Zhao Deyan is one of the three giants of the Demon Gate, and his martial arts cultivation is only under the evil king Shi Zhixuan and the yin queen Zhu Yuyan.

Even if Wuzun Bi Xuan defeated him back then, it was only after he used the Burning Sun Dafa that he overwhelmed Zhao Deyan.

However, at the moment, a person from the Central Plains who appeared out of nowhere could quietly appear in front of him under such a fierce offensive when he took the lead.

Zhao Deyan's heart immediately burst into a chill.

But at this moment, it is too late to do what he thinks.

In a hurry, he immediately withdrew the "Variety Diamond Spear" into his sleeve and struggled to reach out a palm.

I saw his five fingers open, like slow and fast, clumsy and clever, infinite changes, this is Zhao Deyan's ability to press the bottom of the box "Eighteen Claws of the Soul" of the starting style "Vermilion Bird Reject".

Seeing this, Lu Fengqiu's eyes remained unchanged, and he pressed down with one palm, and said in a cold voice: "The curve "save" the country, the vertical and horizontal technique, but unfortunately, you are not as good as Shi Zhixuan. “

Zhao Deyan responded in a hurry, where could he be able to withstand Lu Fengqiu.

Boom!

The wind blows!

Zhao Deyan only felt that an extremely cold palm force broke into his body, and he vomited blood in his mouth.

Zhao Deyan's figure retreated again and again, the essence in his eyes flashed, and when he heard Lu Fengqiu say that he was not as good as Shi Zhixuan, his face turned even pale.

Where was Lu Fengqiu willing to give him a chance to breathe, and he directly slapped it again.

Under the two moves, Zhao Deyan, the demon marshal who had not yet reached the Central Plains to become famous, died directly!

This instantaneous change made the Jieli Khan in front of the main tent shocked, Zhao Deyan's strength he knew better than anyone else, and he couldn't beat this person's two moves!

Who the hell is this person!

Jieli Khan shouted wildly in Turkic language, causing the Turkic warriors to rush towards Lu Fengqiu.

Lu Fengqiu exerted his strength with all his strength, and suddenly, he had already appeared by Jieli's side.

He pulled out the long knife at his waist, and his hand rose and fell, and a large head flew high.

Jieli's eyes widened angrily, and he still didn't figure out how this disaster could suddenly come until the moment he died.

Jieli himself can be regarded as a grandmaster-level master, but under Lu Fengqiu, he doesn't even have room to resist.

The people standing beside Jieli had already scattered and fled.

Someone shouted in Turkic: "Go and ask Lord Wuzun!" ”

The Turks are brave and ruthless, advocating the strong, and Lu Fengqiu killed Zhao Deyan and Jie Li as soon as he made a move, leaving a very big shadow in their hearts.

They all stepped back.

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

His gaze had already fallen on the ground level in the distance.

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

The man looked to be in his early thirties, his bronzed skin shining brightly in the sun's rays.

He came very quickly.

It was almost only a few breaths before he jumped into the camp.

I saw him hold the reins and jump up from the horse, his slender and strong legs made his whole body appear more erect.

He stood five zhang away, his expression was indifferent, and he exuded an inexplicable terrifying momentum, as if he was a god and demon who secretly ruled the prairie, and suddenly appeared in the world.

His majestic body seemed to be able to hold the sky, the wild linen robe draped on his body fluttered in the wind, and his palms were broad and broad, as if they contained the most terrifying power in the world.

The most exciting thing is that even if he stands there motionless, it seems to be like a sea full of dark waves, moving with stillness, and stillness with movement, teaching people to be completely unpredictable about his movements.

He had a tall and straight nose, long black hair tied up at the back of his shoulders in a bun, and his handsome and quaint face was like a bronze figure without the slightest blemish.

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

He is the invincible "Wuzun" Bi Xuan who has been invincible in the prairie and has been famous for decades!

As one of the three great masters in the world, Bi Xuan's name is known to the world!

Whether it is on the grassland or in the Central Plains, Wuzun Bixuan is an insurmountable mountain!

The Turkic warriors who had originally scattered and fled retreated behind Bi Xuan the moment they saw Bi Xuan appear.

All the Turkic warriors near and far fell silent for a moment and stood respectfully towards Bi Xuan, for them, Bi Xuan was not only the supreme leader of the spirit, but also a god-worshipped martial arts master.

The Turkic Great Khan can die, but as long as Bi Xuan is there, the soul of the Turks is there!

Bi Xuan's eyes were grim and profound, his essence flashed, and a cold smile floated from the corner of his mouth, he looked at Lu Fengqiu and said, "It's been a long, long time since anyone dared to come to the grassland to kill people so wantonly. ”

Lu Fengqiu looked at it with his hands in his hands 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: "Poor Dao Qingyunzi. ”

When Bi Xuan heard this, his eyes showed boundless battle intent, and his face finally had a trace of emotion.

"Is that you?"

"I heard that you fought against the five great monks of Buddhism in Middle-earth and defeated the Sanren Ning Daoqi, it seems that you really have this strength!"

"Good! Very good! ”

"It's been so many years that no one can make me feel the blood boiling!"

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

The next moment, Bi Xuan's figure suddenly came out, and the distance of five zhang was just a matter of moments for him.

I saw him jump up high and throw a punch at Lu Fengqiu!

This punch did not have the slightest sound of fist wind whistling, it was extremely bland!

But no one dares to underestimate this punch!

Because this is Bi Xuan's fist!

Without the vigor of the frenzy, the whole space became scorching and boiling in an instant!

It is like putting people in the middle of the vast, arid and hot desert of yellow sand!

All creatures have nothing to hide under this punch!

Lu Fengqiu raised his hand and stood up, and he also threw a punch, and said with a calm face: "The Yanyang Miraculous Skill is really extraordinary!" ”

The next moment, there was an incomparably scorching Yang True Qi gushing out from his fist, like the sun shining on the earth, sweeping all around!

Take Gang to overcome Gang!

Lu Fengqiu chose to punch Bi Xuan hard!

Seeing this, Bi Xuan's eyes flashed with strangeness, and his fist advanced forward at an astonishing speed.

Then at this time, there was a change again, and the heat around him was still heating up gradually, and there were no Turkic warriors within a radius of three zhang.

Such a master duel, even if the strength is released, it is not something they can bear.

Bi Xuan's fist strength can't be figured out, let alone mastered, but as if there is no slightest change, the collection of returning to the original and restoring is ever-changing in the same, such martial arts, the creation of heaven and earth.

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

But the changes contained in this punch are undetectable!

Rumble!

The fists of the two finally collided together!