The chariot of fire galloped like the wind.

The Red Flame Dragonpony let out a slight roar of uneasiness, and as its hooves flitted, the long mane on its neck was like a flame swaying in the wind, revealing a striking beauty.

The true qi in Yang Xingzhou's body was surging, constantly washing away the meridians that had been damaged by his fight with Pang Ban, and slowly repairing the dark injuries in his body.

At this time, the true qi in his body was almost unusable when the meridians were damaged, and it was difficult to recover it in a few months, and what could really be honored was the power of the physical body.

He had just bent his bow and shot arrows and swung his spear, using the force of a physical explosion, without any method related to the operation of true qi.

He has cultivated the Dragon Elephant Bo Ruogong to the highest level, and has also cultivated the Vajra Incorruptible Body of Shaolin Temple to the state of Great Perfection, with a strong physique and a solid internal organs, but only the purest physical strength is enough to be proud of the world, and few people can compare.

In the whole world, I am afraid that only super masters such as Pang Ban, Lang Chuchuangyun, and Li Ruohai, who have polished their bodies to the limit, can compare with Yang Xingzhou in the flesh, and even if the rest of the people are cultivated to a high level, it is difficult to reach Yang Xingzhou's physical state.

You must know that the martial arts are endless, but the human body has its limits, and the pursuit of infinite martial arts with a limited body is an impossibility in itself, because when a person polishes his body to the peak realm, he will try his best to break through from somewhere else.

Yang Xingzhou has been in the world of martial arts for so many years, and he also has his own summary and thinking about the path of cultivation ahead, according to the traditional Chinese theory of yin and yang and the study of Huang Lao, and also consulted the Buddhist scriptures and Taoist collections, combined with his own practice of various exercises, he has faintly known the path he wants to take.

That is, turning the limited into the infinite, polishing and cultivating one's body to the extreme, in order to sense the essence of heaven and earth, and change the martial arts pursued to the heavenly way, so as to break through the limits of the physical body and make an unprecedented leap.

In fact, his idea has been the same as the ultimate pursuit of many top masters in this world, and everyone has sought confirmation from the "Heavenly Dao" in the dark in order to break through.

The difference is that when the masters of this world have cultivated to the extreme realm, they can already faintly feel a door in the underworld and have their own direction, but Yang Xingzhou only deduced it by relying on his years of martial arts accumulation and religious wisdom, combined with the various insights of modern people, which is quite similar.

In the rest of the small world of martial arts, because of the abundant time, he practiced a lot of hard skills, just like Shaolin's strong vajra fingers, iron cloth shirts, and other body forging methods have also been practiced by him to the extreme, and with a shake of his shoulders, he has tens of thousands of catties of strength.

At this time, although he was seriously injured by Pang Ban, his true qi was unsustainable, but he had no fear in the face of the enemy in front of him, and he had a long-lost pride.

"Pang Ban, I'm not an opponent, don't you dare to brush Lao Tzu's beard?"

Yang Xingzhou's soles of his feet tread lightly on the wheels, and the speed of the Red Flame Fire Dragon Pony that was running wildly began to slow down.

Ahead was a bend against the mountain, and the carriage slowly approached the bend, and the unicorn blue-scaled beast rushed out first, letting out a dull beast roar that shook the mountains.

There was no ambush around the bend.

The carriage carried Yang Xingzhou and slowly walked out along the curve.

Suddenly the eyes are bright.

The road ahead is smooth.

On the road of fifty or sixty zhang, one in front and two behind, there are three people in the shape of a zigzag.

In the shade of a tree not far behind these three people, four men and women sitting on rattan chairs with strange appearances, surrounded by dozens of masters, were looking curiously at Yang Xingzhou standing on the wheel.

Yang Xingzhou's eyes flickered, and he saw the characters in his field of vision clearly.

The four people sitting on the rattan chair, the most eye-catching is the young man in the center, this man is extremely handsome, his skin is smoother than that of a girl, but his body is quite tall, just sitting there, it is comparable to the height of ordinary people, with wide shoulders and broad arms, and a domineering spirit in the delicate air, creating a strange feeling that gives both humanities and martial arts. In his hand was a cyan halberd, emitting a strange light, and at a glance it was not ordinary.

