Zuo Bei seemed to be fine at all, but his momentum became even higher.
"Judging from your reaction, you must have been frightened. Even the charge of the cavalry cannot knock me down."
Bai Xiuping couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. The other party actually carried it down without any problems.
Zuo Bei chuckled, took off his armor, glanced at the black and purple flames still burning on the armor, and said solemnly: "This fire has not been extinguished yet. It's really interesting. Your internal power is very deep."
With such domineering martial arts, Zuo Bei's eyes narrowed and he said slowly: "You are from the Ming Cult, right? Your moves don't look like those from the Wu Xing Palace. You can use flames so superbly. Are you from the Holy Fire Palace?" "
Throwing away his armor, he said with high spirits: "Okay, let's get started."
Every blow of Zuo Bei is powerful and heavy. He can easily swing a giant ax that can only be lifted with two hands by others with one hand.
When the ax went down, the ground cracked.
Bai Xiuping kicked off his right foot and jumped up. While avoiding Zuo Bei's attack, he fell in the air and hit Zuo Bei's shoulder hard with his right foot.
"sharp!"
The shadow guard exclaimed in amazement that this man cleverly avoided the opponent's attacks and was able to cause counterattacks. He did not hesitate at all when dodging, and his movements were not sloppy.
They were all dumbfounded. They obviously didn't expect Bai Xiuping to be so fierce. They couldn't help but look at each other. Who was this man? He was the leader of the Turks.
There are not many people even in the Central Plains who can fight to such an extent with the Zuobei of the Five Emperors Beyond the Great Wall.
But this kick failed to cause any damage to Zuo Bei. His body had been trained to its limit. The stronger Bai Xiuping became, the more excited he became.
It's been a long time since he met someone who could fight with him. Zuo Bei laughed and said, "It's really strong. How about this move?"
Zuo Bei turned around, charged up his left hand and punched Bai Xiuping behind him. The punch was so fast that he swung it out without even lifting the ax, giving Bai Xiuping no chance to react.
Bai Xiuping, who had no time to dodge, could only put his hands in front of his chest, but how could he block Zuo Bei's fist? As expected, Bai Xiuping was blown away and hit a big tree hard.
Not only the big tree behind him, but also the surrounding trees were smashed to pieces, and the ground was cracked. One can imagine the power of this punch.
Bai Xiuping suddenly vomited a large mouthful of blood.
Seeing this situation, Zhao Guangxiu shouted worriedly: "No, leave quickly!"
After receiving this punch, he felt like being trampled by an iron cavalry. Bai Xiuping collapsed on the ground and gasped for air. At this time, he realized that the power of the Nine Transformation Yuan Gong moves with this body was limited and far less than before.
Even if he mastered and memorized every move of the Nine-turn Yuan Gong, it was useless. This body had never really practiced the Nine-turn Yuan Gong.
Martial arts cannot be mastered by just thinking.
In addition, the internal strength being practiced now is the Holy Art of Heavenly Demon. Using the inner strength of Heavenly Demon to perform righteous martial arts is simply self-contradictory.
If the Heavenly Demon Holy Art is not fully used and the Heavenly Demon's form is revealed, he will be just an old lion who has no domineering power but can only be slaughtered by others.
The most important thing is that the guy in front of him, Zuo Bei, is completely different from ordinary masters. He is truly the top master in the world.
The Five Emperors Beyond the Great Wall are well-deserved.
If he continues to fight with him like this, he will definitely lose.
"Is this all your strength?"
Zuo Bei sighed with some regret: "You look young, but you can have such strength, which makes me quite satisfied."
He raised the ax high and struck it down with one hand.
I was really too complacent. I easily defeated Xiao Nanfeng by relying on the Heavenly Demon Holy Technique to suppress other demonic techniques. I thought I could defeat the Transformation Realm master without using all my strength.
What is a master of transformation?
Everyone is an amazing and talented person.
In order to hide the identity of the young leader of the Ming Cult, Bai Xiuping deliberately did not use magic skills, but he never thought about the consequences of not treating a transformation master with all his strength.
As of now, there is only one way.
When the ax was about to fall, Bai Xiuping put his hands on the ground, with his head down, and kicked the left stele with his Canglong Kick, kicking the left stele into the tree.
The tree was broken, but Zuo Bei was not affected at all. He yelled: "What can this little trick do to me?"
He grabbed Bai Xiuping's foot with his backhand, threw it out, and smashed it against the tree again.
The trees around the two fighting were broken, the ground was full of holes, and there was no intact place nearby.
