Seeing this, Yan Shilin shouted, "Everyone, we must give our all now, or we will all die."

Hearing Yan Shilin's words, everyone nodded in agreement, and immediately, they unleashed their Demon Patterns. Instantly, the sky was filled with swirling, colorful Demon Pattern power, the space saturated with its energy.

With the power of Demon Patterns, Yan Shilin and the others finally stabilized the situation, launching a slaughter. Half an hour later, all hundred thousand soldiers were killed by Yan Shilin and the others, turning into piles of broken armor on the ground.

However, Yan Shilin and others were also covered in wounds and breathing heavily.

At this time, the only ones unscathed and even a bit relaxed were Wang Yan and Ouyang Feiting.

Ouyang Feiting also breathed a sigh of relief and said to Wang Yan, "Finally killed them all, scared me to death."

Wang Yan shook his head and said, "I'm afraid it's only just beginning."

Ouyang Feiting looked at Wang Yan in confusion, but at this moment, she saw that the armor of the soldiers just killed began to slowly wriggle.

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