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Seeing Bi Xuan appear, tens of thousands of Turkic troops suddenly looked at Bi Xuan with fanatical faces, as if they had taken tonics, and they no longer had the previous frustration. With Bi Xuan's gesture, tens of thousands of troops retreated one after another, giving up the place.

"Sure enough, it is the long-famous Taoist Gaodi in the Central Plains, which is really unusual. Today's battle is enough to make you famous all over the world. Let me leave everything behind and come immediately, you can be said to have no regrets even though you die. Bi Xuan ignored the tens of thousands of fanatical troops, and looked at Qin Yun leisurely, his eyes were grim and profound, his essence flashed, a cold smile floated from the corner of his mouth, and he said lightly in Chinese.

Qin Yun casually set the spear in his hand to the side, and suddenly sank into the ground by more than three inches. He immediately looked at Bi Xuan, feeling that this old boy's martial arts were not easy to say, but the performance of the pretending ratio was enough to give full marks, and immediately sneered and said: "It seems that the Turks are nothing more than that, like a group of nursing babies, and now they are starting to call adults!" ”

Qin Yun's words made tens of thousands of Turkic troops ashamed, but they couldn't refute it, and the eyes that looked at Qin Yun were full of ferocity and anger, as well as a trace of deep fear!

"Boy arrogance!" Bi Xuan snorted coldly.

Before the voice fell, he suddenly moved to Qin Yun's half-zhang place like a magic change, and his right fist slammed out.

Contrary to Qin Yun's expectations, Bi Xuan's punch did not have the slightest sound of fist wind whistling, nor did it bring half of the strength, but it made Qin Yun feel that all the counteroffensive routes around him were blocked by the fist, and there was only one way to retreat.

At this moment, Qin Yun had the terrible feeling that he couldn't help himself and wanted to rush forward. Suddenly, retreat became impossible.

Bi Xuan's punch was fundamentally unavoidable, forcing Qin Yun to have no choice but to fight hard.

Qin Yun felt the great power of this punch, but he still didn't have the strength to soar, and his strength was the same. The whole space was scorching and boiling, as if you were naked for many days in the vast, arid and hot, daunting desert of yellow sand, and on the verge of dying of thirst.

The miraculous work of the hot sun is well deserved.

"The true meaning of the hot sun!" For the first time, Qin Yun felt the artistic conception of a martial artist other than himself, or the artistic conception of Dacheng, and he suddenly saw joy in his heart.

Qin Yun's right hand was held in the void, and the Broken Sword appeared in his hand out of thin air, and the ruthless sword intent was urged, pointing at Bi Xuan's figure from afar. The cold sword light, carrying endless sharpness, rushed straight towards Bi Xuan, giving Bi Xuan a great sense of threat.

Compared with marksmanship, Qin Yun is better at and trusts swordsmanship.

Bi Xuan was startled by the sudden appearance of the broken sword, but he didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that it was just some Taoist occult arts. His fist is advancing at an astonishing high speed, suddenly changing, the heat is constantly heating up, unmeasurable, and uncontrollable, but it seems to have no change at all, returning to the original and restoring the myriad changes in the unchanged.

Such martial arts, the creation of heaven and earth!

Qin Yun felt that the sword he swung out, facing this higher-level boxing skill, had become a child's play like an axe in the class. But he had no choice, he shouted violently, carried the Heavenly Eagle Gong, stepped on the Xuanbu, and did his best, facing Bi Xuan's seemingly unchanging fist, the sword broke the arc that conformed to the most rational and subtle arc of heaven and earth, and went all out to meet Bi Xuan's unrelenting expansion and the punch that filled the universe.

Of course, Bi Xuan's fist would not get bigger, but it was only because of its momentum that it completely overwhelmed him and affected his mind, that this illusion of vision was born.

Qin Yun's eyes froze, and the ruthless sword intent urged, slashing the invading fist intent in his heart, and immediately slashed at Bi Xuan.

At the moment before the fist and sword clash, Bi Xuan's majestic body sprinting forward was almost impossible, his feet were lightly supported, and he actually rose slightly from the ground, his fist turned into a palm, and he became a slamming sword blade from a higher angle. Qin Yun was caught off guard, he didn't have time to change his moves, he could only watch Bi Xuan's sudden change, there was no way to do it, and he lost a trick miserably.

"Peng!" With a loud bang, Qin Yun's broken sword shook up and down, emitting a "buzzing" sword whine. He himself was also like an electric shock, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and the meridians of his whole body were hot and painful, and he had a terrifying feeling that he couldn't be lucky.

I have to say that compared to an old great master like Bi Xuan, a martial artist like Qin Yun, who has the combat power of a great grandmaster, but has not been promoted to a new grandmaster for a long time, is still far inferior. Not only is it deep in terms of internal strength, but also in terms of experience, insight and martial arts accumulation.

Fortunately, Qin Yun didn't have no hole cards, otherwise he wouldn't dare to come alone.

Qin Yun himself has achieved a successful body refining and his qi and blood are complete, but there is nothing wrong, just a slight injury. That scorching energy was expelled in the blink of an eye as soon as Qin Yun moved. However, the Broken Sword in his hand was only an ordinary product, and it was not up to the level of a divine soldier. Under Bi Xuan's fist like a god and demon, he couldn't support it in the end, and the sound of "ping" broke in two.

Seeing that the long sword in Qin Yun's hand was broken, Bi Xuan relied on his identity and did not continue to attack, but looked at Qin Yun coldly.

"It is worthy of the three great grandmasters, I underestimated the enemy!" Qin Yun dropped the remaining hilt of the sword, looked at Bi Xuan and said.

Bi Xuan stood leisurely two feet away, his cold face showed a satisfied smile, shook his head, and sighed: "Since the battle with Ning Daoqi more than thirty years ago, I have never been so happy. If you can block my full force, you will be famous forever. By the way, what's your name? ”

He didn't ask before, because he didn't think it was necessary, because dead people don't need to know, even if he did something that caused a sensation before. Now that Qin Yun had received his full blow, he had not suffered major injuries, so that Bi Xuan had finally begun to look up.

Qin Yun wasn't annoyed, he just said lightly: "My name is Qin Yun, remember this name!" ”

He has never relied on his words as his ability, and his actions are the most direct.

Bi Xuan looked at Qin Yun tightly, and for the first time, he had a murderous intent. Although he was two zhang away, Qin Yun could no longer feel the night breeze of the prairie, as if he was in the arid flames of the great desert. Bi Xuan was locking Qin Yun with the Burning Sun Dafa, making it difficult for him to escape if he wanted to.

The scorching sun Dafa is like the scorching sun over the desert, which is not very good at first, but it is unavoidable, and it can eventually dry you into a pile of white bones.

Qin Yun's right hand shook the void again, and the nameless sword that had been silent for a long time appeared in his hand again. After a "please advise", the nameless sword pointed upward, and the person followed the sword to Changhong, shooting towards Bi Xuan like a strong arrow off the string, full of indomitable thoughts.

Bi Xuan showed an admiring look, his body moved, and suddenly disappeared out of thin air. There is no impression in the slightest, as if this is the way it is ahead!

Qin Yun could no longer feel Bi Xuan's breath, even the Yan Yang Qi disappeared at all, which made him suddenly shocked in his heart.

When the master fights, even if he is blindfolded, he can still grasp the opponent's advance and retreat from the subtle changes in the opponent's strength. The clarity of its sensing is better than a beacon in the dark night, so that both sides know the changes of attack and defense, so that they will not miss the slightest.