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

After hearing Huo Qingtong's words, Mu Zhuolun's father and son were shocked.

Flip your hands and kill five hundred golden wolf riders.

This kind of strength can only be described by the word horror!

The father and son glanced at each other, and subconsciously looked at the handsome figure together, and an indescribable sense of awe suddenly emerged in their eyes.

And at this moment, in the face of the menacing Turkic warriors, Ji Changan just glanced at him lightly, and didn't seem to bother to do it, just casually threw out a sentence.

"Foolish. "

"Xiaobai, give them something awesome and take a look. "

The next moment, after receiving the master's instructions, the white dragon suddenly let out an earth-shattering long groan, and immediately opened the dragon's mouth, spewing out a cold current like a glacier.

Whew-

The cold wind howls and the ice river turns.

Almost instantly, "Twenty-Nine-Seven" swept through like a winter rage, directly turning hundreds of Turkic warriors into ice sculptures covered in frost and snow.

This scene is really shocking.

It's like the god of the snow-capped mountains sending down his wrath and turning into a storm of ice and snow that can freeze everything!

These Turkic Golden Wolf Guards, who are known for their cruelty and good fighting, were as small as ants under the mighty power of the white dragon, and they were slaughtered with almost no ability to resist!

Witnessing this shocking scene, everyone present, whether it was the Turks or the Hui, was shocked and froze in place.

It's horrible!

In just a split second, hundreds of lives were harvested!

This white dragon really lives up to its name as a divine beast!

Huo Qingtong's Kasli sisters, as well as Mu Zhuolun, Huo Ayi's father and son were all dumbfounded, looking at the white ice sculpture in disbelief, and the shock in their hearts was beyond measure.

Although they had also seen Ji Changan's ability, they never thought that just one of his mounts could have such god-like power!

And on the other side.

Martial Venerable Bi Xuan, who is famous on the desert and is known as the demon god, at this moment, looking at the hundreds of Turkic warriors who were frozen in ice, there was also an unprecedented horror in his eyes.

"This ...... Is this the power of a true dragon?!"

"It's really terrifying, no wonder the Central Plains regards it as a god......"

Bi Xuan's eyes were moved, looking at the huge white dragon, his eyes were full of jealousy.

Although with his ability, he was able to slaughter hundreds of samurai, but it was never as easy and casual as the white dragon.

The strength of this white dragon is simply terrifying.

Even, above him.

So here's the problem.

Since the mounts are so terrifying, what kind of terrifying strength will the owner of this white dragon have?

Bi Xuan's heart sank, and an unprecedented chill quietly surged into his heart.

And at this moment, Zhao Deyan, who was beside him, was even more frightened and pale, his soul was unbearable, his whole body was trembling all over his body, where was he still half a master of the Demon Gate?

"Wicked...... It's just demonic...... How could such evil be born in the world......"

Ji Changan seemed to hear the whisper of this demon handsome, his sword eyebrows raised a cold arc, his eyes became a little colder, and he sneered:

"Are you also worthy of being among the eight masters of the Demon Gate? Although the rest of the people are also good and bad, they will not be dogs with barbarians!"

"What Ji despises the most in his life is that you are a slave who is a slave with a minion!"

Before the words fell, I saw Ji Changan suddenly pointing into a sword and lightly pointing towards the void.

In an instant, the void distorted, and a wisp of invisible sword qi swept out silently.

Zhao Deyan was scolded in a trance, and before he could react, he only felt a chill in his eyebrows, and subconsciously wanted to dodge sideways, but suddenly felt that his body couldn't move at all, as if he was locked.

"It's over, my life is over—"

A terrifying thought quietly emerged from Zhao Deyan's heart.

The next moment, his eyebrows were already pierced by that wisp of invisible sword qi, and his frightened expression froze on his face, and he fell to the ground with a whimper.

One of the so-called eight masters of the Demon Gate, Demon Marshal Zhao Deyan.

didn't even let out a scream, and he had already fallen under Ji Changan's six-vein divine sword!

At this moment, looking at the dead body, not to mention ordinary Turkic people, even land immortal-level masters such as Wuzun Bi Xuan, there was an indescribable chill in their hearts.

Zhao Deyan's martial arts are not weak. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Otherwise, he would not be regarded as his right-hand man and personally named the Turkic national teacher........

Even if he Bi Xuan attacked with all his strength, he might not be able to kill him within ten moves!

But now, he died at the hands of a young man.

This kind of impact, Rao is Bi Xuan's heart, and he can't help but feel a little shocked.

unimaginable.

What kind of realm has this young man's martial arts reached.

Do you want to be above the deity?

Bi Xuan's face sank like water, he slowly raised his head, his eyes were full of jealousy, staring at Ji Chang'an, and after a long time, he asked in a deep voice:

"Boy, you have such a martial arts, you are by no means an unknown person, who are you?"

Ji Changan stood with his hands in his hands, his expression calm, and said lightly:

"I'm just an ordinary passerby passing through this place. "

Passerby?

Unremarkable?

When Huo Qingtong and the others heard this, their faces were a little strange.

Boy. []

You're too modest, aren't you?

How can there be such an ordinary passerby as you in the world?

Bi Xuan's face turned pale, he forcibly held back the anger in his heart, and said in a deep voice:

"I have heard that there is a person in the Great Sui Dynasty, named Ning Daoqi, who is quite famous in the rivers and lakes, and is the number one master in the Central Plains, who is stronger or weaker between you and him?"

When Ji Changan heard this, his eyes became a little stranger, he touched his chin, and said with a smile:

"Sanren Ning Dodger, this is 1.5 I know, and I have had a fight. "

"How's it going?"

Bi Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked with some curiosity.

"Unfortunately, he died at my hands. "

Ji Changan's fluttering words shocked Bi Xuan's heart.

Scattered people rather Dodge, but died at the hands of the other party?

Although he had never set foot in the Central Plains, because he was tied for the three masters, Bi Xuan knew the name of Ning Daoqi very well, and he also knew that his martial arts had reached the level of a land immortal.

But it was such a land immortal, but he died at the hands of the young man opposite.

This kind of news is really shocking.

If it weren't for the scene where he had just witnessed Ji Changan controlling the divine dragon and killing Zhao Deyan in seconds, I'm afraid Bi Xuan wouldn't have dreamed of it.

On the other side, this young and somewhat excessive boy in white would have such terrifying strength!.