"Great Khan, if we don't take action, the Turks will be destroyed!"
When the Sui army was overwhelming and the battle was one-sided, the tribal leaders began to scream as if they had just woken up from a dream.
The Mo Dao, which they had placed high hopes on and worked hard day and night to build, proved to be useless. No matter how scared they were, they knew that facing such an army, only through numerical suppression could they have a chance to win.
Once these 100,000 Turkic elites were wiped out by the Sui army, taking advantage of the inevitable victory and turning around to deal with them again, they would definitely be defeated and there would be no room for survival.
"Yes! It's going to be destroyed..."
Then, Temujin sighed deeply and waved his hand.
The blade of the cold-blooded Thirteen Eagles flashed out and silently sliced through the necks of these tribal leaders.
"Sweat...!"
The chiefs fell down in disbelief.
"The whole army is on standby! No rash advance!"
Temujin remained calm and sat quietly watching them die, then led his direct descendants and quickly retreated outwards.
Since ancient times, only subordinates have been coerced and lured into betraying their leaders. How has it ever happened that in the final decisive battle, a Khan directly slaughtered high-ranking generals and turned against the enemy?
This almost unbelievable scene resulted in a pack of wolves without a leader, and the Turkic army was instantly in chaos, missing the final opportunity to reunite with the temple defenders.
"charge!"
In just one cup of tea, the temple defenders completely collapsed. Gu Cheng turned his gun and attacked without hesitation.
"Come on!"
The high-ranking Turks were wiped out in one fell swoop, but the low-ranking generals of each army were still there, holding their weapons high and making a roar that shook the earth, as they rushed forward.
The two torrents collided in an instant and rumbled, creating a huge wave on the flat land and spreading in all directions.
Vultures smell the breath of death and circle high in the sky.
From their sight, the Turkic army below was huge and scattered. It looked as turbulent and majestic as the vast ocean, but in fact it was a pool of stagnant water;
The Sui army is like a fleet that rides the wind and waves, tumbling and swaying in the sea without overturning. At this time, it is even more like walking on flat ground, like a sharp sword, piercing deeply and then cutting through all the way.
There was no one-stop effort that failed again and again, and everyone in the Sui army knew that this was the final decisive battle.
After this battle, the four barbarians will be destroyed, and the Central Plains will no longer allow barbarians to run wild, burn, kill, and loot.
With the spirit of victory, they will destroy the barbarians in one battle!
The Turks are by no means a mob, but they have suffered countless defeats in half a year. One general has no courage, and the three armies have been exhausted. Now even the Khan has run away, and all the leaders of the ministries have been killed. The devastation of the Sui army can be seen with the naked eye.
The speed of death is rapid.
Finally, the golden wolf roared and dispersed completely, becoming shapeless.
In the Central Plains War Temple, the dragon spirit of the Han Dynasty "recovered" and broke through the void, shuttled instantly, and began to absorb the dragon energy of the Turks.
The situation is final!
"Kill the leaders of all clans, and the remaining surrenderers will supervise each other, and those who misbehave will be punished together!"
Gu Cheng turned his horse's head, handed over the battlefield to the generals Yang Su and Li Jing, and said to the left and right: "Follow me into the palace!"
"yes!"
Ning Daoqi, Shi Zhixuan, Yuan Tiangang, Ling Kong, Wei Jinzhong, Huang Shang, Wang Chongyang, Hong Qi and Doujiu Monk took the orders.
In today's arena, these nine people are equivalent to the nine best in the world. With such a lineup, if Bi Xuan had stepped forward normally, he would have been blown away in the face of him.
However, when he stepped through the mountain of corpses and sea of blood and entered the desert temple, the vast aura that hit his face caused Jiu Jue's expression to change dramatically.
Just because in the middle of the main hall, Bi Xuan's majestic body stood, holding a moon wolf spear, Yuan Ting Yue Zhi.
If Bi Xuan in the past was cold and ruthless on the outside, but still fluctuating in his heart, at this moment, Wu Zun does not have any of the joys, sorrows, joys, greed, anger, stupidity and fear that humans should have. The aura that pervades his body is even more...
