Faced with the rain of arrows filling the sky, Yang Ling charged straight toward the crossbowmen and the Fifth-Rank Minor Grandmaster leading them instead of retreating.
The arrows struck him with a clatter, all easily blocked by the Sky Wolf Battle Armor without so much as damaging its surface coating.
In the blink of an eye, Yang Ling had closed the distance by over a hundred feet.
The dozens of Jingxiao Bandits Crossbowmen forced themselves to remain composed, but a flicker of fear flashed through their eyes.
Their opponent was clad entirely in black and stood over seven feet tall. That wolf's head looked particularly ferocious in the darkness!
"Five of the fifth-rank fighters who came up the mountain this time are wearing Sky Wolf Battle Armor. The other four are generals under the Ministry of War, and they've already been surrounded on the other side."
"This brat is the Headmaster's Personal Disciple from Tun Tian Dao Palace. Let's join forces and beat him to death!"
There wasn't a trace of fear on that fifth-rank fighter's face. On the contrary, he was exceptionally calm.
As soon as he finished speaking, four more Fifth-Rank Minor Grandmasters emerged from the nearby shadows.
One was upper fifth rank, one middle fifth rank, and two lower fifth rank.
Including the middle fifth-rank leader from earlier, this was absolutely a terrifying force capable of easily destroying a city!
The five Minor Grandmasters attacked Yang Ling together.
Their coordination was seamless, their advances and retreats measured.
"He won't be fast wearing Sky Wolf Battle Armor, and his stamina won't hold out either. His qi and blood will soon run dry!"
"We're sure to win if we trade injury for injury!"
"Don't hold anything back. Give it everything you've got!"
Yang Ling suddenly found himself surrounded and