"Kill!" Bi Xuan forgot about life and death, forgot about success or failure, because the Temple of the God of War was at his feet, his heart swelled with incomparable confidence and obsession. Heavenly sound.' 2. "This is the place where I rise, and here I will slay a strong enemy!" "No matter how Huang came here, he was going to beat him to death. This point is simple and clear, Bi Xuan abandoned all trivial matters in the fierce battle and devoted himself to killing Huang.

He showed an incomparably brilliant brilliance at this moment, his moves, true qi, and momentum reached their peak at this moment, and Huang was not facing a single person, but the harshest scorching sun in the desert. "It's so much fun." Huang pulled the corners of his mouth and competed with Bi Xuan-for-tat. He saw the unique thinking of the great master of this world, which was the crystallization of Bi Xuan's lifelong thinking about martial arts and life. This is a valuable reference for Huang. This world has already stepped into the level of "immortal", and the shattered void really exists.

Bi Xuan's destructive power finally has an upper limit, and he often wields it at the moment, although he shows a strong spiritual influence, but in the end, he does not change his material form. His true qi is extremely hot, and it is even more powerful in the desert environment, but it is also a common characteristic to use his true qi to derive cold and heat attributes. Bi Xuan didn't take a single step after all. His true qi rolled out wildly, like a god, Huang did not use a strong attack, he kept using the same strength to fight against Bi Xuan, and his momentum control became more and more exquisite.

Bi Xuan felt that he was challenging the king of heaven and earth, and the next moment he was about to encounter inevitable destruction, and his mind was even depressed because of this, which was unimaginable for him to abandon everything and go all out. In front of him, Li Shimin had the air of a king more than any Turkic Great Khan, and Bi Xuan had an urge to bow down to his subordinates in his heart. He bit the tip of his tongue and suppressed this crazy thought, shocked by Li Shimin's terrible temperament.

Among the masters in the world, most of the temperament is to make themselves look great, because they are cultivating the spirit from the true qi, so everyone's temperament fully reveals the characteristics of their own exercises. They use this to deter the enemy, a small number of people can let the influence of others, make people feel the joy of rebirth, Cihang Jingzhai people love, this is already a rare miracle, the other party is the leader of the white road in the world, and the force is also extremely terrifying.

Only the highest level of divine power can influence people's opinions. Cihang Jingzhai still "has a good relationship" with people, but Huang's current aura makes people bow their heads, how can this not make Bi Xuan despair. He finally understood that Huang Zai's spirit had reached an unimaginable realm. There is an infinite distance between pleasing others and convincing others, so doesn't Cihang Jingzhai want to become stronger? The predecessors of the past generations, after all, no one can achieve this.

"His martial arts, combined with his hegemony, is a wonderful match, how can people stop it!" This person has practiced martial arts and cultivated the temperament of a king, but he still does things to dominate the world, Bi Xuan can already see that the other party has swept the world, and the military generals of Wenchen have taken over countless people, and finally the land shrouded in the blue sky is all under control. There has never been such an emperor, not only by force and imagination, but also by wisdom and perfect governance, Bi Xuan seems to see the future of the demise of his clan.

The feeling in his heart finally turned into resoluteness: "I will never allow it here!" This is the last thing I will do for the Turks! He ignored his vitality, his true qi boiled, and blood oozed out of his seven orifices, and he was instead steamed dry by the blazing true qi, leaving black and red traces. His bun had already been shattered in the wildness of his true qi, and now his hair was scattered, his face was bloody, but his expression was cold and deadly. He swung three times as much power as before, and he made the fastest move before.

Boom, Huang caught Bi Xuan's punch to the ribs with one hand, and his strength overflowed, making his clothes hunt. He looked at Bi Xuan and exclaimed: "It is worthy of His Excellency Wuzun, when it is decided, it will be decided, and he will kill himself to become benevolent, and he will also get rid of the great enemy for his clan." This kind of feeling makes me, the enemy country, feel admiration. ”

However, this sacrifice did not make any achievements, Bi Xuan felt deeply sad, he tried his best to suddenly burst into a strong offensive, and he must seriously injure Huang with a "sneak attack" in the first wave of attacks, but he didn't expect his sudden explosion, in exchange for Huang's more encrypted and impermeable blocking and counterattack. The opponent only has two percent of the attack, not because of lack of strength, but because of the huge strength that he retained.

The waves of qi caused by the two people fighting each other left intricate traces on the sand under their feet, like a puzzling modern art painting. In those lines and swirls, there are countless strong collisions and attacks between Huang and Bi Xuan.

The sand and dust are getting bigger and bigger, Huang even closed his eyes, he does not rely on telekinesis, but uses hearing and touch to fight the enemy Bi Xuan. The most important induction between the two is still the confrontation of qi and machine, and Huang finally surpassed his telekinesis at this time and evolved the "spiritual sense" into an independent sensing ability. It is a sense of distance, the starting point of the fantasy world towards the mortal.

Huang Jing stood quietly in the waves of yellow sand, and opposite him, Bi Xuan maintained the last offensive posture, and his body gradually lost its strength. Eventually, he ran out of oil and drained the last of his life force. Before his punch was halfway there, Huang Yige shattered his last spirit. His eyes were bothered, and his face showed a kind of helplessness and relief. At the end of his life, he had done his best. Li Shimin has been out of his power, and he has done what he can.

Huang was touched by his integrity and sacrifice, but this still could not hide the great damage that Bi Xuan had done to the Central Plains. As a human being, he is honorable, but as an enemy, he has no dignity. Think of the Chinese people who were killed by the disciples and grandchildren of Bi Xuan, they died quietly, like weeds that had been cut off. Could it be that they are all human beings, but they are one level lower than Bi Xuan?

The Turks sacked the Han land, I don't know how many places, men were beheaded, women were taken captive, and they became slaves and fertility machines in the steppe. Their youth was devoured, most were quickly tortured to death, and the Turks had already begun the next batch of looting.

In the face of Bi Xuan, who fought to the death, Huang just wanted to say: "A beautiful woman, why should you be a thief?" "His hero, my enemy, this world has always been so simple and crude.

"Huh." Huang sneered, and with a wave of the Heavenly Sword, he beheaded Bi Xuan. Even if he had any secret technique of faking his death, it would be completely out of order. Fortunately, Bi Xuan did not use this method, otherwise he would have been suffocated to death again.

Everyone is a mortal enemy, so there is no need to talk about those false. Huang said in a low voice: "Bi Xuan, I want to borrow your head for a use, and repay him in his way, you don't have the face to say that I am cruel......"