From bone collectors to the supreme ruler of humanity

Chapter 123 Entanglement

Before the words were even finished, the three of them moved at the same time.

The burly man stomped his foot hard, sending rocks flying, and he crashed into Lin Yan like a cannonball.

The ring-pommel sword slashed down diagonally with a whooshing sound, the true energy on the blade condensing into a white light, directly striking towards Lin Yan's neck.

At the same time, the hooded black-clad cultivator blurred, leaving only a fleeting afterimage, as two short daggers stabbed towards Lin Yan's waist from the side.

The middle-aged man in the military robe also took a step back, raised his left sleeve, and pointed the cuff at Lin Yan, revealing three sleeve arrows with a cold glint in their tips.

With a flick of his sleeve, three hidden swords flew out simultaneously, rushing towards Lin Yan.

The three people's movements became clear under the perception of [Qi Observation]. Lin Yan shifted his feet and activated [Wandering Body Step] at full power, dodging three steps to the side.

The ring-pommel sword struck the large rock he had just been sitting on, splitting it in two and sending fragments flying everywhere.

Two short daggers pierced the air, and the figure of the black-clad cultivator appeared from the void, landing where Lin Yan had just stood, his knees slightly bent, ready to charge at Lin Yan again and launch a second attack.

Three hidden arrows were embedded in the tree trunk behind him, and the bark around the arrows instantly corroded and turned black.

The three's first combined attack all missed.

But they reacted extremely quickly, and after missing their first attack, they immediately adjusted their positions and pressed towards Lin Yan again.

Just then...

"Drink up! Brother Lin, let me help you!"

A loud shout rang out from above the rock face.

Wu Meng burst out from the crack, his heavy axe striking the back of the middle-aged man in the military robe with tremendous force.

This guy may seem like a chatterbox, but when it comes to fighting, he's incredibly ruthless, aiming straight for the opponent's vitals with his axe.

The middle-aged man in the military robe felt a strong wind coming from behind him, alarm bells rang in his mind, and he had no choice but to stop aiming at Lin Yan. He turned around hastily and raised his left sleeve to fire three hidden arrows, but they were all smashed away by the heavy axe.

Wu Meng lunged forward, sweeping his heavy axe, forcing the middle-aged man to retreat repeatedly. He didn't have time to reload the arrows in his sleeve, so he could only draw his short sword from his waist to parry the attack.

The man in black was engaged in a fierce battle with Lin Yan when he caught a glimpse of Wu Guanpao being outmaneuvered and forced to retreat by Wu Meng. He quickly made a feint, crossing two short daggers in front of Lin Yan's chest, forcing Lin Yan to parry with his own sword. Using the momentum, the man in black flipped over and moved like a ghost behind Wu Meng.

"Brother Wu, be careful!" Lin Yan shouted, drawing his sword and giving chase.

The man in black moved with incredible speed, thrusting two short daggers fiercely toward Wu Meng's back.

Wu Meng was engrossed in the fight when he heard Lin Yan shout. He suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck, and his hair stood on end. He no longer cared about chasing the middle-aged man and swung his heavy axe backward.

Clang!

The dagger struck the axe, sending sparks flying.

Wu Meng used the momentum to roll forward, barely dodging the short dagger, his back already covered in a cold sweat.

The middle-aged man, having caught his breath, thrust his short sword forward, turning defense into offense and forming a pincer movement with the man in black.

Wu Meng fought two against one, wielding his heavy axe with impenetrable skill, but he could only barely hold off the two men and was forced to retreat repeatedly.

Lin Yan temporarily escaped the entanglement of the burly man, drew his sword and rushed over, cleaving the black-clad man's head with a decapitation strike from the side with his Zhenyue Blade.

The man in black had no choice but to withdraw his attack and defend. He crossed his short daggers to block the blade, then slid to the side and engaged Lin Yan in combat again.

The burly man charged forward again, wielding a ring-pommel sword, and slashed at Wu Meng.

"Damn you, Yang Tie! How long are you going to keep watching? Hurry up and come rescue me!"

Wu Meng, who was fighting with the officer in the official robe, felt another gust of wind coming and immediately cursed loudly.

Yang Tie leaped down from the treetop, his long staff slamming into the burly man's back as he plummeted.

Upon hearing the commotion, the man immediately sheathed his knife and turned to parry.

Using the force of the recoil, Yang Tie flipped over in mid-air, his long staff transforming into a flurry of shadows that enveloped the burly man.

The burly man grinned maliciously and swung his knife to defend himself. The two men became entangled in a fierce battle.

Wu Meng's swordsmanship was fierce, and the middle-aged man in the military official's robe was unable to use his hidden weapon skills. He was gradually overwhelmed and Wu Meng gradually gained the upper hand.

But Lin Yan's side didn't have an easy time.

This black-clad monk is incredibly fast.

His movements were extremely unpredictable, his figure so fast that only afterimages remained. Two short daggers flew in his hands, each thrust coming at a tricky angle, specifically targeting places that Lin Yan couldn't defend against. Armpits, back of knees, lower back, and throat became the main targets of the man in black.

Lin Yan continuously parried with his sword, the Zhenyue Blade flowing with internal energy, each strike accompanied by a whistling sound as it cut through the air.

The clanging sound of the short dagger striking the blade was as dense as rain.

Given Lin Yan's powerful internal energy and physical strength, he was absolutely confident that he could wear down this man in black in a head-on fight.

But the man in black never clashed with him head-on; each time they collided, he would use the force to bounce off and then stab again from a different direction.

Lin Yan tried to retaliate several times, but as soon as he thrust out the Zhenyue Blade, his opponent slid to the side and slashed at his wrist with a short dagger close to the blade.

"Such fast footwork," Lin Yan thought to himself in surprise.

Although his "Wandering Step" was a second-grade movement technique, it was no match for this man in black.

After exchanging blows for more than ten rounds, he had three more cuts on his body.

Although the wounds were not very deep thanks to the powerful enhancements to the body provided by the "Dragon Elephant Body Forging Technique" and the "Yan King's Heart Sutra," merely scratching the skin and flesh, constantly being on the defensive was not a sustainable solution.

He glanced at Wu Meng and Yang Tie out of the corner of his eye.

Wu Meng wielded his heavy axe with wide, sweeping strokes, each strike carrying the sound of wind and immense power. However, the middle-aged man in the military robe had already figured out Wu Meng's attack methods. Relying on his agile movements, he dodged left and right, unleashing a variety of hidden weapons and occasionally retaliating with his short sword.

The two fought back and forth, and although Wu Meng had the upper hand, he couldn't defeat his opponent in the short term.

Yang Tie's side is having a bit of a hard time.

The burly man wielded his ring-pommel sword with a whooshing sound, clearly using a sword technique honed on the battlefield—simple yet deadly.

Although Yang Tie's long staff was exquisite, he was physically weak and his strength was far inferior to his opponent's. Several times when they clashed head-on, he was forced to retreat.

If it weren't for his superb staff skills and impeccable defense, he would probably have been defeated long ago.

If this trend continues, Yang Tie will definitely be the first to give out.

Lin Yan gritted his teeth, determined to win this battle quickly.

The black-clad cultivator seemed to have seen through his thoughts, a mocking smile playing on his lips. With a flicker, he vanished from the spot once more.

Lin Yan did not make any further moves this time.

He closed his eyes.

[Observation of Qi] Fully activate.

One hundred steps.

One hundred and fifty steps.

The range of perception expanded to two hundred steps, an unprecedented number.