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Chapter 488 Tough Guy Style

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Yang Xingzhou's body fell behind the car, his head felt dizzy, blood spurted out of his mouth uncontrollably, turned into a blood arrow, and shot out from the car curtain, almost unconscious on the spot.

After he escaped from Pang Ban, he kept suppressing the injuries in his body, and then fought fiercely with the Black and White Servants, Wei Lidie of the Evil Sand Castle, the White-haired Hongyan and others. Each of these masters is not an easy person, especially

It is a white-haired beauty and a black and white servant. They are all masters among masters. Yang Xingzhou seems to be so heroic and powerful, but in fact he is miserable. Every time he takes action, he consumes a lot of energy. Even so, he only kills

He was able to kill Wei Lidie and other guys with relatively low martial arts skills, but he couldn't even do serious damage to the white-haired beauty and others.

After a mouthful of blood spurted out, his mind cleared. He hurriedly opened a drawer in the carriage, took out a porcelain bottle, uncorked the bottle, and poured the green viscous liquid in the bottle into his mouth.

inside.

His flame chariot took almost a year to build. Not only was its body indestructible with swords and swords, but the material far exceeded that of gold and iron. Even the interior of the carriage was unique. The entire carriage was much larger than ordinary carriages, with two sides on the left and right.

Several small drawers are installed, just like medicine cabinets in a prescription.

These drawers contain various snacks and elixirs, and some also contain pens, inks, paper and inkstones. There are also wooden racks for hanging swords, pianos and flutes in the carriage, and even a black iron chessboard. Some drawers also contain

There are many ancient scrolls for Yang Xingzhou's recreational use.

To Yang Xingzhou, the entire carriage was like a small palace, with everything available except for a beautiful girl who could support him.

After swallowing the green viscous liquid into his abdomen, Yang Xingzhou lay gently on the soft floor of the carriage. The real energy in his body was lively and he began to slowly transfer the power of the medicine to his whole body.

This ointment is the result of his many years of medical knowledge. After many days of discussion with Cheng Lingsu and Wen Yuliang, he has just developed such a healing elixir. The main ingredient is the gallbladder and horns of the Bodhisattva snake, which has been brewed for a long time.

It took time to refine such an ointment, and Wen Yuliang casually named it "Shenlong Ointment", which was extremely tacky.

Although the name is tacky, the efficacy of the medicine is really amazing. For internal and external injuries, just one drop can be swallowed to restore the body to its original state in three or four days without any hidden dangers. Even people who are seriously injured and dying can be succumbed to this medicine.

Hanging for a few days, maybe there will be another turning point.

After a long time, Yang Xingzhou opened his eyes again, sat cross-legged, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of black-red blood, and felt that his body had improved a lot.

Only at this moment did I have the time to think about the confrontation just now:

"Among the people I fought with just now, Wei Lidie from the Sandcastle of All Evils is the only one. The four big guys behind him sitting on wicker chairs are really good at cultivation! Well, the white-haired guy holding the jade flute

The middle-aged man should be Liu Yaozhi, the male protector of the Magician's Palace. Needless to say, the woman in red must be Hua Jieyu. Damn it, she is indeed worthy of being the protector of the Magician's Palace. She has really good men.

It's solid enough. If I hadn't disrupted Hua Jieyu's mind with my mind-pulling eye at the critical moment, I would have almost been blocked by the two of them!"

"Well, the elegant young man holding a short halberd is actually qualified to be guarded by the two elders of the white-haired and red-faced Magician Palace. His status must be transcendent. The only person in the world who can have this status is the Magician Pang Ban.

Only the little magician Fang Yeyu has this qualification! As expected of me, the little magician, he was able to withstand my full blow and was only slightly injured. This skill is much stronger than that of Black Tiger and the others!"

In the main world, he devoted himself to cultivating masters belonging to the Destiny Army, but so far, he has only trained a few people, such as Huang Heihu, Wanhei Python, Qiu Changsheng, Lei Tianwu and First Yuanliang. Although the rest have some potential

, but I’m afraid there’s still a long way to go before he can grow into a master in his own right.

Nowadays, apart from Yang Xingzhou, the ones with the highest cultivation level in Fengming Mountain are Cheng Lingsu and Huang Heihu. Huang Heihu is especially powerful in combat, but even Huang Heihu's cultivation is far behind Fang Yeyu.

In other words, Qiu Changsheng has the potential to compete with Fang Yeyu, but it will take at least a few years of growth before he can do so.

After such a comparison between the two sides, Yang Xingzhou was greatly frustrated: "Compared with Pang Ban, my subordinates are far behind!"

