At this time, Bi Xuan had to stand up.

Seeing Bi Xuan appear, tens of thousands of Turkic troops immediately looked at Bi Xuan with a feverish face, no longer having the previous depression. With Bi Xuan's gesture, tens of thousands of troops retreated one after another and gave up the place.

"It's indeed a Taoist high-ranking figure in the Central Plains that has been famous for a long time. Today's battle is enough to make you famous all over the world. I even let myself leave everything behind and come immediately. You can say that you have no regrets even if you die." Bi Xuan ignored the tens of thousands of fanatical army and looked at Qin Yun leisurely, his eyes were grim and deep, his eyes flashed with light, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said lightly in Chinese.

Qin Yun casually stood the spear in his hand and was immediately buried in more than three inches. He then looked at Bi Xuan, feeling that the old boy's martial arts skills were hard to say, but his performance of pretending was enough to give him a full mark. He immediately sneered: "It seems that the Turks are just like this, like a group of babies who are sipping, and now they are calling the adults!"

Qin Yun's words made tens of thousands of Turkic troops ashamed, but they could not argue. The eyes of Qin Yun were filled with ferocity and anger, and a hint of deep fear!

"Boy is arrogant!" Bi Xuan snorted coldly.

As soon as the voice fell, he suddenly moved to about half a foot of Qin Yun like magic, and suddenly hit his right fist.

To Qin Yun's expectation, Bi Xuan's punch did not have the whistling sound of the fist wind, nor did it bring any energy, but Qin Yun felt that all the counterattack routes in his body were blocked by the fist, leaving only one way to retreat.

At this moment, Qin Yun had a terrible feeling of being unable to help but want to pounce forward. Suddenly, retreating became impossible.

Bi Xuan's fist was simply unavoidable, and Qin Yun had to fight to the death.

Qin Yun felt the great power of this fist, but still had no energy to rush, and the strength was as strong as the whole space. The whole space was burning and boiling, as if it was exposed naked in the vast yellow sand, drought and hot, and it was terrifying that the dry and lack of water were exposed for many days in the desert, and it was on the verge of thirst.

The great achievements of Yanyang are well-known.

"The true meaning of Yan Yang!" Qin Yun felt the artistic conception of a warrior other than himself for the first time, but also the artistic conception of a great success, and he immediately felt the hunting heart happy.

Qin Yun held the void in his right hand, and the Blao Sword appeared out of thin air in his hand. The ruthless sword intent urged him to point at Bi Xuan's figure. The sharp sword light rushed towards Bi Xuan with endless sharpness, giving Bi Xuan a great sense of threat.

Compared to marksmanship, Qin Yun is better at and trusts more in swordsmanship.

Bi Xuan was shocked by the sudden appearance of the Polu Sword, but he didn't care much, thinking it was just some Taoist mythology. His fist was advancing at an astonishing high speed, suddenly changing, the heat continued to increase and heat, unpredictable, and even more uncontrollable, but it seemed that there was no change at all, returning to the original place to regroup and change in the unchanging place.

Such martial arts will seize the fortune of heaven and earth!

Qin Yun felt that the sword he swung was like a show of a higher level of fist skills. But he had no choice but to shout, use the Sky Eagle Technique, step on the Xuan step, and do his best to meet Bi Xuan's fist, the Breaking Sword drew a arc that conforms to the most rational and slightest tip of the sky and earth, and fight Bi Xuan with all his strength, and expands it to the punch that fills the universe.

Of course, Bi Xuan's fist would not become bigger. This illusion illusion arose because its momentum completely overwhelmed him and affected his mind.

Qin Yun's eyes condensed, and the ruthless sword intent activated, slashing the invading fist in his heart, and then slashed at Bi Xuan fiercely.

Just before the fist and sword clashed, Bi Xuan's majestic body was almost impossible to rush forward, and his feet were lightly supported, and he rose slightly from the ground. The fist turned into a palm, and he became a sharp slap in the sword from a higher angle. Qin Yun was caught off guard and had no time to change his moves. He could only watch Bi Xuan's sudden change, and he had no choice but to lose a move.

With a loud "Peng!", Qin Yun's Breaking Sword was shaking up and down, and he made a "buzzing" sword. He also felt as if he was electrocuted, bloodshot from the corners of his mouth, and the meridians all over his body felt heat and swelling, and he felt a terrifying feeling that he could not be lucky to exhale.

It has to be said that compared to an old master like Bi Xuan, Qin Yun, who has the combat power of a master, is far inferior to a warrior who has just become a new master. Not only is he profound internal strength, but he also has experience, and his knowledge and martial arts accumulation are far inferior.

Fortunately, Qin Yun is not without a trump card, otherwise he would not dare to come alone.

Qin Yun himself has achieved success in his body refining, and his qi and blood are perfect. There is nothing wrong, just a little bit of injury. The scorching energy was discharged from Qin Yun's thoughts and recovered in the blink of an eye. However, the Breaking Sword in his hand was only an ordinary grade, not reaching the level of the divine weapon. Under Bi Xuan's fist like a god and demon, he was unable to support it in the end, and the "pong" sound broke into two pieces.

Seeing the long sword in Qin Yun's hand break, Bi Xuan relied on his identity and did not continue to attack, but looked at Qin Yun coldly.

"I am worthy of being the three great masters, I underestimate the enemy!" Qin Yun threw down the remaining hilt of the sword and looked at Bi Xuan and said.

Bi Xuan stood leisurely two meters away, his cold face showed a satisfied smile, shook his head, and sighed: "Since the battle with Ning Daoqi more than thirty years ago, you have never been so happy. If you can block my full blow, you can be famous forever. By the way, what's your name?"

He didn't ask before, because he felt it was unnecessary, because the dead didn't need to know, even if he did something sensational before. Now Qin Yun took his full blow without major trauma, which finally made Bi Xuan start to be serious.

Qin Yun was not annoyed, but said lightly: "My name is Qin Yun, remember this name!"

He has never used words as his ability, and actions are the most direct.

Bi Xuan looked at Qin Yun tightly and developed the intention to kill for the first time. Although he was two feet away, Qin Yun could no longer feel the night wind on the grassland, as if he was in the drought flames of the desert. Bi Xuan was locking Qin Yun with the Yanyang technique, making it difficult for him to escape.

The Yanyang Dharma is like the scorching sun above the desert. It is not very good to put it in it at first, but it has nowhere to avoid it. In the end, it can dry you into a pile of white bones.

Qin Yun held his right hand again in the void, and the long-silent Wuming Sword appeared in his hand again. After a shout of "Please give me advice", the Wuming Sword pointed diagonally upwards, and the person followed the sword and shot towards Bi Xuan like a strong arrow, full of the desire to move forward.

Bi Xuan showed an admirational look, and his body moved, and suddenly disappeared out of thin air. There was no impression on people, as if this was the case ahead!

Qin Yun could no longer feel Bi Xuan's aura, even the flame yang energy disappeared without a trace, which surprised him suddenly.

When a master fights, even if he blindfolds his eyes, he can still grasp the opponent's advance and retreat from the subtle changes in the opponent's energy. The clarity of his senses is better than the bright lights in the raging waves of the night, so that both sides know the changes in offense and defense, and avoid any mistakes.
Chapter completed!