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On the ancient road, Zuo Zhicheng walked alone on this Gobi desert, and the Holy Son of Yama on his back was gone. In front of him was a huge canyon that could not be seen at a glance.

He slowly walked into the canyon, and there were many shaking shadows in his infrared vision.

‘Hmm?’ Zuo Zhicheng was slightly stunned: ‘Is there more than a group of people?’

However, the change in the number of people was nothing to him. He just continued to go deep into the canyon alone. This Grand Canyon, known as the Falangou, is a barrier in the Gobi Desert that blocks the southward direction. Only by passing through this canyon can you continue to move along the ancient road.

The entrance to the canyon was still very wide at the beginning, and then it seemed to be wide and narrow. The narrowest place was often only three or four meters wide, which was really suitable for ambushing places. In fact, this is indeed the case. This can be called the most dangerous section of the trade routes in the Northern Wilderness. Every year, I don’t know how many escorts, merchants who carry goods, bandits, and sand thieves died here.

Zuo Zhicheng could even see some bones lying on the ground, lizards and poisonous snakes wandering among the skeletons.

The breeze blew gently across the canyon, making a whimpering sound, like a ghost crying.

Zuo Zhicheng looked up and saw that the cliffs on both sides were about fifty or sixty meters high, and the cliffs were smooth. Even if he was, he could go up, but it would take some effort.

As he walked like this, Zuo Zhicheng finally arrived at the middle of the canyon. The bottom of the canyon suddenly became clear again, about dozens of meters wide, like a huge basketball court.

And in this situation, a man was taking it seriously and staring at Zuo Zhicheng who was walking towards him silently.

The four masters of Zhao Xingzhou, Ye Junxi, Mu Yuanying, and Huang Biao were led by four masters, including Yun Yujun, Qianlinjun and others, behind them, all wearing armor, and looking at Zuo Zhicheng who was alone and slowly walking towards him with a nervous expression.

If the name of a person, the shadow of a tree, and the King of Heavenly Snake in front of him was already a first-class master before coming to the Northern Wilderness, then the reputation of defeating the Holy Son of Yanmo on the Goddess Peak is already at its peak at this time, becoming a legend in the martial arts world of the New World and the top master.

Even if they were alone at this time and just walking over quietly, it put a great pressure on everyone present. It seemed that they were not facing one person, but a prehistoric terrifying beast.

Zuo Zhicheng walked fifty meters in front of everyone before stopping. Because he continued to walk, he was about to enter the absolute attack area of ​​Zhao Xingzhou and his men.

Huang Biao and Mu Yuanying stood on the ground. Looking at Zuo Zhicheng's eyes were full of solemnity. Although they had never seen Zuo Zhicheng take action, since they could defeat the Holy Son of Yanmo, even the weak Holy Son of Yanmo, they should not be underestimated.

As for Ye Junxi next to him, his eyes were full of fear and jealousy.

'This boy's threat is too great. Now his junior brother and Sun and Moon Seal are in his hands. I can only kill him with Zhao Xingzhou's power. Zhao Xingzhou said he was domineering, but in fact he was small in power and could not tolerate others. This time he would definitely face Zuo Zhicheng's top priority. It's better to fight to the death, and I don't try my best, just pretend to behave.

Hum, let alone even if you can't kill him this time, it will make him a mortal enemy with Yun Yujun. At that time, there will naturally be a lot of masters, and even Yiyong Hou will deal with him personally. No matter how strong you are, can you still be stronger than Yiyong Hou?’

Thinking of this, the sneer in Ye Junxi's eyes became more and more fierce.

Although Zhao Xingzhou still rode the Demon Qilin Horse under his crotch, the silver god of death in his hand was lost and could only temporarily replace it with the same silver spear.

Seeing the few people in front of him, Zuo Zhicheng looked at Zhao Xingzhou and asked, "Is there anything wrong with General Zhao?"

Zhao Xingzhou looked cold and looked at Zuo Zhicheng with a look that seemed to have murderous intent gathering: "Zuo Zhicheng, please stop pretending to be garlic for me. On the Goddess Peak, the Holy Son of Yanmo and you are missing. Do you think he is in your hands?"

Zuo Zhicheng said lightly: "I don't know either. After the avalanche, I was separated from everyone. After finally getting out of danger, I found that I was the only one around me."

"Hahahaha." Of course, everyone present didn't believe Zuo Zhicheng's nagging, and Zhao Xingzhou was the first to laugh, pointing the spear in his hand to Zuo Zhicheng and said, "Zuo Zhicheng, I admit that your martial arts are a little better than mine, but your realm is just a human form after all, and I will step into the supreme Dharma form and enter the realm of practice.

You are now relying on a martial arts to enhance your physical strength. The potential between us is different, do you understand? You are addicted to your small body, your realm is stagnant, and being surpassed by me is just a matter of time.

However, although I originally planned to have another fight with you after I succeeded in martial arts, you shouldn’t have been greedy.

The secret treasure of the Hell Gate should have been distributed by the seven major forces we have contributed, but you took away the Holy Son of Yanmo alone and tried to take it alone? I can't tolerate you anymore, let alone the living Buddha in the Hell Gate is what the Marquis calls for. Even if I let you go, can the Marquis let you go?

Zuo Zhicheng, if you know the truth, you will surrender. If you hand over everything, I can still be lighter, otherwise you will not be able to get through this level today."

As he said that, Zhao Xingzhou waved his hand and ordered, and the thousands of soldiers behind him made a promise, taking a step together. In an instant, it was like the earth was shaking, and a powerful aura pressed towards Zuo Zhicheng.

On the cliffs on both sides, two hundred god archers and two hundred musketeers stood up together, and the long bows and musketes in their hands pointed at Zuo Zhicheng. In an instant, countless hostility rushed towards him. Even with Zuo Zhicheng's mind, his mind's movements could not help but be slightly suffocated.

‘Good guy, is this the feeling of being surrounded by thousands of people and being regarded as a target? This huge pressure in my heart is not much different from when facing the Holy Son of Yama.

The Holy Son of Yanmo escaped from such a scene again and again? No wonder he became more and more determined and pure in his heart, and was able to break through to the practice of purity. This is because the greater the pressure, the greater the rebound.'

This was the first time Zuo Zhicheng was alone and surrounded by so many troops, and the first time he felt the threat the army brought to him.

The army is the ultimate violent machine of mankind, something that exists for the sake of killing. The reason why he exists until now has proved that he is more powerful than a sect, a single master and a suitable war.

Unless he is a master at the virtual level, or a Taoist priest with special preparations and Taoism, even a master of human appearance, although he is not afraid of the large number of people, he often can only escape and cannot face the army head-on. Especially when the opponent has a weapon such as a crossbow, musket, which is used to surround and kill masters.

Perhaps only masters like the Holy Son of Yanmo who have the six-path reincarnation method that can fool people in battle can confront the army head-on by letting the other party kill each other.

When Zhao Xingzhou saw this, he had a smile that he was determined to win, and said slowly: "Zuo Zhicheng, you are still obsessed with greed and want to fight to the death?

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