The last rays of the sun in the west have disappeared.
The bright moon in the east rose, casting moonlight covering the earth.
Under the hazy moonlight,
A figure slowly wakes up from the distant horizon.
It's very slow, but it makes the pressure in people's hearts become heavier and heavier.
Because as the person moved forward, the burning feeling became more and more obvious, as if what was coming was not a person, but a blazing sun.
Wang Ming's energy at this time was all focused on the people coming from afar.
After a while,
The man came closer and stopped a hundred meters away from Wang Ming.
Wang Ming looked intently and saw a man sitting proudly on a majestic horse, with two other horses beside him.
The man's expression was extremely leisurely, but his whole body exuded a strange and inexplicable awe-inspiring aura, as if he was an eagle overlooking the entire earth, watching its prey in the sky.
He looked to be in his thirties, his body structure was perfect, his bronze skin shone with a dazzling luster, his limbs were full of the beauty of strength, and every move he made seemed to have earth-shattering power.
What he wore on his body was a robe made of linen that fluttered in the wind. His palms were broad and broad, seeming to contain the most terrifying power in the world.
He is like an ocean full of undercurrents, with stillness within the movement, and movement within the stillness. It is completely impossible to grasp his movement, and anyone who sees him can't help but feel a thrilling sense of oppression.
His black hair is tied back into a bun, and his handsome and ancient face is like a flawless figure cast from bronze. Just one look 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. of ruthlessness.
The man got off his horse and stood firmly on the ground with his feet. At this moment, it seemed as if his majestic body could hold up the entire starry sky.
Before Wang Ming could ask, the man spoke first.
The man said from a distance: "I have met Turk Bixuan, the Emperor of the Central Plains!"
Wang Ming was shocked when he heard this. Although he had been guessing before, he still had the idea of getting lucky. At this time, the identity of this person was completely confirmed.
Bi Xuan!
Martial Lord Bi Xuan is one of the most powerful warriors in this world.
Wang Ming's eyes suddenly froze, and he knew very well that he was in trouble.
This Bi Xuan should not be as powerful as Zhu Wuwu, but he has never fought against Zhu Wuwu.
Then this was the most powerful person Wang Ming had ever seen.
Naturally, his heart was extremely solemn. He didn't want to fight with this person.
Wang Ming is not a martial arts fanatic and doesn't like fighting very much.
He actually learned martial arts because he was afraid of death.
Learn martial arts if you want to live longer.
Since you are afraid of death, you still refuse to listen to others and fight over life and death. It is completely wrong to put the cart before the horse.
but,
Wang Ming is afraid of death!
In other words, it's not worth his life.
But Wang Ming has never lacked the courage to fight with all his strength.
Wang Ming mobilized all his energy and spirit in an instant to put himself in the most perfect state.
Wang Ming frowned and said, "Martial Lord Bixuan?"
Bi Xuan suddenly laughed and said: "Hahahahaha! I don't expect that His Majesty the Emperor of the Central Plains can actually know my name. It's really flattering!"
Bixuan was still very humble and polite at this time, but Wang Ming knew that it would never be that simple.
Wang Ming asked: "When will Lord Wu come to our Central Plains?"
Bi Xuan replied: "I was entrusted by someone to come and complete a task."
Wang Mingdao: "What's the matter?"
Bi Xuan was silent for a moment and replied: "Your Majesty, please come to our Turks as a guest."
When Wang Ming heard this, his eyes suddenly shone brightly, and murderous intent was about to burst out.
Bi Xuan suddenly spoke again: "The original plan was indeed this, but when I came here, I decided to give up inviting your majesty to visit the Turks."
Wang Ming was stunned when he heard this, so he said, "Then what do you mean by your appearance this time?"
Bi Xuan smiled boldly and said: "Take something."
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure moved like magic and moved a foot away from Wang Ming, and punched out with his right fist.
To Wang Ming's surprise, Bi Xuan's every move did not make any sound of fist or whistling, nor did it bring out any energy. However, it made the man feel that all the counterattack routes were given by this ordinary punch. The fist force was blocked.
Wang Ming could clearly feel that there was still a gap between himself and the Grand Master's Martial Master Bi Xuan, so naturally he did not want to confront him head-on.
But before Wang Ming could make any move, your ordinary thrust showed no sign of any energy fluctuations, but the entire ten-foot space was boiling with heat, as if you were in a vast, arid, hot, and unforgettable place in the yellow sand. Exposed naked to the sun for many days in the forbidding desert, on the verge of death from thirst, the appalling taste of dryness and lack of water.
Wang Ming suddenly remembered the martial arts master Bi Xuan's special skill [Yangyang Qigong].
Suddenly I didn't dare to let down my guard at all.
Legend has it that Bi Xuan lost his way in the desert in his early years. He accidentally encountered the desert temple and obtained the inheritance inside, and then became a peerless master.
It can be said that this inheritance is not simple.
Wang Ming immediately used one of the Xiaoyao Sect's most powerful magic skills, the "Little Wuxiang Magic Skill", to simulate Zuo Lengchan's "Ice Qi". In an instant, the suffocating feeling of heat disappeared.
At the same time, a move [Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms - Shocking Baili] was suddenly pushed out horizontally.
"Bang——"
A clear blast of air sounded.
To the surprise of everyone watching the battle, Bi Xuan was pushed back several feet by Wang Ming. Wang Ming took the opportunity to quickly open a safe distance between the two.
Bi Xuan didn't look strange. The blow just now was just a small test. It was normal for him to be deflected.
The look he looked at Wang Ming became more and more strange.
Bi Xuan had actually arrived at the battlefield a long time ago, but he had been watching the battle from a high mountain in the distance.
Wang Ming's order for soldiers and horses from all over the world to come to Siming Mountain to serve the king was also known to the Turks.
The Turks then moved to capture the emperor of the Central Plains Dynasty. When the time came, they would borrow the name of Emperor Yang Guang to "acquire the thieves under the imperial edict."
So Bixuan, the Turkic God of Dinghai, Zunwu Zun, personally went out and traveled day and night to Siming Mountain.
He did not come out immediately, but watched the battle for a long time.
But the more I looked at it, the more frightened and horrified I became.
Whether it's Bi Xuan, Yi Jian Master Fu Cai Lin, or Sanren Ning Daoqi, they can all pick out the general's head from a crowd of thousands of soldiers, just like picking out an item from a bag.
But in the final analysis, he is just a powerful assassin.
But this Yang Guang actually killed ten thousand people.
This frightened him so much that he changed his mind.
Decided to kill this person.
