On the snow rock, a group of four people was dashing towards the Goddess Peak.
The leader was dressed in bright silver armor, riding a Heavenly Demon Qilin Horse and holding a two-and-a-half-meter-long silver spear. He was the commander of the Cloud Feather Army, Zhao Xingzhou. Although the Celestial Demon Qilin Horse he was riding was huge, it was like a vigorous antelope on the snowy rocks. It jumped around and was even slightly faster than the other three warriors.
It was obvious that this ancient beast's physical strength was above that of an ordinary warrior.
Following closely behind Zhao Xingzhou was a man dressed in black leather armor and also holding a big iron spear. This man looked resolute and his eyes were as cold as an iceberg. He kept his body straight with every step. The distance between each step was exactly the same as if it was measured with a ruler.
This man who looked more like a robot than a human was Lin Shanjun's invincible spear, Wei Yangyan. He was a professional soldier and a killing machine. He was also an expert second only to Zhao Xingzhou in this group.
Behind Wei Yangyan was Ye Junxi, who was dressed like a scholar, and Qing Yueyang, who was holding an iron bow and carrying a quiver on her back. They did not have a powerful ancient beast like the Heavenly Demon Qilin Horse, so they could only follow behind Zhao Xingzhou on foot.
Zhao Xingzhou, Wei Yangyan, Ye Junxi, and Qing Yueyang quickly ran up the Goddess Peak. Zhao Xingzhou rode the Celestial Demon Qilin Horse, and the other three were also martial arts experts, so they were very fast along the way, leaving behind a series of afterimages.
However, the higher they climbed, the lower the temperature around them. Snowflakes gradually appeared in the air, as if a blizzard was about to happen.
A few minutes later, they arrived outside a small tent. There were a few Heavenly Guards standing guard there, covered in snow and ice.
When they saw Zhao Xingzhou and the others, they reported, "General! He hasn't moved for four hours. "
Another soldier said, "After chasing him for such a long time, poisoning the water, animals, hidden arrows, fire attacks, and poisonous smoke, I'm afraid he's already at his limit."
Zhao Xingzhou shook his head. Sitting on the Celestial Devil Kirin Horse, he gazed at the distant mountain peak vaguely visible in the wind and snow. He said, "He's not resting because he's tired, but because he's sensed the killing intent, so he needs to rest and adjust himself so that he can greet us in his best condition.
I can sense that he's watching us. "
Speaking up to this point, he did not care if the others understood his mysterious and wonderful senses. Instead, he directly asked, "General Mu, Chaotic Heaven Demon, Qing Yueying, and Heavenly Snake King, are you all ready?"
Wei Yangyan nodded and said, "The two of them are already guarding the left and middle camps. If they see the smoke signal, they will support us at any time." The two he was talking about were Marshal Mu and the Demon of Chaos.
On the other side, Qing Yueyang also nodded. "Everything is ready." However, Fang Xingzhou was thinking, 'Ah Zuo hasn't been found even when I left. Could he have followed me?' He subconsciously turned back to take a look. However, amidst the wind and snow, there was no sign of a human.
Hearing their replies, Zhao Xingzhou nodded, and a tyrannical intent seeped out from his body. "I was worried that it would be difficult for Qing Yueying to defend by herself, but with the addition of the Heavenly Snake King, it should be enough. "The three of you, I'll be in charge in the battle against the Yama Demon's Saint. You just need to do your best to support me."
This kind of tyranny was also Zhao Xingzhou's martial arts philosophy. It ran through almost all aspects of his life, his conduct, his way of doing things, his battles, and so on.
Hearing Zhao Xingzhou's words, the people present all had different reactions. Wei Yangyan's expression did not change, as if he was a robot with no reaction. Qing Yueyang frowned and did not say anything. Ye Junxi appeared to be unperturbed, but in his heart, he was increasingly disgusted by Zhao Xingzhou's tyranny.
"Follow me."
However, how could Zhao Xingzhou care about what the three of them thought? The Silver Grim Reaper in his hand trembled, and both he and his horse let out a whistling sound. Like a whirlwind, he charged out at an astonishing speed, creating a vacuum like corridor in the wind and snow.
The other three looked at each other and followed after him.
When the four of them arrived at the top of the Goddess Peak, only Zhao Xingzhou, Wei Yangyan, and Ye Junxi had appeared. As for Qing Yueyang, she was nowhere to be found. Because of his Invisible Shot, hiding in the dark was the wisest choice. This way, he would be able to keep the Yama Demon's Saint in check.
The person who appeared before the three of them was the Yama Demon's Saint, who was sitting cross-legged with his back to them. His white hair fluttered in the wind and snow.
The Yama Demon's Saint did not seem to care about the arrival of the three of them at all. His eyes stared straight into the infinite distance. The horizon and the mountain range merged into one, but his eyes were empty. It was as if the entire world was meaningless in his eyes.
Just as Zhao Xingzhou was about to say something, the Yama Demon's Saint turned his head, revealing a half-pale face. He raised an index finger to his lips and said, "Shh, the sunrise is coming out. Let's watch first."
Zhao Xingzhou frowned, and a vigorous aura, which could defeat thousands of soldiers, emanated from his body. "Pretending to be mysterious, Yama Demon's Saint, is this all you have left?"
The Yama Demon's Saint turned his head back, as if he did not care that his back was facing three strong enemies. He only sighed and said, "You really don't want to watch? It's the last sunrise of your lives. "
"Nonsense, Yama Demon's Saint, turn around. Today, I want to have a showdown with you. Help me condense my Martial Dao Body." When Zhao Xingzhou finished speaking, a look of astonishment appeared in his eyes.
This was because when the Yama Demon's Saint finished speaking about the sunrise, a golden light shot out from the horizon. Then, ten thousand rays of golden light pierced through the sea of clouds. A rolling red sun was about to break through the ground. The golden light sprinkled on the Yama Demon's Saint, as if covering him with a layer of golden sand. Under the illumination of this rising red sun, the Yama Demon's Saint, who was originally travel-worn, actually exuded a sense of holiness.
Most importantly, because of the Yama Demon's Saint's words and his current actions, this sunrise scene was connected, as if the Yama Demon's Saint was the sun in the sky.
Through his position, words, and actions, he had connected his aura with the sun in the sky. The Yama Demon's Saint's fighting style had reached a god-like level.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Xingzhou's expression couldn't help but change. "He's borrowing the power of heaven and earth to strengthen his mind and aura. Attack!"
With a loud shout, the Silver God in his hand was already spinning at high speed. The Heavenly Demon Kirin Horse galloped, and man, spear, and horse became one, charging fiercely toward the Yama Demon's Saint.
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