Hearing Zhao Xingzhou say this, Xiao Wu said hesitantly: "Sir, that Heavenly Snake King is powerful and can escape under the pursuit of the powerful Vajra God Ape. Obviously, he has a certain understanding of the martial arts of the Holy Son of Yanmo. If..."

"Hmm?" Zhao Xingzhou hummed softly, his muscles trembled violently, and his body was moving violently, causing his body temperature to rise rapidly in an instant, and layers of frost turned into white air, showing that he had strong physical strength.

Then he pulled out the spear called the silver god of death in front of him. The body of the gun shook, and the tip of the spear had turned into starlight. Zhao Xingzhou's whole body was completely shrouded. Behind him, a silver god of war stood faintly. The silver god of war was also holding a spear, fierce, with a will to dominate the battlefield.

Looking closely, the silver God of War turned out to be Zhao Xingzhou.

This unfinished martial arts body represents the strongest power in Zhao Xingzhou's martial arts concept, indicating that he believes that the ideal martial arts are the most powerful.

He traverses the battlefield, covers the world with his own strength, changes the general trend of the world and writes history. My destiny is not the sky. This is the strongest warrior in Zhao Xingzhou's ideal, that is, himself.

It is extremely arrogant and extremely confident to actually transform martial arts into oneself.

With Zhao Xingzhou's simple armor-shaking and spear-shaking, and vaguely showing his martial arts body, he also said indifferently: "Xiao Wu, do you have no confidence in me?"

"No, I don't dare." Xiao Wu's eyes stared at the faint silver war god behind Zhao Xingzhou, and said excitedly: "General, have you practiced martial arts body?"

"Not yet, but it's just one step away." Zhao Xingzhou said slowly: "I found their way to refine the strongest totem warriors from the treasure house of the Hante tribe, and learned some tips for condensing the martial arts body from it. Unfortunately, although these natives have taken a different approach, they are not the great way after all, and there is a slight obstacle to condensing the Dharma body.

However, after fighting with the Holy Son of Yanmo during this period, I suddenly understood it. Now I am only one step away from breaking through the martial arts body and then marching towards the top of the Dharma image.

In this battle, I will kill the Holy Son of Yanmo with my own hands and use him as a stepping stone for me to reach the peak of my Dharma image."

Xiao Wu from the other side heard it and said, "But this demon is cunning, and hell's treasure, the Great Sword and Ghost King's Cloak. I think Zuo Zhicheng's martial arts skills are pretty good. Why don't you let him take action first and consume the sharpness of this demon for the general."

"Xiao Wu, you don't understand." Zhao Xingzhou shook his head: "Only when you truly step into the Dharma image, you will understand that people of the level of the Heavenly Snake King cannot pose a real threat to the Saint Son of Yama. The Heavenly Snake King himself fought with the powerful Vajra God Ape of Yama Saint Son. How could he not know such things? He came here just to get more points when allocating the treasures.

What's more, as the commander of the Yunyu Army's Heavenly Guard, why do I need a rookie from the world to help with the boxing? I don't have to worry about being laughed at if I don't want to say no."

When Zhao Xingzhou spoke, a sense of pride came out of his body. His words were filled with a hint of arrogance. To put it bluntly, how could a person who is not proud or arrogant to take his image as the image of the martial arts body, believing that he is the most representative of the strongest and most ideal martial arts.

Even Qing Yueyang, Wei Yangyan, and Ye Junxi assisted this time. He was very dissatisfied. He only compromised to prevent the Holy Son of Yanmo from breaking through and escaping.

After all, he had the confidence to defeat the other party, but he could not stop the Holy Son of Yanmo from escaping wholeheartedly.

Zhao Xingzhou continued: "What's more, in order to hone martial arts, I didn't use the Nine Sons Divine Thunder given by the Lord. I have this trump card. I don't need to worry too much.

But before the critical moment, I don’t bother to use this method to win.”

Hearing Zhao Xingzhou's words, Xiao Wu nodded and said, "Sir, I understand what you mean, but do you just let him leave directly?"

"Hmph, what else would happen? If these guys in Nanwan were not to prevent the Shanlin Army and Qianlin Army from being connected with them, how could I bring them with me? Even if I defeated the Holy Son of Yama, I would not plan to distribute the Hell Gate legacy to them.

Remember, Xiao Wu, our true confidence has always been our own strength and Lord Yiyong Hou.”

...

Zuo Zhicheng on the other side stayed in the camp for about half an hour, but Zhao Xingzhou had not arrived for a long time. No one even came to see him.

It seems that the other party does not attach importance to him.

However, his principle of doing things has always been to Lion Botu, and he also uses all his strength. This time, he has confidence in dealing with the Holy Son of Yanmo. However, he naturally wants to gather the strongest power before taking action.

Just as he was thinking about whether he was going out to take a look, the curtain of the camp was suddenly pulled open, and a man with a scholar-like smile slowly walked in. It was Ye Junxi, the head of Tianhe Sect. It turned out that he was also guarding the checkpoint at this camp.

Seeing Ye Junxi in front of him, Zuo Zhicheng stood up, hugged his fists and asked, "In the shadow corps, Zuo Zhicheng, is your Excellency General Zhao Xingzhou?"

Ye Junxi smiled and didn't say anything. He suddenly felt a little uneasy today. He heard that after Zuo Zhicheng came, he wanted to see what kind of person the warrior who defeated him, even caused his junior brother to regress in martial arts and degenerate into the realm of my appearance.

He smiled and said, "Is the King of Heavenly Snake? Let's work together." As he said that, he stretched out his hand and rushed towards Zuo Zhicheng like a river of heaven.

This move, the time and space around Zuo Zhicheng seemed to slow down, just as the whole world was still. He could only watch Ye Junxi press his palm against his chest.

But Zuo Zhicheng is not easy to mess with now. His body is still moving, but with a slight thought, Yan Mo's golden body has spontaneously moved, and then Ye Junxi lets his palm slap his chest.

With a loud bang, the energy surged, blowing all the food on the table to the ground, and even the cowhide of the big tent was blown and made a pounding sound, as if someone was playing a drum.

"Tianhe Sect?"

Zuo Zhicheng did not move, but Ye Junxi took three steps in a row, and suddenly his face changed drastically: "Why do you have the power of practicing gods in your Tianhe Sect? No, it's not you..."

It turned out that he had just felt that Shi Liu was activated, and the power of his mind was acting on Zuo Zhicheng, but he had noticed the power of his mind on the Sun and Moon Seal. If it were someone else, he might not have noticed it, but Ye Junxi was the head of the Tianhe Sect. Not only was he proficient in most of the martial arts of the Tianhe Sect, but he also stroked the Sun and Moon Seal countless times every day, and felt the power of his mind at the level of practice.

As he spoke, countless calculations seemed to have flashed in his eyes, and they might have appeared in his heart.

‘Have you... the junior brother has gone to find him?’
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