Before Bai Xiuping could recover, Zuo Bei rushed forward and struck him with an axe. Bai Xiuping had to dodge quickly. Zuo Bei became even more dissatisfied when he saw this and chased him and kept slashing.
The power of each ax head shook the mountains and collapsed the trees.
Bai Xiuping kept retreating, his feet suddenly stopped, Zuo Bei said disdainfully: "You will be like those people, running away like a mouse."
The other party's behavior made him very disappointed. Turks have always respected warriors. The other party just lost to him, but he had the courage to fight with him, which made him look up to Bai Xiuping.
As for other soldiers intervening?
No one else is allowed to interfere in the duel between Turkic men. If any other soldier dares to interfere, Zuo Bei will kill him with an axe.
"What is your purpose of deliberately leading me deep into this forest?"
Zuo Bei strode over and said in a deep voice.
He naturally saw that the other party intended to lure him here, but he still came because Zuo Bei had absolute confidence in his own strength.
"Whether you came here to survive or to prevent others from seeing your death, the outcome of the duel is already clear."
Zuo Bei turned sideways and held the ax horizontally, his majestic and powerful aura flowing, and said solemnly: "Let me put an end to this battle."
He swung the ax and swung out several slashes through the air. Just the ends of the slashes caused countless thick ancient trees to be chopped off as easily as tiny grasses.
All the slashes fell on Bai Xiuping. He quickly used the Heavenly Demon Holy Art to protect his body with the demonic energy, but Zuo Bei's move was too powerful.
Bai Xiuping was secretly shocked that he could use his external skills to use such a powerful move and possess such lethality.
Zuo Bei's slashes kept coming, and each one came harder than the last. If he just resisted, he would soon be unable to hold on.
But there is certainly a reason why Bai Xiuping would lead Zuo Bei deep into the forest. He didn't retreat when the killer attacked, and he certainly won't retreat now.
How could he possibly escape?
It's just that here, it is certain that there are no followers of the Ming Cult, and no one else will see it.
Bai Xiuping slowly pulled out the Holy Fire Sword from his waist. Since the Holy Fire Sword is the weapon of the Demon and can only be used by those who practice the Holy Art of the Demon, there must be an echo between the two.
He drew his sword and swung out two slashes, which clashed with Zuo Bei's ax slash. However, Zuo Bei's slash couldn't hold up and was broken by the Holy Fire Sword Slash.
The two slashes struck in front of Zuo Bei in an instant. Zuo Bei was caught off guard. He quickly moved his ax forward and swung his ax in the air to remove the power of the slashes.
Zuo Bei held an ax in one hand and stared at him in surprise.
The holy fire sword screamed in his hand, seeming to be excited about the long-lost battle. The new sword master Bai Xiuping held the holy fire sword tightly, secretly sighing that it was indeed a holy weapon of the Ming Cult.
After using the holy skill of rotating the demon, it can be so powerful.
But I must not rely too much on the Holy Fire Sword that I have not yet fully mastered, otherwise it will only harm myself. How many people in the world were made possible by the divine weapon and also defeated by the divine weapon.
The thing that resonates with the Holy Fire Sword is not himself, but the Heavenly Demon's Holy Art.
Since there is no one around now, there is no need to hide it anymore. Bai Xiuping no longer suppresses his cultivation, and uses the Heavenly Demon Holy Art with all his strength. The terrifying aura radiates from his body, and the Heavenly Demon reappears behind him.
Zuo Bei was also a little shocked when he saw this. Since this person had such strong pressure, he grinned and said with more satisfaction: "Since you are still making the final struggle, let me give you a good time."
This time, Zuo Bei no longer used one hand, but instead held the ax with both hands. He jumped up and chopped down with all his strength.
Bai Xiuping also gritted his teeth and responded with all his strength. He held the Holy Fire Sword and poured all his inner strength into it, slashing towards the left stele.
…
In the far distance of the forest, Ran Feihong, the bodyguard of Jubao Palace, was covered in blood at the moment, regardless of the fact that the bodyguard was imprisoned by the Turks.
He collapsed weakly on the ground, leaning against the tree, gasping for air.
Next to him were the corpses of a large number of Turkic soldiers.
As he said, Wu Xing Palace didn't care about the Turks. He came by himself and killed dozens of Turks soldiers with one man and one sword.
He was also wounded all over his body, but when he came today, he had no intention of going back alive. Everyone has beliefs to protect, which are more important than life and death.
There was a roaring sound and purple-black flames rising in the sky in the distance. From such a distance, one could feel the terrifying aura. He gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, what on earth is that?"
