"You threaten Ben Khan, Ben Khan has a Turkic army of 300,000, and he will definitely be able to kill you in this Cloud City!" Shibi Khan suddenly calmed down after a burst of annoyance, and said with a fierce look in his eyes staring at Taixuan.

"It's a pity, I only need to kill you for a moment now, after you die, how will you know that your Turkic army will avenge you, and not fight for this khan position. What's more, this Cloud City can't trap me yet, I want to leave, the 300,000 army can't stay!" Tai Xuan said lightly, the sword intent of killing descended on Shibi Khan and the two guards, and the three of them suddenly found that death was in front of them, and the man standing in the hall was completely in control of their life and death.

For a while, the atmosphere in the hall became even more tense, and the chill of slaughter had already chilled the snowy Cloudsdale outside. Shibi Khan's face began to sweat, as if the temperature in the hall was very high, and the heat made him sweat constantly.

After a long time, Shibi Khan looked sad and said decadently: "What do you want to do when you fall to the ground?

"Yang Guang's life or death is my business, and there are three things to find you.

The first thing is to help me pass on the word Bi Xuan, I want to decide life and death with him, take care of your subordinates, don't play tricks, I'm worried that you will die in the chaotic battle, of course, if I die in the competition, you don't need to do the last two things.

The second thing is that I will make a covenant with you, that you will not be allowed to lead troops or columns south in your lifetime, and I will not come to trouble you, but I will write it in black and white and stamp your Khan's seal, and I will also sign and draw it.

The third thing is that you can be regarded as the Ninety-Five Supreme after all, much more expensive than Zhao Deyan, and I don't want more, 50,000 taels of gold, 50,000 taels of silver, 50,000 cattle, five sheep, 50,000 horses, you can do it for your friendship, which big boss opposes, you can't hold it back, I will reason with him when I report it, and don't report it. ”

Taixuan was unhurried and said something earth-shattering, which made Shan Meixian next to him surprised when he heard it.

"It's too much of a deception, you barbarian of the Central Plains!" Shibi Khan shouted loudly after hearing this.

"If you can't talk about it, forget it, I'll take your head and wait for Bi Xuan to take it!" Tai Xuan chuckled, slowly reaching out to draw his sword.

"Slow, Ben Khan agreed!" Shibi Khan's face changed quickly, comparable to the speed of Sichuan opera.

"Look at how good this is, why do you have to work hard, spend money to eliminate disasters, hello, hello, everyone. Don't play tricks, as long as I remember the breath, there is no hiding place for you in this world, I still hope you don't risk yourself!" Tai Xuan said slowly from a smile to a stern face.

Five days later, thousands of miles of yellow clouds and daylight, the north wind blew geese and snow, the howling cold wind blew in the clouds in the Turkic royal city, the open space outside the first Khan's tooth tent, the middle was nine zhang away, Tai Xuan, Bi Xuan two people stood opposite.

Tai Xuan looked at Bi Xuan opposite, and Bi Xuan was also looking at Tai Xuan.

Bi Xuan stood proudly, looking like only thirty people, majestic body, bronzed skin flashing with dazzling luster, long legs, perfect physique, the wild hemp robe draped on the body fluttered with the cold wind, the left palm was wide and broad, it seemed to contain the most terrifying power in the world, the right hand carried a ninety-nine pounds of moon wolf spear, the black hair was straight back into a bun, the handsome and ancient face was like a bronze cast without the slightest flawless portrait, but the whole body exuded an evil and inexplicable terrifying momentum, as if it was the gods and demons who secretly ruled the prairie, ordinary people only looked at it enough to make people unforgettable, making people palpitate。 Standing there is like a sea full of undercurrents, with stillness in movement, and movement in stillness, teaching people to be completely unpredictable in its movement.

Tai Xuan was dressed in a cyan robe, standing quietly in the heavens and the earth, and suddenly seemed to melt into the wind, and the person also disappeared into the wind, and a sword light slashed towards Bi Xuan. Bi Xuan lifted the Moon Wolf Spear like a thick city wall to catch this sword light, making a loud "bell" sound, the sword light disappeared, and the surrounding guards with the sound shook their ears, and their hearts were dull. The sword light kept slashing over with the cold wind, and Bi Xuan was like a wave surging through the tide, constantly building a protective wall to block the sword light coming from the wind. The sound of bells, bells, and bells was endless, and the guards around them began to fall to the ground unconscious, and some began to bleed from the seven orifices, and the guards behind the frightened kept retreating, until a mile later, the entire guards of the Khan's tooth tent, slaves, and dancing girls all withdrew from the two of them and went out of the tooth tent, and there were only seven innate masters in the tooth tent, and the unaffected ones were watching.

The sky is dark and oppressive, and it is a sign that it is going to snow, the cold wind is even greater, Taixuan's people have been hiding in the wind, the sword in his hand blends into the cold wind, and keeps blowing towards Bi Xuan along the cold wind, after six hundred swords, the sword light begins to become weaker and weaker, and the sound of the two sides fighting each other is getting smaller and smaller, after nine hundred swords, there is no sound to hear, and no sword light can be seen.

Bi Xuan was already vigilant in his heart when the sword light gradually disappeared, until the sword light completely disappeared and merged into the cold wind, in Bi Xuan's induction, the cold wind blowing in the sky was Taixuan's sword, and he was completely shrouded in the sword. Suddenly, Bi Xuan discarded the Moon Wolf Spear in his hand, clenched his fists with both hands, and the momentum on his body began to rise, but the surrounding space was scorching and boiling, and the rolling heat wave rushed to all directions, such as emptying the surrounding air, forming an invisible aura with a diameter of more than six zhang with himself as the center, simulating all kinds of heat waves that can affect the surrounding airflow, constantly squeezing out the cold wind everywhere around, and the fist in his heart has been condensed.

The cold wind was blowing, and the wind suddenly accelerated towards Bi Xuan, rotating around Bi Xuan, blowing out the heat wave, and directly forming a Gang wind hood with a diameter of seven zhang around Bi Xuan, and you can clearly see that the rolling cyan wind blade is annihilating the hot Gang Qi heat wave airflow, and it is rapidly approaching the center inch by inch.

A tea time, Bi Xuan's aura disappeared, Tai Xuan also appeared in front of people, the entire tooth tent in the open space, there was no wind, Tai Xuan sword crossed a graceful arc, elegant, soft as a gentle wind caressed Bi Xuan's outstretched fists like a big day, the soft wind blew out the sun and leaked into the gap between the fists, and the tip of the sword was on Bi Xuan's forehead and eyebrows.

"What a move of the wind sword, Bi Xuan is not unjustly defeated!" Bi Xuan exclaimed with amazement on his face, praised, and then died of anger, his body seemed to be holding up to the starry sky, and he couldn't stand on the ground.

"Go all the way!" Tai Xuan put away his sword, faced Bi Xuan's body, and shook his hand, in his heart: "Worthy of respect, a good grandmaster opponent, much better than Fu Cailin, suppressed to the grandmaster realm, and finally experienced the battle experience of a grandmaster."

Shibi Khan looked at the god of the steppe who stood and died expressionlessly for a while, and he didn't know what he was thinking, so he ordered a thick burial, and the other five Turkic congenital masters had faces like mourning, but they did not show their hatred for Taixuan.