Gao Wunan's Legend of Wushuang

Nine consecutive sounds of metal and iron clashing sounded at the intersection of the two. Wu Feng slammed his fist on the spear body nine times in an instant, and each blow was like a giant hammer of Hercules, with incredible precision in strength and direction.

The booming sound was earth-shattering, and the remaining energy exploded, and the air around it seemed to be burning with fire. .

Bi Xuan took a step back in the midst of the fire, but he suffered a small loss from the blow. Before he could recover, a punch appeared in front of him and directly hit his head.

What a Bi Xuan, at the critical moment, his upper body leaned back slightly to avoid the front of the fist, and the vacated fist blasted out from bottom to top, just in time to meet Wu Feng's fist and both fists, a burst of energy detonated, and the air shot out .

Wu Zun let out a muffled snort, and took another step back, because Wu Feng's next punch was already approaching, this person seemed to need no breath at all, his figure followed him like a shadow, the fists of his left and right hands ripped through the air like a wild bombardment and roared towards him, powerful and powerful Ferocious and domineering to the extreme.

Bi Xuan didn't panic, he waved the Moon Wolf Spear in his hand, his fists and spears came out together, completely blocking the killing move.

All of a sudden, the air rider within three feet was scorching hot, and the strong wind blew up, and the two violent vigor merged together, causing it to blow away and melt all the snow and ice around it, exposing the scorched bottom. Torn ground.

The heroes around were fascinated by the sights, and this peak duel between two master-level masters was a martial arts feast that was rarely seen in ten years. Future martial arts training has amazing benefits.

To everyone's surprise, they thought it would be an inseparable bitter battle, but Feng Zun seemed to overwhelm Bi Xuan from the very beginning, with speed and strength full of indescribable unique beauty.

They have never seen such a fierce and powerful fist, even if they are far away, they can hear the roar of energy, the waves of air scrape their faces, and it is just a simple punch, wide open and wide, every time Every fist strike carries a power that shakes people's hearts and souls.

Wu Feng threw out nine punches in a row, and Bi Xuan also backed up nine steps in a row, but his eyes became more and more fierce, and the fighting intent in his eyes became stronger and stronger, and suddenly let out an uncontrollable and proud roar.

He didn't know when he had the Moon Wolf Spear in his hand under his right arm, turned his whole body around, and rolled up the wind like a wheel. This seemingly amazingly powerful move was just a move of accumulating power. The next moment Bi Xuan attacked with the tip of the spear , Simplify the complexity, and unleash a blow that captures the essence of heaven and earth, like wind and rain in all directions, fire crows flying in groups, the momentum is astonishing!

This blow came suddenly, more like lightning, the spear point directly pierced the air and pierced Wu Feng's heart, launching a beautiful counterattack.

If it was an ordinary master, even if he was on guard, he would be thrown into disarray by Bi Xuan's ready-to-go attack. Bi Xuan would naturally find a loophole if his move was messed up, and he would be seriously injured if he pierced his body with a spear and survived.

But Wu Feng is such a character, it is almost impossible for Lightning to make the most correct response, his palms meet in the air in front of his chest, and he is sure to pinch the incoming spear point.

Bi Xuan tried his best to stimulate Gu Yanyang's true energy, and his spear was as hot as magma. However, since Wu Feng was sure to deal with it empty-handed, he naturally had something to rely on. One of his arms is made of steel, so it doesn't matter the high temperature at all, and the other arm circulates the meridians of long-lasting water vapor It turned into ice, quickly cooled and thawed the tip of the spear, and spread all the way towards Bi Xuan's arm.

Bi Xuan let out a cold snort and suddenly took off the spear with both hands. Of course he didn't mean to abandon the weapon. He saw his palms were as red as fire, embracing them in a circle three inches from the handle of the spear. With Qi, he remotely controlled the Moon Wolf Spear, and swung his arms violently.

The next moment, the spear body of "Agu Shihuaya" was red all over, and it spun rapidly. The high-temperature whirl force instantly thawed Wu Feng's icy air attack, and the sharp spear tip spun into Wu Feng's heart in a large amount of white mist. !

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The whirling and bursting fire shook the palm away, and the spear drove straight in. The shadow of the spear was heavy, and the whistling sound cut through the air, passing Wu Feng's chest, but he avoided it at a critical moment.

