At the end of the mountain road, a majestic figure appeared in front of Qingyang Temple.

Most people were still immersed in the shock of defeating Zuo Youxian with one move, no one paid attention to Song Xing's gaze, only Zhu Yuyan and Wan Wan noticed, and followed Song Xing's gaze to look outside Qingyang Temple, and when they saw the figure that appeared at the door of the Taoist Temple, they were all shocked in their hearts.

The person who came was tall and abnormal, exuding an inexplicable and inexplicable awe-inspiring momentum, his bronzed skin shimmered with a dazzling luster, and his legs were extraordinarily long, making his majestic body more capable of supporting the starry sky, and the wild linen robe draped on his body was blowing in the wind, and his palms were wide and broad, which seemed to contain the most terrifying power in the world.

His jet-black hair is tied back in a bun, and his handsome and quaint face is like a bronze cast portrait without the slightest blemish.

The tall and straight nose is embedded with a pair of eyes full of bewitching charm, cold and radiant, but it does not reveal the changes and feelings in his heart, making people feel that he can destroy anyone or anything at any time, and there will be no guilt afterwards.

Zhu Yuyan could no longer maintain the breezy expression on her face, and looked at the visitor with a solemn expression, and the visitor had not yet stepped into the Qingyang Temple, which had already made her feel a great sense of oppression.

There are only three or five people in the world who can make her feel this way, and they are the three great masters who are respected by the Turkic people.

The specific details of the battle of Baling, Wan Wan had reported to Zhu Yuyan, and naturally also mentioned the two disciples of Wuzun, to Zhu Yuyan's surprise, for the sake of longevity, Wuzun Bi Xuan would actually go to Qingyang Mountain.

When more and more people recognized Bi Xuan's identity, the front of the Qingyang Hall became more and more quiet until it was silent.

The name of the person, the shadow of the tree, and the name of the three great masters in the world have suppressed the rivers and lakes for decades, even if Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling are just starting out of the rivers and lakes, they have heard of their prestige.

Ordinary people in the rivers and lakes, just hearing their names, can't help but retreat, and now what appears in front of them is Wuzun, who has respected the Turks for decades and has never been defeated.

Respected by martial arts, and being able to sit on this title for decades, is enough to show Bi Xuan's strength.

Tuoba Yu, who stood behind Bi Xuan, stepped forward and said loudly: "Turkic Wuzun visited Lao Junguan. ”

The eyes of everyone in the square all moved to Song Xing, and Bi Xuan's appearance shocked everyone present so much that they directly ignored the battle between Zuo Youxian and Bichen.

Even Zuo Youxian himself, after getting up and seeing Bi Xuan appear, became angry and did not dare to come out, and at the same time he was depressed and secretly happy.

What about your promotion to the congenital level, if you offend the great master Wuzun, it is a question whether Lao Junguan can survive.

In front of everyone's eyes, Song Xing smiled slightly, "Wuzun came to the temple, and he was disappointed. ”

Bi Xuan looked at Song Xing, and there seemed to be a starry sky in his eyes: "There is no need to say polite words, you want to see me, I am here, what about my apprentice?" ”

Song Xing waved his hand, the main gate of the main hall behind him was retreated, and the three of them slowly walked out from behind the door, Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling left and right, and it was Chun Yuwei who walked in the middle.

Chun Yuwei walked out of the hall, looked up and saw Bi Xuan, and was immediately overjoyed: "Master! ”

Song Xing smiled, pointed at Chun Yuwei and said: "Wuzun's disciple is here, Lao Junguan treats him politely, and he has not hurt him in the slightest, I heard that Wuzun has not been out of the Turks for several years, so I have no choice but to let Your Excellency come in this way." ”

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Bi Xuan looked at Song Xing's face, which was younger than his own disciple, and said with interest: "When others mention the name of Wuzun, they can't go as far as they want, you deliberately killed my eighteen horsemen, and intentionally lured me to the Central Plains, are you really not afraid of death?" ”

"Or," Bi Xuan turned his head to look at the other demon sects in the square, and his gaze stopped on Zhu Yuyan for a moment, "Do you think that relying on this rabble, you can save your life?" ”

Bi Xuanqun's mocking language suddenly exploded in the square, the people of the Demon Gate are all cruel and tyrannical, at first they were in awe of the name of Wuzun, but now they see Bi Xuan stepping himself and others into the mud, naturally they can't tolerate it.

