The fire palm exuding a fiery breath approaches.

The masters of Wagang Village looked horrified. They wanted to escape, but found that they could not move at all.

The terrible Qi of the Grand Master oppressed them, and they only had panic in their hearts, and they couldn't even move a finger.

It’s over!

Their hearts were filled with despair.

Just when they thought they were going to die.

A flower before my eyes.

A figure suddenly stood in front of them.

The fire palm that was supposed to hit them directly hit this figure.

Their expressions changed and they shouted quickly.

"Small"

They couldn't say the last word.

A Tai Chi diagram appeared, and Fiery Palm rushed towards Bi Xuan at a faster speed.

Bi Xuan hurriedly dodged and hid.

Boom!

The fire palm hit the wall on the side and penetrated the wall directly.

"My lord! My lord is here!"

Among these Wagangzhai masters, some of them happened to have experienced the battle in Jing Nian Temple. When they saw the Tai Chi diagram, they immediately recognized the identity of the person coming.

"Great! We are saved!"

"Hmph! Damn it, Bi Xuan, our lord is here this time, let's see how you die!"

Shi Zhixuan, who was still hesitating whether to take action or not, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Now that Fang Mu is here, their crisis has been resolved.

Turkic army?

Martial Lord Bi Xuan?

What does it mean in front of Fang Mu!

Shi Zhixuan is so confident in Fang Mu!

"Are you Fang Mu?"

Bi Xuan's eyes were shining with light.

He felt an extremely strong threat from the person in front of him!

"Martial Lord Bixuan?"

Fang Mu glanced at Bi Xuan, then shook his head slightly.

"Forget it, it's not important."

Bi Xuan's face stiffened.

unimportant?

He is one of the three great masters in the world and the god of Turks, but he has become unimportant in his eyes?

"Arrogant! What kind of first grandmaster? Look at me today."

A purple thunder light appeared in Bi Xuan's eyes.

Coming soon.

It’s a purple-gold fist that’s getting bigger and bigger!

boom!

Bi Xuan was punched so hard that stars appeared in his eyes.

Bi Xuan was so angry that he exploded.

"Damn it! A sneak attack!"

If he hadn't been thick-skinned and thick-skinned, this punch would have killed him!

"look at me"

Bang!

Another punch.

"Asshole! Wait for me"

boom!

One more punch.

"I"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Punch to the flesh!

The surrounding Wagang Army and Turkic Army were stunned.

Martial Lord Bixuan/God of the Turks, was hanged?

among the army.

Shi Zhixuan was slightly stunned.

Fang Mu is so strong now!

Originally, he thought that the battle at Jing Nian Temple was exaggerated, but now it seems that it was not.

Martial Master Bi Xuan, one of the three great masters in the world, was beaten without any resistance. Is there any more direct evidence than this?

Bang!

Fang Mu punched Bi Xuan in the chest.

Bi Xuan, who suffered many heavy blows in succession, finally couldn't bear it any longer, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out, and he collapsed directly to the ground.

"Yes, you are more durable than Ning Daoqi! You took one more punch!"

Fang Mu praised.

Bi Xuan cried.

Is the Dodge more durable than Ninion?

Got one more punch?

Bi Xuan, a mighty martial artist, ended up with such an evaluation?

"God of War, defeated!"

Seeing all this, the Turkic army's faith in their hearts completely collapsed.

"Walk!"

Li Yuan turned around and was about to leave.

Bi Xuan was defeated, and their plan had failed. If they didn't leave, even he might be trapped here.

"Keep the green hills here, so you don't have to worry about running out of firewood!"

What's more, Bi Xuan was defeated and captured, which might be an opportunity for the Li clan.

"Maybe we can"

Li Yuan's eyes flickered and he had already thought of several strategies.

But before he could think about it, he turned around.

Fang Mu appeared in front of him.

"Um, Grandmaster Fang, maybe we can talk?"

Li Yuan tried his best to smile.

Fang Mu smiled brightly.

"OK!"

A purple-gold fist appeared, getting closer and closer.

"Don't fight! I surrender!"

The purple-gold fist stopped one centimeter away from Li Yuan.

"I surrender!"
To be continued...