Thousands of cavalry from the Sui Dynasty galloped across the prairie, and the leader of this cavalry was Li Shimin.

As for Su Li, along with Li Shimin, they were very interested in listening to his dispatch of the team.

The scouts kept moving forward, and Li Shimin gradually moved towards the center of the grassland.

A few days later, the Sui cavalry finally marched to a grassland tribe, where there were many grassland cavalry.

The war broke out instantly.

Su Li watched Li Shimin start to charge. He was the most powerful general and led his cavalry to charge over.

The sound of fighting resounded throughout the world, and soon the Turkic cavalry was defeated. Li Shimin came on horseback and came to Su Li.

"Master Emperor, we are very lucky. The prisoner said that the Turkic Martial Lord Bixuan is ten miles away."

"Then go and kill him."

Su Li nodded.

The Sui cavalry set out again.

The distance of ten miles was quickly reached. The moment Su Li arrived there, a king's tent in the grassland roared with energy. A man seemed to have sensed Su Li's arrival and rushed out.

His jet-black hair is tied back straight into a bun, and his handsome and ancient face is like a flawless figure cast out of bronze. Just looking at it is enough to make you unforgettable and frightened for the rest of your life.

The tall and straight nose is embedded with a pair of eyes full of enchantment, coldness and high spirits, but they do not reveal the emotional changes and feelings in his heart, making people feel that he can destroy anyone or anything at any time.

, you won’t feel any guilt afterwards.

His whole body exudes an inexplicable and inexplicable aura, as if he is a god and demon secretly ruling the prairie. His bronze skin is shining with a dazzling luster, and his legs are extremely long, making his majestic body even more likely to reach the starry sky.

The wild linen robe draped around him fluttered in the wind, and his broad palms seemed to contain the most terrifying power in the world.

The most thrilling thing is his momentum, which is like the vast ocean. There is stillness in the movement, and movement in the stillness. It is completely impossible to grasp its movement.

Martial Lord Bi Xuan!

His whole person is like a being ground out of the sand in the desert, and his every move carries the grandeur of the desert.

When Martial Lord Bixuan looked over, Li Shimin also felt waves of heart palpitations. His face flashed with a vigilant look. There was such a terrifying master on the grassland. How to eliminate this master was really difficult.

Li Shimin thought about the method to destroy this martial lord, and he found that it was difficult to kill such a person no matter whether he used a large army to push him or other methods.

Perhaps he could only place his hope in the emperor's master of the Sui Dynasty.

Li Shimin already knew a lot about the Imperial Master of the Sui Dynasty. It was this Imperial Master who destroyed his ambitions and forced him to put down his ambitions and become a loyal minister of the Sui Dynasty again.

Jiangdu defeated the Yuwen Clan and defeated Wagang in the first battle.

This imperial master is so powerful that he can determine the world by himself.

Perhaps the legendary martial lord Bixuan can be killed today.

"These days, my heart has been in turmoil for no reason. It seems that something is going to happen. I didn't know it before. But today, I understand it."

The moment Bi Xuan looked at Su Li, he felt that Su Li was the most terrifying opponent in his life.

Although he never knew that Su Li had killed the great master of the Central Plains on the way here, his sense of the master made a huge threat rise in his heart, and he became excited at the same time.

Unprecedented excitement!

Bi Xuan jumped forward, and the energy of Yanyang Qigong instantly filled his whole body with the movement of his mind.

Immediately, he punched out.

The fist wind seemed invisible, but at this moment, the space between Bi Xuan and Su Li began to become hot and boiling. It seemed that Bi Xuan himself was a melting pot, and now he wanted to completely melt Su Li with his own temperature.

With Bi Xuan as the center, a terrifying invisible aura was formed. With that aura surrounding him, it seemed as if this place had directly become his world.

This seems to be somewhat similar to Ning Daoqi's Sanshou Bapu. However, Ning Daoqi, as he is in nature, has gained the wonderful idea of ​​Taoism's inaction, reality and nature. Every move contains the power of nature, making it difficult for people to get rid of it.

His casual blow.

The Martial Lord Bixuan uses the majestic power of his body and uses the magical power of the flaming sun to transform his whole body into his own home court. When he is in his home court, he is like a spider that spins out spider silk, facing every move of the enemy.

Every movement can be felt extremely clearly.

The miraculous skill of the flaming sun seems to turn into a furnace of heaven and earth, and when it locks the opponent, it makes the opponent feel as if he is in a dry desert. Not only is the physical body threatened at all times, but if it goes on for a long time, the strength will be gradually damaged.

However, Bi Xuan's Yanyang Miraculous Skill had no effect on Su Li after all. All the heat could not penetrate Su Li's robes, body purification talisman, water purification talisman, and various talismans of the Feathering Immortal Sect, allowing Su Li to face Bi Xuan.

The body does not suffer any loss during the Yanyang Qigong.

And when he punched out, the powerful energy was like strong wind and lightning, instantly tearing all the energy into pieces.

"I have seen your Yanyang Miraculous Skill, so you can die."

Su Li looked at Bi Xuan's bronze body, which was extremely healthy and as strong as a god or demon. The Qiushui Sword turned into a ray of light in the next moment.

Even the most powerful human being on the grassland could not withstand the penetration of the flying sword, a spiritual weapon.

When this flying sword penetrated Bi Xuan's body, the Turks on the grassland felt as if their world was collapsing.

"How can it be!"

"Our Master Wu Zun has reached the pinnacle of physical cultivation. Why can a flying sword penetrate his body?"

"This is impossible! Absolutely impossible! It must be a deception trick used by the Central Plains people."

Many people didn't believe it, but Bi Xuan believed it. He watched the sword penetrate his body, and the powerful vitality gradually faded away.

At the moment before his death, he recalled his life.

From being the most powerful general in the Turks when he was a boy, to one day he saw a temple in the desert, to his great achievements in the temple, to his decisive battle with Ning Daoqi, the number one master in the Central Plains, and then to

Today, his body was pierced by another Taoist with a fairy sword!

He knew that his life was coming to an end, but when he looked to the side, he saw that those were the people who believed in him.

Now that he is leaving, how should his people deal with themselves?

Bi Xuan slowly looked at Su Li. "I hope you can treat the people of the grassland well, and I am willing to exchange a secret."

"Say it."

Qiushui Sword returned to him, and Su Li looked at the great master of the grassland indifferently. He was now in his final moments.

"In the northern region of the great desert, there is a place called Huolun Land. I once saw a temple. It was in that temple that I learned the Yanyang Kung Fu. I only hope that you can have mercy on the tribes in the grassland and get this

After keeping the secret, let them go and I will have no regrets even if I die."

"Ordinary people, I wouldn't do anything."

Su Li nodded.
Chapter completed!