The understanding is incredible: In the beginning, I was invited to pick up the Yihua Palace.

At this moment, even in the face of the Turkic Martial Venerable with the name of the Demon God, the old hero still spoke sonorously, his eyes were firm, and he did not have the slightest fear, and retorted very resolutely:

"You're dead to this heart!"

"I will never trade my beloved daughter for a temporary livelihood!"

Bi Xuan's expression was as cold as iron, and he said in a deep voice:

"Are you willing to sacrifice your entire clan for the sake of keeping a mere daughter?"

Mu Zhuolun's eyes were resolute, and he said very firmly:

"Kasri is not only my beloved daughter, but also the treasure of the entire tribe, and all the Hui people love her and treat her as if she were their life!"

"If you want to take Kasri, you can only step over our corpses!"

Although Huo Ayi on the side was silent, he was already gritting his teeth and glaring angrily at Bi Xuan, ready to fight to the death in his heart.

Today, even if they are crushed to pieces, they must not succumb to these wolf-like Turks, let alone let them snatch Kasli away!

At this moment, looking at this stubborn and stubborn father and son, Bi Xuan was not angry, but just looked down at the two, and after a long time, he sighed lightly and said with emotion:

"It is said that the Hui people are as cowardly as sheep, and when I saw your father and son today, I was impressed by this 513. "

"However, the alliance with the Mengyuan people is a strategy I have formulated, and no one can stop it, whether you agree or not, the woman named Kasli must also be a gift to the Mengyuan Emperor. "

Bi Xuan sat on the white wolf chair, his eyes were as heavy as iron, and he said loudly:

"I have sent messengers to your tribes to convey my will. "

"If the woman named Kasri hadn't been sent to my tent at noon today, then the army of the Golden Wolf Rider would have slaughtered all the Hui people, leaving not a single one. "

When the father and son heard this, their hearts couldn't help but be shocked, and their eyes were full of grief and indignation.

"You demon!"

"Our people will not yield to you!!

"Brutes, you Turks, are all evil wolves with human faces and beast hearts!!"

Facing the scolding of the father and son of Mu Tailun, Bi Xuan was silent, his heart was like iron.

Zhao Deyan on the side sneered and said quietly:

"When death is on the verge of death, you dare to be disrespectful to His Holiness, you two are so bold!"

"Come on, cut out their tongues!"

"Yes!"

The two Turkic warriors stepped forward, drew their scimitars at their waists, and were about to make a move on Mu Zhuolun and his son.

And this time, Bi Xuan didn't say anything to stop him.

After all, the other party has repeatedly spoken out of disrespect, and there is already a way to die!

Now it's just cutting out their tongues, but it's just a small punishment, so that these Hui people who don't know what to do will suffer a little.

Facing the Turkic warriors who were holding scimitars, smiling fiercely, and approaching step by step, Mu Zhuolun and Huo Ayi, the father and son, did not have the slightest fear, but still stared at their eyes, stalked their necks, and scolded:

"Bi Xuan, I curse you to the gods that you will not die well!"

"Turkic wolf cubs, sooner or later you will be punished!!"

Although they scolded happily, the father and son, whose hands and feet were tied, had no ability to resist at all, and could only watch each other lift their scimitars and walk towards them.

And at this critical juncture.

Sudden mutations.

An earth-shattering dragon roar suddenly sounded, as if coming from above the nine heavens, followed by an indescribably powerful coercion, roaring and falling like a mighty heavenly might.

The domineering momentum instantly shocked the two Turkic warriors to the point of foaming at the mouth and fainting to the ground.

Even a great master-level master like Zhao Deyan was shocked, his complexion changed suddenly, and a trace of shock appeared in his eyes, and he couldn't help but exclaim:

"Where does this coercion come from?!"

Even Bi Xuan, the number one master in the desert, looked moved, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a low voice:

"It's so strong!"

"At least it's also a land immortal-level master!"

"Who the hell would it be that at this time, (CGBC) suddenly came to my Turkic Department?!"

"And that voice just now, where did it come from?!"

For a while, Bi Xuan's gaze was also a little trance.

And just then, the wind suddenly rose. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

The huge golden tent they were in was suddenly opened by this sudden rising wind.

The next moment, a scene that Bi Xuan and Zhao Deyan will never forget appeared.

I saw a snow-white dragon descending from the sky, and the huge dragon head looked downward, as if it was looking down at the ants on the ground.

"This ...... What is this thing!?"

Bi Xuan's heart was shocked.

Is it a snake?!

How could there be such a huge giant snake in the world?!

And Zhao Deyan on the side almost stared out his eyes, and screamed in a trembling voice:

"Dragon !!"

"It's a dragon!!"

"This is a mythical beast in the mythology of the Han people in the Central Plains, with a power comparable to that of the gods!!"

When Bi Xuan heard this, his heart couldn't help but be shocked.

Although he didn't know what this so-called dragon was, as a generation of martial artists, he had already felt an indescribable terrifying aura from the body of that white dragon.

Even if he tried his best, he might not be the match for this giant beast!

"Damn!"

"How could the mythical beasts of the Central Plains come to my Turkic Department!?"

Bi Xuan cursed secretly in his heart, and the inexplicable feeling in his heart was a little ridiculous.

And at this moment, the huge white dragon suddenly bowed its head and slowly lowered its head.

It was only at this time that Bi Xuan and Zhao Deyan realized that above the head of the white dragon, there were still three ethereal figures like immortals.

"They are...... Who!?"

Bi Xuan clenched his fists and stared.

I saw that above the dragon's head, there were a man and two women.

The man is dressed in white and has white hair, the abundance is handsome, and the woman is alluring to the country and the city, as beautiful as a fairy, and the three of them stand together, just like a celestial man who came out of the picture scroll, making people dizzy and dazzled, and dare not look directly.

"Come by the dragon and fall from the sky......"

"These three, aren't they the immortal gods in the sky!?"

Zhao Deyan swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, his eyes were full of shock, and he stared at the three figures above the white dragon in a daze, his body trembling involuntarily.

Bi Xuan was silent, but in his eyes, there was an unprecedented sense of jealousy.

And at this moment, Mu Zhuolun, father and son, who were already on the verge of despair, also followed the gaze of Bi Xuan and the others and looked towards the white dragon that suddenly appeared.

But after seeing the figure above the dragon's head, the father and son were stunned for a moment, and then their expressions changed suddenly, their eyes widened, their mouths opened wide, and they couldn't help but exclaim together:

"Qingtong, Kasri, you two...... How could it be !? here".