Wuzun Bi Xuan, as one of the three great masters in the world, his decades of refined cultivation of the Yanyang Dafa can be described as famous in the martial arts, and he once relied on this skill to fight with the scattered Ning Daoqi to a draw, and even defeated the demon marshal Zhao Deyan in the trial move.

And now, under the guidance of Li Shimin, his martial arts are becoming more and more unfathomable.

His black hair was tied back in a bun, and his handsome and ancient face was like a bronze statue without the slightest blemish.

When he walked out of the tent, the air around him had a faint distortion. His eyes looked into the distance, where Shi Zhixuan and Ning Daoqi were fighting.

The feet stepped out step by step, and there was not the slightest strong wind howling at each step, but the space where they passed left a scorching heat, and the soldiers around them felt as if they were suddenly in the dry and hot desert, and had to retreat far away, looking at the man like the god of war in horror.

As he got closer and closer to the battlefield, the temperature above and below Bi Xuanzhou's body was getting higher and higher, he was slowly accumulating momentum, with the flow of internal strength, the Yanyang Dafa continued to improve its strength, and when he came to the battlefield, he would definitely raise his strength to an irreparable peak, and perform an earth-shattering blow.

It was naturally impossible for others to watch Bi Xuan accumulate momentum and strength so much, and a whistling sound came, and a black shadow rushed towards Bi Xuan's location like a meteor outside the sky.

The speed of the black shadow is so fast that it is impossible for ordinary people to see it, they just think it is some kind of hidden weapon fire, but with Bi Xuan's skills, he just knew the true body of the black shadow by concentrating lightly, which is a head, the head of the demon handsome Zhao Deyan.

Bi Xuan could even see clearly that the face of the third master of the Demon Sect was bloodless at the moment, full of resentment, surprise and fear.

The one who threw this head was naturally the sect leader of the Yin Sect. Yin Queen Zhu Yuyan, who noticed Bi Xuan's movements, wanted to directly use this head to interrupt Bi Xuan's action of accumulating strength mentally and physically at the same time, and she herself followed closely behind, and the eighteenth level of the Heavenly Demon Gong was operated to the twelfth success power.

Facing Wuzun Bi Xuan, of course she didn't dare to have any idea of keeping her hand and holding her up.

But Bi Xuan's martial arts were indeed beyond his imagination, facing the thrown head. Bi Xuan snorted coldly, and the whole piece of flesh and blood spontaneously combusted without fire, and turned into ashes in an instant.

Then the momentum of his whole person rose again under this blow, and the whole body burned with raging flames, and the terrifying high temperature turned the space of ten meters around him into a furnace, and Bi Xuan's fist was already like the sun falling from the sky, blasting towards Zhu Yuyan with absolute high temperature and strength.

Zhu Yuyan only felt that the heavens and the earth had turned into a sea of fire, whether it was front or back, left and right, up and down, there was no place where she could dodge. She knew that this was Bi Xuan's spirit that had firmly locked him, and under the traction of the qi machine, she had no way out.

With a loud shout at the moment, the heavenly demon aura turned into hundreds of different forces and bound towards Bi Xuan, but Bi Xuan was like a sun god descending to earth at this moment, and the power of the aura was directly smashed and disintegrated by his body before he got close, and finally the fist as vast as the sun and Zhu Yuyan's palms slammed together.

Rumble! Zhu Yuyan screamed. Spit blood from his mouth and flew out, every inch of his body. The bones and muscles were shattered, and he fell in a pool of blood, looking at Bi Xuan in the distance, the look in his eyes gradually disappeared.

And after Bi Xuan killed Zhu Yuyan with one palm, his momentum rose again. Under the flow of internal force, he broke through the peak step by step, and continued to walk in the direction of the battlefield, and the soldiers around him retreated to both sides like a tide under the overwhelming pressure.

But just in his momentum, he is infinitely high. Like a rising sun, an incomparable sword aura also rose from the direction of Luoyang City.

A person stood with his back against the gate of Luoyang City, without any weapons on his body, his body was as straight as a javelin, he was wearing a blue and blue hanging robe, he was as majestic as a mountain, his black hair was tied in a bun in red on the top of his head, and his hands were behind him.

Looking at it from the front, you can see that it is a handsome face without the slightest flaw, a pair of eyes like shining stars in the sky, his temples are frosted, but there is no trace of aging, but it gives people a kind of aristocratic temperament, and like a literati who has read poetry and books.

It is the owner of the Song valve, the heavenly knife Song Que.

He didn't have a knife in his hand, but Zhou's body was full of knife energy, leaving knife marks on the ground, city walls, and air currents from time to time, just like countless invisible knives cutting vertically and horizontally in the void.

Under his infinitely improved sword intent, it immediately collided with Bi Xuan's momentum, although they were separated by thousands of meters, their hearts felt a slight shock at the same time, and they subconsciously took a step back, which was a fierce collision of heart and will.

Under the traction of the qi machine, the two took a step at the same time, and walked in their respective directions at the same time without seeing each other, which was a kind of spiritual mystical induction, and the two had each been promoted to the peak of their state, and when they met each other, they would naturally strike a shocking blow.

Not to mention the two battles between Martial Venerable Bi Xuan and Heavenly Sword Song Que, the Evil King Shi Zhixuan and the Sanren Ning Daoqi, in fact, if it was a year ago, these two battles can be called the pinnacle duel in the martial arts, which is enough to attract the attention of everyone in the world.

But now, these two battles can be called appetizers at most before the start of the big war.

With the participation of the four supreme masters, a few minutes later, Li Shimin slowly stood up from the futon, and the entire Tang army also began to move, surrounding the four people who were fighting.

On Li Shimin's side, Cihang Jingzhai, Likong, the Four Great Holy Monks, Qu Ao, Tuli, Bafenghan, Li Shentong and others were ready to move, and locked Song Que and Shi Zhixuan with infinite hostility.

In Luoyang City, one by one the figures also walked slowly towards the location of the military camp, Tianjun Xi Ying, Meridian Sword Zuo Youxian, Dusty Rong Fengxiang, perverse Shi You Bird Tired, Yang Yanxu hiding in the dark, as well as Earth Sword Song Zhi, Dugu Valve You Chuhong, Dugu Feng, one after another masters got the help of Tianji Moke and Earth Pole Moke, all of them broke through the original realm, and rushed towards the military formation with a posture that ordinary people could not interfere with at all.

A rain of arrows shot out of the military formation, but none of the arrows could pierce the protective qi of many masters, and the arrows were directly smashed into pieces, and even most of the sharp arrows could not hit these masters who were sprinting at high speed. (To be continued......)