But Bi Xuan is not a fuel-efficient lamp, I saw that he held the handle with both hands as if he had expected it long ago, and his male body swiped violently with his back as the axis, the fire spread and burst, and the air was scorched and distorted.

The sound of explosion exploded in the air, and the mighty force caused a fierce wind howl. A pair of slender and perfect hands grasped the lore with a strong killing intent abruptly, and could not advance an inch.

Bi Xuan's face suddenly became distorted and horrifying, the top of his head was filled with white air, the veins in his arms were bulging, the ground under his feet was cracked, and the body of the spear pressed down on Wu Feng little by little.

Wu Feng suddenly let out a high-pitched roar, wrapped his arms around the top of the spear, stuck to most of the area, and kicked the middle of the spear with his steel right leg.

"Kang Dang!" There was a loud metal hissing sound, and the Moon Wolf Spear broke from it while everyone was dumbfounded, and the remaining force of the legs blasted into the center of Bi Xuan's chest and abdomen with a force like a landslide and a tsunami.

The refined iron armor shattered and shattered, Bi Xuanwei'an's body exploded towards the rear, he spun half a circle in the air and landed, his throat was fishy, ​​blood spattered from the corner of his mouth, and he had suffered internal injuries.

It took only an instant to break the spear and hit the enemy, but the situation of the battle was suddenly reversed, and everything that happened was unimaginably fast.

The martial arts in the Central Plains burst into applause.

Seeing that Bi Xuan was injured in the golden wolf army, the crowd was in a commotion, everyone was silent and frustrated.

"My lord!" Jieli Khan seemed to be about to gallop forward, but was stopped by Bi Xuan's outstretched hand.

Bi Xuanming's wounded aura did not diminish at all, he tore off the shattered armor, revealing a figure as strong as a young man, not at all like a [-]-year-old, staring at Wu Feng's black hand that was cut in half. Iron Lance, sighed: "The past is indeed an unnecessary burden, "Agushuaya", your glorious days are long gone. "

Does Bi Xuan's emotion mean that he has admitted that he is getting old? In front of younger and stronger fighters, this great master who has guarded the prairie for more than [-] years will eventually have a moment of glory.

"Wu Zun..." All the warriors in the prairie looked sad. Bi Xuan, who lost his best weapon, did it mean that his defeat was unstoppable.

With a stern face and serious eyes, Ba Fenghan said coldly, "No! Bi Xuan who has abandoned the burden of the past... will only become more terrifying!"

Bi Xuan had a calm demeanor, and the murderous aura all over his body disappeared bit by bit, without a trace remaining.

"Feng Zun has such a cultivation level at such a young age, Bi Xuan admires it. It's a pity that this battle is related to the beginning of my Turkic rise and fall, so I have a reason to fight on."

Bi Xuan knew very well that once the person in front of him returned to the Central Plains alive, he would become the greatest enemy of the Turks. After all, he was already old, while the other party was like the rising sun on the prairie, but it would definitely become the nightmare of all the prairie peoples. .

In the crowd, Jieli Khan's body shook wildly, his face was ashen, and he wanted to say something, but finally let out a long sigh and dropped his arms.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Wu Feng's mouth, and he said, "Here's hero, my enemy, Wu Zun, don't worry!"

Bi Xuan was determined to die.

And the warrior who can make Bi Xuanneng, one of the three great masters in the world, fight with his life, will be famous all over the world, but whether Feng Zun can return to the Central Plains safely depends on the murderous faces of tens of thousands of Turkic warriors , we know that this will be a very hopeless thing.

Song Que's face was ponderous, but his palm was slowly stroking the sword on his waist. There are not many people in the world who are qualified enough to let this "Heavenly Sword" use the sword, but Bi Xuan is definitely one of them.

Bi Xuan's gray and long hair fluttered, his bearing was imposing, and his expression was extremely serious. His five fingers were outstretched, filled with Yan Yang's true energy, and his fingers shot out fiercely. The air around him immediately burned hot, and he grabbed Wu Feng by the head. .

"Ha!" Wu Feng chuckled, with an extremely relaxed and comfortable expression compared to Bi Xuan, as if taking a stroll in a garden, he rushed half a step forward, and without any warning, his right palm rushed towards Bi Xuan's most fierce fire. .

When the two palms met, the two streams of energy exploded, and a strong hot wind swept from the two of them.

In the fierce wind fluttering, the two figures intertwined like lightning, every move and style seemed to be natural, or they were extremely fierce and violent, and the surging energy was like countless sharp knives clashing, baking the ground under their feet The scorched black and dried up, a large piece of land cracked and spread.

With a long roar, Bi Xuan raised his true energy again, and struck through the air with his palm force. A scorching storm that could boil iron and melt gold swept in, attacking every inch of Wu Feng's skin, and the heat was enough to make one's heart tremble.

But Wu Feng's figure suddenly dodged to the side, and a lightning strike came to the left side of Bi Xuan's body. The strength of his fist instantly tore apart the fierce fire force, and it hit Bi Xuan's left waist with astonishing power.

Bi Xuan forcibly made a move, and finally a huge fatal flaw appeared!

"Crack!" The sound of broken ribs sounded clearly, and Bi Xuan shot out from the two fighting each other.

Like a kite with a broken string, it flew ten feet away, barely landing on the ground.

A mouthful of blood was hard to bear, gushing out, the invincible prairie Wu Zun was seriously injured!

"what?!"

"Wu Zun!"

Before the warriors and soldiers in the grassland were surprised, a loud noise came from the field, and the ground trembled, making everyone unable to stand still.

"Bang!" The ground cracked, and it was more than a foot deep, a figure suddenly shot out, and his palms turned into hand knives, and he slashed at Bi Xuan with a force beyond the limit!

The knife in his hand reached about a foot in front of Bi Xuan, Bi Xuan endured the injury, and his hot and red right fist came out with lightning, blasting the ground violently and tearing apart a wall of flaming soil.

The flaming earth wall was split apart, and the speed of the knife in the hand turned into a shadow of swords slashing out of the sky, constantly making the most delicate and subtle adjustments, in order to kill the enemy with one blow.

Bi Xuan twisted his arms and turned his wrists, and met the shadow of the sword in the sky with a snap of his fingers. Amidst the dense sound of piercing beads, the sword in his hand and the snap of his fingers crazily shook hard, sparking a rain of fire all over the sky, which was absolutely brilliant!

However, every time he flicked his fingers, Bi Xuan's face became paler and his body vibrated unnaturally, obviously his condition deteriorated rapidly.

"Wu Zun's skills are exhausted!"

Wu Feng became more and more passionate as he battled. His true energy seemed to flow endlessly, turning his palms into fists. There were no complicated tricks or obscure martial arts, just the simplest straight punches. , but Bi Xuan's face suddenly changed.

Bi Xuan's face suddenly turned from white to red, his hands were clasped together, the Yan Yang's true energy was highly concentrated, and condensed into a huge real balloon with high heat and circulation, his arms were raised high, and his might was unrivaled, and he blasted out towards Wu Feng !

The blinding flames burst out, and the sphere composed of astonishing vigor instantly submerged and swallowed Wu Feng, and the Yan Yang's true energy expanded to the limit. This move that instilled Bi Xuan's twelve success powers far exceeded the imagination of all warriors in the world. The limit, let all the life around come to an end!

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"Boom! Boom, boom, boom, boom..."

The scorching true balloon blasted down with the power to destroy everything, but what greeted it was the shadow of a fist blasting from all over the sky. Facing Bi Xuanhuo's move with all his strength, the corner of Wu Feng's mouth seemed to be... laughing !

Yes, he was just laughing, because this hearty duel made his perfect state that had already reached its peak loose again, and he made a final breakthrough!

Wuchou's boxing strength can cut mountains and seas, but it is absolutely impossible to face Bi Xuan's peak blow without any damage, but at this moment Wu Feng can grasp the most fleeting weakness in Bi Xuan's moves, and only use his brute force without any damage. A sliver of real power blasted away all the scorching energy.

With a slight explosion of "Bo", the real fireball collapsed in the air, and a fist seemed to come from outside the sky, and it hit Bi Xuan's chest firmly.

Being hit hard again, Bi Xuan didn't fly out strangely, but his body shook suddenly, and he took a few steps back.

There were two huge pits on the left side of his chest and waist, and a large amount of blood, flesh, necrosis and bone shattered around him, and glaring blood slowly trickled out of his ears, nose, and mouth. It was obvious that his injuries were too severe. Even after all, the great master's 60 years of intensive cultivation can no longer suppress his excellent skills.