But then he thought: "But it took him sixty or seventy years to accumulate so many brilliant subordinates, and I have made all my plans in the main world, and it only took a few years, so it is reasonable for me to be unable to compare with him!"

If you give me sixty or seventy years in the main world, I may not lose to him!" Thinking of this, the depression in my heart was immediately swept away, my spirit was revived, and I slowly stood up from the bed,

He opened the curtain and came to the shaft of the car.

The red flame fire dragon colt still pulled the flame chariot forward along the road at lightning speed, and the dozens of the most elite knights in the grassland chasing after it were also left far behind.

Compared with the dragon horses and treasures of the main world such as the Red Flame Fire Dragon Colt, although the horses in this world are handsome, they are too different after all. They don't even dare to get close to the Red Flame Fire Dragon Colt, especially the one-horned Qilin Beast.

After the roar, all the horses that heard the roar would have their legs weak and would not dare to move forward.

Therefore, when Yang Xingzhou drives forward, no cavalry in the world can catch him. Unless a peerless master chases him personally, it is possible to catch up with the speed of the red flame dragon colt, but it is impossible to match the speed of this fire dragon.

Horse endurance.

As long as Yang Xingzhou doesn't shout to stop, this red flame dragon horse can maintain this extreme speed for at least four hours, and it is no problem to run a thousand miles in one breath. In this world, except for Pang Ban and Lang Fanyun, I believe that

No third person can catch up with him.

Yang Xingzhou stood on the shaft of the carriage, with the strong wind blowing against his face like a knife, his messy hair dancing wildly in the wind, and a town looming in front of him.

The running speed of the red flame dragon colt began to slow down.

After a while, the town was in sight.

It was already dark at this time, and the lights in the town were already lit up.

Yang Xingzhou had extraordinary eyesight. When he arrived at the intersection of the town, he saw a slightly shabby bluestone standing on the side of the road under the moonlight, with the three characters "Lanxi Town" written on it. After years of exposure to wind and rain, these three writings had become

Slightly blurry.

"Lanxi Town? This is a big town east of Wuchang Prefecture!"

Yang Xingzhou has been involved in many small martial arts worlds for many years, and has long been familiar with the geographical location of ancient China. When he saw the boundary monument of Lanxi Town, he immediately reacted: "Yingfeng Gorge belongs to Baiyun Mountain, and beyond it is Tingqianyi and

Lei Chi, and walking back is Lanxi Town, which is not far from Wuchang Mansion!"

After he knew where he was, he originally wanted to go straight to Wuchang Prefecture, but he could only get to Wuchang Prefecture, a big city, and live for a while near the city's Yamenkou, at least to gain a few days to recuperate.

But in an instant, he knew something was wrong: "Pang Ban's men and horses may have penetrated into Wuchang Mansion, a thoroughfare of nine provinces, and opened a trap to wait for the wild beasts. If I entered Wuchang Mansion, I would have fallen into a trap."

!No, I can’t go to Wuchang Mansion. I have to think of a way to prevent them from chasing me. Otherwise, I’ll probably never recover from my injuries if I deal with these guys all the way!”

Thinking of this, a fierce light flashed in his eyes: "We must change from passive to active! If my prediction is correct, Lanxi Town is the only place suitable for resting within a radius of dozens of miles. Whether Fang Yeyu or the others want to pursue

Kill me, or find a place to rest, Lanxi Town is the place they must pass through. Damn it, I won’t run away, you think I will try my best to escape after being seriously injured, but I want to kill him!"

Yang Xingzhou had been the emperor for many years and had a plan in mind. At this time, his ferocity was unleashed and he was filled with overwhelming pride: "I'm not at the point where I'm going to die at any time, so why should I run away? They are the ones who should run away!"

He has been running around the small world for so many years, and he has already developed an invincible aura. This time he was injured by Pang Ban, and he was already depressed. On the way, he was intercepted and killed by a junior under Pang Ban. It was really difficult to get rid of his bad breath. At this time,

After his murderous intention was aroused, he laughed and let the fire horse pull the carriage off the road and headed straight for the wilderness in the distance. However, he rode the one-horned green-scaled beast quietly to a hillside on the side of the road.

The full moon rose into the sky. Under the cold moonlight, Yang Xingzhou stood quietly on the top of the mountain with a one-horned green-scaled beast on his crotch. There were three quivers placed in a fan shape behind him. His aura was ethereal, as if he had blended into the moonlight.

, disappeared into the mist.

Even the one-horned green-scaled beast is like a monster sculpture, motionless.

Half an hour later, the sound of horse hooves sounded in the distance, and a group of people galloped over.
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