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Chapter 131 Wu Zun Bi Xuan
As one of the three giants of the Demon Sect, Zhao Deyan's martial arts cultivation is only inferior to the evil king Shi Zhixuan and the queen of Yin Zhu Yuyan.

Even if Wu Zun Bixuan defeated him back then, it was only after he used the Yanyang Dafa that he overwhelmed Zhao Deyan.

However, this Central Plains man who appeared out of nowhere could appear in front of him silently under such a fierce offensive when he took the lead in attacking.

Zhao Deyan felt a chill in his heart immediately.

But it was too late to do what he wanted at this moment.

Immediately, in a hurry, he retracted the "Variable Diamond Spear" into his sleeve, and stretched out a palm with all his might.

I saw his five fingers stretched out, slow and fast, cleverness in clumsiness, endless changes, this is Zhao Deyan's "Returning Soul Eighteen Claws" starting gesture "Suzaku Reject".

When Lu Fengqiu saw this, the frost in his eyes remained unchanged, he pressed his palm down horizontally, and said in a cold voice: "The curve "saves" the country, the skill of vertical and horizontal, unfortunately, you are not as good as Shi Zhixuan."

Under Zhao Deyan's hasty response, how could he beat Lu Fengqiu.

Bang!
Strong wind blows!

Zhao Deyan only felt an extremely cold palm force break into his body, and he immediately vomited blood.

Zhao Deyan retreated again and again, his eyes flashed with brilliance, and when he heard Lu Fengqiu say that he was not as good as Shi Zhixuan, his complexion was even paler.

Lu Fengqiu was not willing to give him a chance to breathe, so he just slapped him again.

Under these two moves, Zhao Deyan, the magic commander who had not yet made his name in the Central Plains, died directly!

This sudden change shocked Jieli Khan in front of the main tent. He knew Zhao Deyan's strength better than anyone else, and he couldn't match this man's two moves!
Who is this person!

Jieli Khan yelled wildly in Turkic, causing the Turkic warriors to charge towards Lu Fengqiu.

Lu Fengqiu exerted all his body skills, and suddenly, he appeared beside Jieli.

He pulled out the long knife at his waist, raised the knife with his hand and dropped it, a huge head flew high.

Jie Li's eyes opened angrily, until the moment of his death he still couldn't figure out why this disaster came suddenly.

Xieli himself can be considered a master-level expert, but under Lu Fengqiu's command, he has no room to resist.

The people standing beside Jieli had already fled in all directions.

Someone shouted in Turkic: "Go and invite Lord Wu Zun!"

The Turkic people were brave and fierce, and they admired the strong. Lu Fengqiu beheaded Zhao Deyan and Jieli as soon as he made a move, which left a very big shadow in their hearts.

They all backed away.

Lu Fengqiu also ignored those Turkic warriors who fled in all directions.

His gaze had already landed on the horizon in the distance.

I saw a person riding a fast horse in the distance, galloping towards this side.

The man looked to be in his early 30s, and his bronzed skin shone with a dazzling luster under the sunlight.

He came very fast.

Almost in just a few breaths, he has already jumped into the camp.

He reined in the reins and jumped up from the horse's back. His slender and strong legs made his whole body look even taller.

He stood five feet away, with an indifferent expression, exuding a strange and inexplicable intimidating aura, as if a god and demon secretly ruling the prairie suddenly appeared in the world.

His majestic body seemed to be able to support the sky, the wild hemp robe draped over his body fluttered in the wind, and his palms were wide and wide, as if he contained the most terrifying power in the world.

The most soul-stirring thing is that even if he stands there motionless, it seems like a vast ocean full of dark waves and turbulent waves. There is stillness in the movement, and movement in the stillness, making it completely impossible for people to fathom its movement.

He has a tall and straight nose bridge, a head of black long hair tied behind his shoulders, and his handsome and ancient face is like that of a bronze statue without any blemishes.

Others just take a look at him, and they will never forget his existence.

He is Bi Xuan, the "Martial Venerable" who is invincible in the prairie and whose reputation has lasted for decades!
As one of the three great masters in the current world, Bi Xuan's name is known all over the world!
Whether it is on the grassland or the land of the Central Plains, Wu Zun Bixuan is an insurmountable mountain!
The Turkic warriors who were fleeing in all directions retreated behind Bi Xuan the moment they saw Bi Xuan appearing.

All the Turkic warriors near and far fell silent in an instant, and stood respectfully towards Bi Xuan. To them, Bi Xuan was not only the supreme spiritual leader, but also a master of martial arts worshiped like a god.

The Turkic Khan can die, but as long as Bi Xuan is there, the Turkic soul is there!
Bi Xuan's eyes were stern and deep, his eyes flashed with lightning, and a cruel smile floated from the corner of his mouth. He looked at Lu Fengqiu and said, "It's been a long, long time since no one dared to come to the grassland to kill people so recklessly."

Lu Fengqiu looked with his hands behind his back, and said loudly: "Bi Xuan, I hope you won't let me down!"

Bi Xuan said indifferently: "I never kill unknown people."

Lu Fengqiu said loudly: "Poverty Qingyunzi."

When Bi Xuan heard the words, there was boundless fighting intent in his eyes, and finally there was a trace of emotion on his face.

"It's you?"

"I heard that you fought against the five great Buddhist monks in the Middle Earth and defeated the Sanren Ning Daoqi. It seems that you really have this strength!"

"good very good!"

"It's been years and no one can make my blood boil!"

Bi Xuan's voice was full of fighting intent, his vigorous body stood there, his fists gradually clenched!

The next moment, Bi Xuan's figure suddenly appeared, and the distance of five feet was just an instant to him.

He jumped up high and punched Lu Fengqiu!
There was no whistling sound in this punch, it was extremely dull!
But no one dared to underestimate this punch!
Because this is Bi Xuan's fist!
Without vigor, the whole space became hot and boiling in an instant!

It seems that people are in the desert with vast yellow sand, arid and hot, and daunting!

All creatures have nothing to hide under this punch!

Lu Fengqiu raised his hand, and also punched out a punch, and said calmly: "The Yanyang Qigong is really extraordinary!"

The next moment, extremely scorching yang zhenqi spewed out from his fist, sweeping around like the sun shining on the earth!
Take Gang to Gang!

Lu Fengqiu chose to fight Bi Xuan hard!
When Bi Xuan saw this, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and his fist moved forward at an astonishing speed.

Then there was another change at this time, the surrounding heat continued to increase, and there were no Turkic warriors within a radius of three feet.

Such a duel between masters, even if the energy is released, it is not something they can bear.

Bi Xuan's fists cannot be figured out, let alone mastered, but it seems that there is no slightest change, and the return to the original is a collection of ever-changing changes in the same, such martial arts, surpassing the good fortune of the world.

Lu Fengqiu's fist looked even more ordinary than Bi Xuan's.

But the change contained in this punch is something no one can detect!
boom!
The fists of the two finally collided!
(End of this chapter)