On the left side of the young man sat a handsome middle-aged man with white hair, on the right was a charming young woman in red, and on the outside of the white-haired middle-aged man sat a middle-aged man with a rough face.

"Dute is a master!"

After seeing the four people sitting in the shade of the tree clearly, his heart suddenly sudden, and the intuition from the martial artist told him that any of the four people should not be underestimated, although they could not compare to peerless masters of Li Ruohai's level, but they were all extraordinary.

After looking into the distance, he instantly retracted and looked at the three people who had intercepted him and were closest to him.

The tall and thin old man standing at the tip of the character in front of him, holding a heavy halberd, wearing a yellow robe, hooked nose and deep eyes, and his style was extraordinary, the moment Yang Xingzhou retracted his gaze, the old man suddenly let out a cold snort and shouted: "Your Excellency, where is sacred, you dare to disrupt the duel of the magician!" ”

Yang Xingzhou's expression was solemn, his face remained unchanged, the bow and arrows were slowly pulled out again, still two feather arrows were placed on the bowstring together, and his voice sounded faintly: "Who is blocking my path?" ”

As he spoke, the soles of his feet were slightly forced, and the Red Flame Fire Dragon Pony suddenly let out a roar, pulling the carriage forward abruptly, from slow driving to rapid galloping again.

The old man's face in front of him changed, and the heavy halberd in his hand was raised to his chest, and he shouted: "I am Wei Lidie of the Ten Thousand Evil Sandcastle!" Boy, you're ......."

Sou! Sou!

Before he could finish speaking, the two feather arrows in Yang Xingzhou's hand had already shot out, and the two feather arrows broke through the void of dozens of zhang almost without a trace, shooting at a wicked man holding a convenient shovel on Wei Lidi's left and an ugly old woman with white hair like silver on his right, holding a heavy iron rod with a fierce look in her eyes.

The wicked man and the wicked woman shouted at the same time, and the shovel and the iron rod were raised to meet the strange feathered arrows.

Bang!

At the same time as the two feather arrows were shot, the flame chariot rushed through a distance of dozens of zhang under the pull of the red flame fire dragon horse, approaching Wei Lidi and the three of them, and in the gallop of the carriage, Yang Xingzhou shot out a few feather arrows, and seven or eight feather arrows covered the three people in front of them like a rain of flowers.

Even the black and white servants are difficult to please under Yang Xingzhou's archery, although this Wei Lidi is the castle master of the Ten Thousand Evil Sand Castle, and has killed countless people in the desert, he is also frightened in the face of the arrows shot by Yang Xingzhou at this time.

If he was in a state of perfection, he might be able to dodge Yang Xingzhou's feather arrows, but in order to kill Li Ruohai before, they had already fought a solid battle with Li Ruohai, whether it was him or the evil monks and evil women around him, they were already suffering from a lot of injuries, and at this time, in the face of the feather arrows shot by Yang Xingzhou, the three of them felt difficult to resist.

Puff puff!

The weapons in the hands of the three danced wildly, hitting the feather arrows shot at their bodies one by one, and when the feather arrows burst into a puff of powder, all three of them felt hot in their hearts, trembling all over, and couldn't help but retreat, and their eyes all showed unbelievable horror.

As they retreated, the chariot of fire had rushed in front of them.

The bow and arrow disappeared, and the spear appeared in Yang Xingzhou's hand again at some point, and in the neighing sound of the Red Flame Fire Dragon Pony, the spear in Yang Xingzhou's hand turned into a remnant of the Dao, overwhelmingly under the hood of Wei Lidi and the three of them.

Bang bang bang!

The sound of dense energy exchanges sounded countless times in an instant, and Wei Lidi and the three of them continued to roar in the shadow of the guns in the sky, and a puddle of blood exploded in the air.

"Happy!"

The shadow of the guns in the sky suddenly dispersed, and the flame chariot rumbled past the three of them, and disappeared in an instant, Wei Lidi and the three of them stood on the road as if struck by lightning, motionless.

