The bright moon is in the sky,
The moonlight is extraordinarily bright tonight, casting silvery moonlight, making the world at night feel like it's daytime.
Siming Mountain,
On the bloody battlefield.
The corpses all over the ground were like purgatory on earth.
On this cruel bloody battlefield, there were two people standing in it.
One person is a man who looks to be in his thirties, with a perfect body structure, bronze skin shining with dazzling luster, black hair straight back and tied into a bun, and a handsome and ancient face as if cast from bronze. A flawless portrait, with a pair of enchanting, cold and radiant eyes embedded in a tall and straight nose, a tall, strong man with slender legs.
This person is wearing a robe made of linen that is blowing in the wind. It is very simple and simple.
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.
On the other side was a middle-aged man, with long black hair flowing freely behind him, and wearing a very luxurious golden armor. Holding a sword over one meter long. This person could see that the golden armor was ordinary.
But when you look into his eyes, you change your mind.
What kind of eyes are those?
Those are eyes without any emotion.
There was no pity or sympathy in his eyes.
There is also no madness or bloodlust.
There was only one thing in his eyes.
———Cold.
Emotionally cold.
That coldness of nothingness.
Cold without any emotion.
It was an extremely indifferent and ruthless coldness.
Everything under these cold eyes seems to be erased.
All the fire of life under this eye will be extinguished.
At that time, he had the eyes of a destroyer.
. . . . . . .
Bi Xuan felt a chill in his heart at this time. He felt very uncomfortable under those eyes.
That look was so cold, so cold and scary.
In front of him, I don't seem to be regarded as a homogeneous person, but as an ant under his eyes.
The look in his eyes was like that of someone squeezing an ant to death.
So unconcerned, so indifferent, so natural.
Bi Xuan hates this look!
It reminded him of the past.
The past years...
The period of youth when one did not gain strength.
That period of time when my life was like an ant's glance.
Bi Xuan had completely put away his contempt at this time.
At the beginning, Bi Xuan still had the relaxed attitude of dealing with the minions, but now he regarded the Emperor of the Central Plains, Yang Guang, whom he met for the first time, as an opponent of the same level.
Although this Yang Guang was the emperor, Bi Xuan didn't take it to heart at all.
Bi Xuan did not feel that his status was lower than that of the emperor.
The emperor's power is indeed great, but he is also a figure respected by martial arts.
Wu Zun!
Wu Zun!
Supreme martial arts.
You can tell how arrogant he is from this nickname.
He felt that the look across from him was a provocation to him.
then,
Bi Xuan's figure was very strange. He floated backward, and then sat firmly on the back of a horse.
Then he took a long-haired rod from the horse's back and held it in his hand.
This spear weighs ninety-nine kilograms, and the name of the spear is "Agushuaya", which is an ancient Turkic and Chinese meaning "mark of the moonlit night".
When Bi Xuan was young, he used it to charge into battles and was invincible across the grassland. At that time, he was known as "no one can knock him off his horse."
That sword technique made Bi Xuan very wary.
That sword technique is so extraordinary.
Once it was unleashed, the murderous intent filling the air around Zhou Zhao instantly repels the scorching power of his own [Yang Yang Qigong].
And this sword technique is too weird.
This Yang Guang is obviously not his opponent, but once he uses this martial arts, he has the ability to threaten himself.
Although the huge sword light was shocking in the beginning, Bi Xuan didn't take it to heart yet.
He is confident that he can easily defeat him.
At that time, the Emperor of the Central Plains still had murderous intent and was extremely violent.
There is a faint feeling of madness in it.
But the next moment, it completely disappeared.
Yang Guang, the Emperor of the Central Plains, no longer had any emotion in his body.
Even the murderous intention disappeared without a trace.
But the murderous aura around him became even stronger.
This murderous intent did not come from Yang Guang, but from this battlefield filled with corpses.
That murderous aura comes from Siming Mountain,
From this common people, from this heaven and earth.
Heaven and earth are blessing this emperor,
The murderous intention of the people and the evil thoughts in the world are all thinking about its coming.
gathered to the sword in his hand,
He knew he couldn't drag it out, otherwise he would become stronger and stronger.
Bi Xuan adjusted his mentality and was no longer affected by everything in the outside world. His demeanor became calm and calm, without any of the human emotions of joy, resentment, greed and fear. His eyes were as cold as a wolf staring at its prey. Suddenly, The war horse stands tall.
The Moon Wolf Spear pointed at the night sky, like a lone wolf howling at the moon, and the unique terrifying power of the Grand Master suddenly burst out from him.
The wind is silent and the light is shadowless.
"Bang"
As soon as the front hooves of the erect war horse under Bi Xuan's crotch touched the ground, Bi Xuan instantly clamped the horse's belly and shot out like an arrow.
The moon wolf spear in his hand danced in the air with a "huohuohuo" sound and kept circling.
Each circle in the air.
The power on the Moon Wolf Spear will add a layer of strength.
The moment Bi Xuan's war horse charges in front of Yang Guang, the ruler of the Central Plains, is the moment when they clash, and the strength of the Moon Wolf Spear will reach its peak.
Spears whirling above their heads.
From slow to fast it turned into a whirlwind.
"Ho ho ho" roared through the sky!
resounded throughout the Siming Mountain battlefield.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
In the center of the fast-flowing river,
Standing on the bow of this giant ship, the ship is like a palace in the water, very majestic.
On the deck of this ship is a group of people dressed in luxurious clothes.
This group of people is the group of the most powerful people in the Sui Dynasty.
They are a group of cultural relic ministers that Yang Guang takes with him when he travels.
At this time, they looked very nervous and focused.
They stared at the battlefield in the distance.
Although it is night time.
But the bright moon in the sky makes the earth look like daylight, allowing people to see clearly.
In addition, they all have martial arts skills and their physical senses have been strengthened. This distance does not affect their ability to watch this battle.
Dugu Ba of the Dugu Clan looked very flustered and murmured: "This is the Martial Master Bixuan of the three great masters! Your Majesty is probably in big trouble."
Duguba was very scared!
He was afraid that Yang Guang would die in the battle with Wu Zun Bixuan.
After he died, he would definitely be criticized by his mother You Chuhong when he returned to Chang'an, but he really didn't have the guts to go and help.
That's Bi Xuan!
Wu Zun Bi Xuan.
Everyone around Dugu Ba was silent. They were probably not the only ones who knew what they were thinking.