Bi Xuan lost!Even people with poor martial arts can clearly see Bi Xuan's disastrous defeat, without the slightest trick or luck, he was completely defeated by Feng Zun.

"In the world from now on, the world's martial arts will be dominated by Feng Zun alone, above all warriors, the supreme master who surpasses the three great masters!"

Bi Xuan let out a long sigh, and said with a look of joy, in his expression was the pursuit of the infinite beauty of martial arts, as well as thousands of emotions and unwillingness.

After all, he still failed, and his death will soon mean the decline or even collapse of the Turks.

Pure white snowflakes fell from the sky again, burying the blood and fire on the ground. Bi Xuan stood facing the wind and snow like a javelin, his majestic figure both proud and lonely.

The dense clouds were extremely low, and the howling cold wind could not reach the cold hearts of countless people present.Ice crystals accumulate on the grass and quickly freeze to form a pure white snow scene, which is more and more desolate and blurred.

Heavy snow on the prairie has always meant death and ominousness. Does this sudden heavy snow already mean the fall of the myth of the prairie?

Everyone watching from a distance couldn't help but feel a strange and indescribable feeling, as if the boundless prairie and the sky were perfectly connected together, leaving only two extremely tall and majestic figures, they seemed to have become in an instant. Incomparably tall, filled in the depths of the soul.

This duel will surely be remembered by countless people, and it will almost rewrite the fate of the world.

The vitality in Bi Xuan's body was completely cut off. If there is no accident, his life will end soon. He stretched out a finger to catch the snowflakes falling from the sky, and watched the hexagonal ice crystals quickly melt into water and flow down, and his face recovered. To the unprecedented peace and tranquility, "When I was young, a warlock from the Central Plains killed me: when I encounter fire, I become a man, and the more I burn, the more prosperous I am. And I also obeyed the order, got a chance, and practiced a lot. Extraordinary martial arts, undefeated. Grassland myth... Hey! Let this deity die like a flame! Do it!"

Wu Zun of the prairie will only die standing up!I will never linger on my last breath to beg for mercy!

"Protect His Majesty!"

"Master Bi Xuan, let's go!"

Behind him, the golden wolf riders were surging, and the hundreds of riders in the front suddenly jumped out, rushed from the sides of Bi Xuan's body, and brandished their swords to kill Wu Feng!

Destroying the sacred duel, the behavior of this group of people will be spurned by any grassland warriors. This is a shame more terrible than death for the proud Turks, but for the spiritual pillar of the grassland, they are willing to abandon everything. Launch a decisive charge towards Wu Feng!

"Despicable!" The warriors from the Central Plains had just escaped from the shock and encouragement. They drew their swords and were about to step forward to help Feng Zun who was "depleted of vitality".

At this moment, Wu Feng suddenly took a step forward, walking through the golden wolf iron cavalry like a stroll in the courtyard. Every time he made a move, a golden wolf cavalry would scream and die, and with a light movement of his hands, it was like manipulating life. Grim Reaper, heads soaring into the sky one by one!

Hot blood, splashing on the ground, fresh life, is passing away quickly. When it comes to killing skills, who can compare to the peerless Martial God who slaughtered thousands of people in the age of Martial Gods?

When the last soldier was thrown off the flying horse, he did not die for a while, his tenacious will made him crawl to Bi Xuan's feet, grabbing Bi Xuan's trouser leg with his blood-stained palm, and said intermittently: "Wu Zun ... let's go..."

Immediately kill!

Bi Xuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and at some point, a trace of Yanyang Qi hovering in his dantian began to ignite like a spark of fire, and within a short period of less than thirty heartbeats, it circulated three times along the meridians in his body. The big Zhou Tian finally converged into a new force that seemed to be indistinguishable from Yan Yang's true energy.

The miracle happened!

The surrounding snow seems to be condensed and converged by some invisible force, and the tumbling flames are flaming on the snow surface. The extremely contradictory and weird scene makes everyone feel extremely shocked!

The anode is dark!Yin and Yang return to one!

Bi Xuan finally fought to the limit, broke through the most critical hurdle in the boundary between life and death, surpassed the stereotypes in one fell swoop, and reached a higher level of martial arts.

It's a pity that before that, he had exhausted all his energy and vitality, and he used the last embers to ignite and break through this level. This will surely be his last glory in the world!