The Turkic generals looked at each other, and no answer was answered. Seeing this situation, Shibi Khan couldn't help but get angry: "No one of you knows such a hero. Why do you still say that you have entered the Central Plains? This is your information?"

When the Turkic generals lowered their heads when they heard this, they secretly complained in their hearts.

"He should be the successor of the Tianshi Taoist Taoist in the Southern Taoist Sect. I saw the shadow of Huangtian Dafa in him." Seeing that Shi Bi Khan was about to lose his temper again, Bi Xuan suddenly spoke.

When Shibi Khan saw Bi Xuan speak, his expression became much more respectful, and his eyes showed a look of conviction.

The Turks are the most courageous, and Bi Xuan is the best master of *******, so he has a transcendent position like a god in the local area. If Shibi Khan does not have his support, he would not have been able to firmly sit in the position of Khan. Therefore, Shibi Khan can beat and scold anyone at will, but he cannot be disrespectful to Bi Xuan.

Under the cool moonlight, Bi Xuanzhuo stood proudly among the heroes of the grassland. He held his hands with his face, his expression was leisurely and free, but his whole body exuded an inexplicable intimidating momentum, as if the gods and demons who were secretly ruling the grassland suddenly appeared in the world.

He looked only about thirty people, with a perfect body, his bronze skin shining with dazzling luster, and his legs were special, which made his majestic body more powerful than to support the starry sky. The wild robe draped on his body was blowing in the wind, his palms were wide and wide, as if it contained the most terrifying power in the world. What made people most thrilling is that he was like a vast ocean full of undercurrents, with quietness in motion and movement in silence, which made people completely unable to understand its movement.

The black hair is tied back into a bun, and the handsome and handsome face is like a portrait cast from bronze without any flaws. Just one look is unforgettable for a lifetime and is shocked.

A pair of eyes full of charming, cold and energetic eyes embedded on the tall and straight beams, but they will not reveal the changes and feelings of their hearts, making people feel that they can destroy anyone or things at any time, and there will be no guilt afterwards.

"Tianshi Tao?" Shibi Khan was a little confused.

Bi Xuan was not affected by the adverse effects of the war ahead and said leisurely: "The Taoist Tao of Tianshi was once the largest Taoist sect in the south, and the leader Sun En was even known as the number one in the south, and his strength was unfathomable. It is even said that Sun En later broke the void, but he didn't know whether it was true or false!"

Speaking of this, an extremely shining light appeared in his eyes.

Qin Yun didn't remember how many people died under his gun, anyway, he didn't stop for a moment along the way. If he hadn't achieved a small success in his external body training, he would probably have not had time to recover. It was precisely because of the powerful strength of his body that Qin Yun's internal strength had not been consumed much, and he was killing heavily based on his physical strength.

Of course, Qin Yun was not completely invincible. Even though Qin Yun's gunshot skills were exquisite, countless weapons fell on him and horses. The war horse under Qin Yun's crotch was finally found by the Turks to find an opportunity to kill, at the cost of nearly 300 elite Turkic soldiers.

But even so, the Turks still felt that it was very cost-effective.

He has now changed from a knight to an infantryman, but he has become more and more ruthless. There are countless traces on the thick armor on his body. If he hadn't had his instinctive power discharged after practicing the Jiuxuan Yuangong, Qin Yun would have to have to fight the enemy naked at this time.

Although the Turks were fierce and fearless, they could not stop Qin Yun's footsteps, and they could not even be able to do anything at all. Wherever Qin Yun passed, there were corpses everywhere, blood flowing into a river.

Furthermore, although the Turks had hundreds of thousands of troops, the camps were continuous for dozens of miles. Qin Yun encountered only a corner of the land, and at most it was only facing more than a hundred enemies, and there was no place where the iron cavalry showed their power. In addition, the old and weak Turkic army gathered together, but it seemed chaotic. Therefore, although the Turkic army was prosperous, it could not do anything to Qin Yun.

When they reached the peak of the scene, Qin Yun and his spear seemed to merge into one, turning into a silver dragon, wandering around the Turkic army. Wherever they passed, there were only pieces of broken limbs and broken bones, and blood and flesh flew everywhere, with almost no complete ones.

Under the moon-colored grassland, it is full of blood, adding a bit of charming beauty.

At the same time, a major incident occurred in the Turkic camp on the other side. The eighteen Yellow Turban strong men set fire everywhere, causing great panic in the army. Many soldiers were burned to death in their sleep, and later injured them, and countless people were injured. In addition, the fierce battles for several days, the emotions and spirit of the soldiers were already very depressed. Now, when encountering this situation suddenly, the Turkic army's long-suppressed emotions suddenly burst out.

With a loud noise, the Turkic army roared at this time. A large number of Turkic people went crazy, fighting each other, and even biting each other. All kinds of terrifying madness broke out. The scene was completely messed up and there was no order at all.

Faced with this situation, even if Bi Xuan came forward, it would be useless. At this time, Ying Xiao's army was completely irrational. If Shibi Khan had not withdrawn the surrounding troops in time, Ying Xiao would have spread to the entire Turkic camp.

But even so, tens of thousands of people were trapped in the camp roar. Around them, there were still tens of thousands of Turkic troops waiting for battle to prevent those troops who had lost their minds from rushing to the formation, and their morale had dropped to freezing point.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Shibi Khan and the Turkic generals were stunned and in disarray.

Bi Xuan thought he had no much pity, and was shocked by the situation in front of him. He originally thought that it was just a bed bug to be disgusted, but he did not expect that this bed bug would cause such great harm to the Turks.

After a battle tonight, not to mention how many soldiers lost, I am afraid that my morale will be gone and I will never be able to capture the emperor of the Southern Dynasty. Thinking of this, even with Bi Xuan's mood, I couldn't help but twitch my eyes, and my eyes couldn't help but turn to Qin Yun's invincible figure in the formation.

"Bastard, go to death!" A master finally appeared in the Turkic army. A figure jumped up like an eagle and rushed towards Qin Yun quickly. The cold blade was facing Qin Yun's neck.

This is a desperate battle against Qin Yun, relying on speed and surprise!

This was a general in the army. He could no longer bear Qin Yun's arrogance and the casualties of the troops, so he stood up. He held a scimitar unique to the grassland people in his hand. The moment he drank it towards Qin Yun, he slashed nineteen swords at Zheng Ming. In the flashing of cold light, his continuous offensive was the most difficult to deal with.

Qin Yun ignored the attack that was as fast as a knife. The spear in his hand suddenly crossed, and it hit the person who was coming into a stick. He didn't need to break the enemy's quick knife and the continuous attack that followed. The best choice was to reduce ten times with one force!

PS: Thank you to the book friend Suishan Yiren for your reward! Old friend is here too!
Chapter completed!