Except for An Long, who still had a shallow smile on his face, the other two factions and six realms all had gloomy faces, and Zhu Yuyan, who was known as an incompetent person, was the first to speak:

"Wuzun Bi Xuan, you can claim the king and hegemony in the Turks, forget it, when you arrive in the Central Plains, if you make a lot of nonsense, be careful that you can't go back to the Turks."

Although Bi Xuan was talking to Song Xing just now, what he said was the face of the Demon Gate, and Zhu Yuyan, who thought that he was the first person in the Demon Gate, if he didn't speak at this time, he would have no prestige in the Demon Gate in the future.

What kind of demon sect is the first person, when he saw Wuzun Bi Xuan, he didn't even dare to say a word of cruelty.

So even if Zhu Yuyan knew that speaking out at this time would be equivalent to blocking the arrow for Song Xing, she had to stand up and speak for the Demon Gate.

Facing Zhu Yuyan's angry rebuke, Bi Xuan glanced at her contemptuously: "The Central Plains Demon Gate is declining more and more, it's not for no reason, so many men actually let a woman be the master of the house, you should be glad that you weren't born in our Turks." ”

As a steppe nomadic people, the Turkic people are endowed with a variety of resources, but they migrate with the aquatic grass, and take animal husbandry and hunting as their business, and all the tribes are dominated by males and females are subordinate.

Although Bi Xuan is a martial artist, the idea of male superiority and female inferiority in his heart has not changed, and when he saw Zhu Yuyan talking to him on behalf of the Demon Gate, the disdain on his face was overflowing.

Zhu Yuyan hated others to talk about her gender the most in her life, and said with a touch of anger on her face: "The Turkic barbarians are hard to change, and I am really afraid that you will not succeed." ”

Zhu Yuyan stepped out in one step, and the momentum was vigorous, and a whirlwind surged in the square in an instant, and the battle was about to break out.

Bi Xuan looked at Zhu Yuyan indifferently, raised his hand and smashed it on the head: "Since you are not afraid, then try it." ”

Zhu Yuyan let out a cold roar, the Heavenly Demon True Qi exploded, and the space within a radius of several zhang instantly fell into a backward and backward situation, and the Infinite Heavenly Demon True Qi emanated from Zhu Yuyan's hand, forming an invisible chessboard in front of Bi Xuan.

The most middle piece on the chessboard is Bi Xuan himself.

Bi Xuan suddenly felt that his body sank, as if a mountain was pressing on his body, and even the fist he swung out had a great sense of restraint.

Heavenly magic force field, binding the enemy invisible!

A faint cold light flashed in Zhu Yuyan's eyes: "The sky is a chess game, and people are chess pieces. ”

Zhu Yuyan's use of the Heavenly Demon True Qi is even more on top of Wan Wan, the Heavenly Demon True Qi used by Wan Wan is just a chaotic spider web to bind the enemy, and Zhu Yuyan's Heavenly Demon True Qi is bound by layers of laws around Bi Xuan's body, which increases the binding power of the Heavenly Demon True Qi several times.

Zhu Yuyan is confident that once she falls into her own 'chessboard', Ren Bixuan has the ability to reach the sky, and she can't easily break free.

Facing the space around him that suddenly became heavy, Bi Xuan's eyes did not change in the slightest, and even the posture of his punch remained unchanged, and there was no wind between the punches, but with his punches, the space around him was scorching and boiling.

Zhu Yuyan, who was locked by Bi Xuan's fist, suddenly felt as if she was trapped in the desert, and the surrounding air instantly became dry and hot, and the heat continued to rise.

What shocked her even more was that the air around her body seemed to be forced away with Bi Xuan's punch, and it made people unable to breathe.

An invisible aura burst out from his body with Bi Xuan's fist, and a silent airflow came out, directly breaking the corner of the 'chessboard'.

Syllable!

After a few moves, Zhu Yuyan's face changed slightly, and she sensed a terrifying scorching true qi, trying to invade her body through her arm, and the invisible chessboard in the air was even more shattered by Bi Xuan's body.

Without waiting for her to change her moves, Bi Xuan's fist had already crossed the space, shattering Zhu Yuyan's True Qi defense in front of her, and Ling Qi directly blasted through her defense, smashing it out with unrivaled strength.