A moment later, a dense sound like fried beans sounded from within them, and the three of them snorted one after another, and collapsed to the ground, blood spurting out from the muzzles of their bodies.

The three leading murderers of the "Ten Thousand Evil Sand Castles", known as one of the three evil caves in the rivers and lakes, were killed.

Yang Xingzhou's chariot had already galloped to the shade of the trees in front of him.

The four people sitting under the shade of the tree got up at the same time, and when the flame chariot approached them, the middle-aged men and women on both sides of Wenxiu Youth flew into the air, attacking Yang Xingzhou one after the other.

The weapon in the white-haired man's hand is a white jade flute more than four inches long, which emits a flute sound of different heights and uncertainties when it is waved, disturbing people's minds.

Yang Xingzhou laughed: "Good qigong!" ”

The spear in his hand suddenly stepped forward.

The tip of the spear touched the jade flute, and the two of them shook at the same time, and the white-haired middle-aged man took advantage of the momentum to float to the side in the air, with a shocked face: "Who is Your Excellency?" ”

When he spoke, his body gave way to space, and the woman in red behind him twisted her waist, and the bright red ribbon wrapped around her waist stretched out like a spirit snake, rolling towards Yang Xingzhou, who was laughing.

After the ribbon left her body, the woman's tight red clothes immediately opened, revealing the victory of the peaks and mountains, as well as the slender legs of the bare sliding person, and those who were a little less determined would definitely be tempted by the fleshy beauty in front of them, and they would fall into a state of no return in an instant.

But this kind of temptation is too ordinary for Yang Xingzhou, when the woman's wide clothes are untied, Yang Xingzhou's eyes suddenly become as deep as a bottomless pool, and he took a deep look at the woman in red who shot at him in mid-air.

The woman in red's body shook, and her true qi couldn't help but be interrupted, her body that was rushing forward sank suddenly, and the red ribbon that was rolling towards Yang Xingzhou suddenly became weak, blown by the Gangfeng wind, fluttering to the side.

"A certain Yang Xingzhou!"

When the body of the woman in red sank, Yang Xingzhou laughed endlessly, and under the shaking of the spear, he rolled up the red silk and stabbed it at the woman's half-exposed chest like mutton fat and jade, which was majestic and powerful, without the slightest pity for the jade.

"Explanation!"

As soon as the white-haired middle-aged man's body landed, he saw the woman in red in danger, and his face changed greatly, but it was too late to save him.

At this moment, the rugged man who was sitting on the rattan chair roared wildly, and a violent wind appeared on Yang Xingzhou's side, and the mace in his hand smashed into the Red Flame Fire Dragon Pony that was running.

Shoot the man before the horse!

When this rugged man made a move, he chose not to rescue the woman in red who fell in a dangerous situation, but to kill the horse that was pulling the cart and galloping, cutting off Yang Xingzhou's escape route.

"Good!"

Yang Xingzhou's spear stabbed at the chest of the woman in red suddenly turned, and it was right in the middle of the mace's head, making a dull sound, and the rugged man's body shook and retreated.

Yang Xingzhou's spear was buzzed with a strong shock, and his body shook as well, and he suddenly leaped down from the wheel and landed on the unicorn green-scaled beast that had been following the side of the carriage.

The one-horned Qinglin beast let out a wild roar, and under Yang Xingzhou's control, it turned into a blue light and went straight to the Wenxiu young man holding a halberd in front of him.

The unicorn blue-scaled beast ran, much faster than the Red Flame Fire Dragon Pony, and rushed forward with force at this time, it was really like wind and lightning, and it was only in an instant that it crossed a distance of more than ten zhang, and when the short halberd in the hand of Wenxiu Youth raised to meet the enemy, the spear in Yang Xingzhou's hand had already stabbed into his heart.

Even though there were dozens of subordinate guards with strong martial arts around him, when the spear in Yang Xingzhou's hand stabbed at him, this Wenxiu young man still suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of loneliness in his heart.

Everything around him vanished from his perception like a tidal wave, and there was nothing in heaven and earth except the spear that stabbed at him.

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Chapter 486: Lian Zhan