Chapter 173 Yan Yang (Subscribe! Vote)

The last rays of sunlight have disappeared in the west.

The bright moon rose in the east, casting moonlight covering the earth.

Under the hazy moonlight,

A figure slowly approached from the distant horizon.

It is very slow, but it makes people feel more stressed.

As the man moved forward, the burning sensation became more and more obvious, as if the person coming over was not a person but a scorching sun.

At this moment, Wang Ming's energy was all focused on the person coming from afar.

After a while,

The man came closer and stopped a hundred meters away from Wang Ming.

Wang Ming looked carefully and saw a man sitting proudly on a majestic horse, with two horses for replacement beside him.

The man looked extremely relaxed and at ease, but he exuded an inexplicably evil and intimidating aura, as if he was an eagle overlooking the entire earth, watching its prey from the air.

He looked to be only in his thirties, with a perfect physique structure, bronze skin that shone with a dazzling luster, his limbs were full of the beauty of strength, and every move he made seemed to have the power to break a stone.

He was wearing a linen robe that fluttered in the wind, and his hands were broad and big, as if containing the most terrifying power in the world.

He is like a vast ocean full of undercurrents, with stillness in movement and movement in stillness. It is impossible to grasp his movements at all, and anyone who sees him will inevitably feel a thrilling sense of oppression.

His jet-black hair was tied straight back into a bun, and his handsome and ancient face was like a flawless statue cast in bronze. Just one look at him was enough to make people unforgettable and frightened.

On his tall and straight nose is a pair of eyes that are full of mysterious charm, cold and spirited, but they do not reveal the changes and feelings in his heart, making people feel that he is cold-blooded and can destroy anyone or anything at any time.

The man got off the horse and stood firmly on the ground with his feet. At that moment, it seemed as if his strong body could support the entire starry sky.

Before Wang Ming could ask, the man spoke first.

The man said from a distance: "Turkic Bi Xuan greets the Emperor of Central Plains!"

Wang Ming was shocked when he heard this. Although he had been guessing before, he still had some hope. Now he was completely sure of this person's identity.

Bi Xuan!

Bi Xuan, one of the most powerful martial artists in this world.

Wang Ming's eyes suddenly narrowed, he knew very well that he was in trouble.

This Bi Xuan should not be as powerful as Zhu Wusi, but he has never fought with Zhu Wusi.

This person is the most powerful person Wang Ming has ever seen.

Naturally, he felt extremely solemn in his heart, as he didn't want to fight with this person.

Wang Ming is not a martial arts fanatic and really doesn't like fighting.

He actually learned martial arts because he was afraid of death.

I learn martial arts because I want to live longer.

If you are afraid of death, why don't you compete with others for victory or life and death? This is completely stupid and putting the cart before the horse.

but,

Wang Ming is afraid of death!

Or it's not worth his death.

But Wang Ming has never lacked the courage to fight with all his strength.

In an instant, Wang Ming mobilized all his energy and spirit to put himself in the most perfect state.

Wang Ming frowned and said, "Martial Master Bi Xuan?"

Bi Xuan suddenly laughed and said, "Hahahaha! I didn't expect that His Majesty the Emperor of Central Plains actually knew my name. I am really flattered!" Bi Xuan was still very humble and polite at this time, but Wang Ming knew that it would definitely not be that simple.

Wang Ming asked, "When will Wu Zun come to our Central Plains?"

Bi Xuan replied: "I was asked to come here to complete a task."

Wang Mingdao: "What's the matter?"

Bi Xuan was silent for a moment and then replied, "Your Majesty, please come to my Turkic kingdom as a guest."

Upon hearing this, Wang Ming's eyes suddenly lit up with a murderous aura that seemed to be bursting out.

Bi Xuan suddenly spoke again: "This was indeed my original plan, but after arriving here, I decided to give up the idea of ​​inviting His Majesty to visit the Turks."

Wang Ming was stunned when he heard this, so he asked, "Then what is the purpose of your appearance this time?"

Bi Xuan smiled proudly and said, "Take something."

As soon as he finished speaking, he moved like magic to a distance of ten feet away from Wang Ming and suddenly punched out with his right fist.

To Wang Ming's surprise, Bi Xuan's every move did not produce any fist wind or whistling sound, nor did it bring any strong energy, but it made the man feel that all his counterattack routes were blocked by this ordinary punch.

Wang Ming could clearly feel that there was still a gap between himself and the Grandmaster Martial Arts Master Bi Xuan, so naturally he did not want to confront him head-on.

But before Wang Ming could make any move, the ordinary thrust, which showed no sign of any energy fluctuation, suddenly caused the entire ten-zhang space to become hot and boiling, as if he had been exposed naked for many days in a vast, dry, hot, and daunting desert, on the verge of death from thirst and lack of water.

Wang Ming suddenly remembered Martial Master Bi Xuan’s signature skill [Yan Yang Miraculous Ability].

I dared not to let my guard down for a moment.

Legend has it that Bi Xuan lost his way in the desert in his early years and accidentally encountered the desert temple, where he obtained the inheritance and then became a peerless master.

It can be said that this inheritance is not simple.

Wang Ming immediately activated one of the most powerful skills of the Xiaoyao Sect, the [Xiao Wuxiang Magic Skill] to simulate Zuo Lengchan's [Ice Qi], and the feeling of suffocation from the heat disappeared in an instant.

At the same time, a move [Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms - Shocking a Hundred Miles] was suddenly pushed out.

"Bang——"

A clear sound of air explosion was heard.

To the surprise of everyone watching the fight, Bi Xuan was knocked back several feet by Wang Ming. Wang Ming took the opportunity to quickly create a safe distance between the two.

Bi Xuan didn't look strange. The attack just now was just a small test, and it was normal to be blocked.

The look he gave Wang Ming became more and more weird.

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.

The order issued by Wang Ming to send troops from all over the country to Siming Mountain to defend the king was also known by the Turks.

The Turks then planned to capture the emperor of the Central Plains dynasty and then use the name of Emperor Yang Guang to "fight the enemy in accordance with the imperial edict."

So the Turkic martial arts master Bi Xuan personally went out and arrived at Siming Mountain, exhausted and traveling day and night.

He did not come out immediately, but watched the fight for a long time.

But the more I watched, the more frightened and horrified I became.

Whether it is Bi Xuan, the chess and sword master Fu Cailin, or the independent player Ning Daoqi, they can all take the head of a general in the midst of thousands of troops as easily as taking something from a bag.

But in the final analysis, he was just a powerful assassin.

But Yang Guang actually massacred tens of thousands of people.

This shocked him so much that he changed his mind.

Decided to kill this man.

(End of this chapter)