It made Ning Daoqi and Shi Zhixuan feel suffocated.
"God descends to earth?"
Gu Cheng nodded and showed a smile: "As expected, you are now a genuine Broken Void level powerhouse!"
Bi Xuan's eyes moved, and without saying a word, he stabbed with a spear.
It is difficult to describe the grace of this spear. Not only is it full of myriad changes, but when the spear tip strikes inch by inch, the entire hall is instantly scorching, connected to the vast yellow sand, arid and hot desert outside.
This is not a feeling, this is what really happens.
Because the walls of the entire temple were actually disintegrating, wild sand roared in and hovered in mid-air. The fiery energy inside was sucked out, forming a domineering red wolf that raised its head and howled.
"Escort!"
Seeing that Bi Xuan's Yanyang Qigong had reached an unprecedented level, everyone was shocked and Ning Daoqi and Shi Zhixuan pounced on him instantly.
These two great masters have inherited the essence of Huangtian Dafa and Dao Xinzhong Demon. Now they have no reservations. Their strength is infinitely close to that of Xiao Sanhe. But Bi Xuan just trembled his spear, and the flaming wolf in mid-air brought it with him.
The dazzling red flames rushed straight down.
The Immortal Seal Technique and the Eight Pounces of Sanshou are the pinnacle of domain use, but they are useless. The Flame Wolf rushes all the way, burning the four directions, directly sweeping away the outward true energy of Ning Daoqi and Shi Zhixuan, and the domain naturally follows.
Disappear into smoke and cease to exist.
Boom! Boom!
In an instant, the two top masters in the world flew backwards, their robes burst into flames, and their whole bodies almost turned into burning men.
This scene shocked everyone, but the people present were all tempered and tempered, so how could they shrink from it, so Liao Kong and Doujiu Monk faced it side by side.
These two eminent monks who used to be opposed in the past have worked together after Buddhism completely surrendered to the imperial power. With their eyelids lowered, they held bronze bells on their left and right. They suddenly shook, "Hong Zhong Da Lu".
At the same time, the two of them formed seals with one hand and struck out with both palms. The power of Zen Buddha was activated, sealing the surrounding area with a soft and vast feeling.
The Buddha's light shines universally and drives away all evil spirits. The Red Wolf Sutra is so certain that it actually disperses into red waves and no longer takes shape.
But before the two eminent monks could relax, billowing red waves gathered at the tip of Bi Xuan's spear and pierced through everything.
Click!
The bronze bell that had been handed down for hundreds of years in the Jing Nian Temple was shattered. The two monks vomited blood and fell away. The Moon Wolf Spear circled in the air and faced off against Yuan Tiangang's charging Huang Tian Wuji.
Bang!
Amidst the loud noise that shook all directions, Yuan Tiangang retreated step by step, leaving a deep footprint on the ground with each step.
Huang Tian Wuji takes the power of heaven and earth, and it can be called the strongest attack in the field. Back then, even Yan Fei's Xianmen Sword Art was suppressed by Sun En with this move, but he was defeated in the face of the truly vast and boundless heaven and earth.
Array is coming.
Bi Xuan lost all humanity and began to dance with his spear like a true god of war.
A whirlwind formed immediately, emitting a sky-piercing roar that shocked the entire audience. With each whirlwind, the billowing energy of heaven and earth turned into small red wolves, attacking from all directions.
The remaining masters swarmed forward, but they were unable to get close at all. They could only watch with eyes wide open as Bi Xuan strode forward in an arrogant manner, stabbing Gu Cheng in the chest with a spear.
Then, the spear named Agushhuaya, which means moonlit wolf in ancient Turkic language, was held in the hand by the slender five fingers.
Time stood still at this moment, and Bi Xuan finally changed his color.
Human nature has not returned, but even beasts still have fear!
Gu Cheng held the spear lightly with five fingers, watching the red wolf roaring with its teeth and claws, and grinned: