Outside Qin Mu's villa, nearly two thousand elite soldiers came, black-clad and black-armored. Some Turks were dressed up with the banner of "Ran". There was also a wolf-headed banner displayed in front of the formation. It turned out to be the army of the northern warlord Liang Shidu.

There were many old men from the Demon Sect among the people in the village, and they were all extremely shocked and angry. It turned out that Master Liang was the son of the Demon Sect Demon Xiang Sect. To the people in the villa, they were "his own people". Therefore, although Qin Mu and others had already expected a chaos in their lives, his betrayal still caught the disciples of the Demon Sect off guard.

The tall man stood up at the door of the manor and said proudly: "The Emperor Liang is here, are you still welcome?"

At this time, two riders in the rear formation were looking at the villa. One of them had a deep look, but he was not as confident as the person ahead. Instead, he was worried. He heard an old man who looked like a counselor next to him stroking his long beard under his jaw and said leisurely: "Don't worry, Khan, this villa is just a mere force in the martial arts world. How can I be the winner of my two thousand elites?"

This man spoke very fluently in Chinese, but he called Liang Shidu the Khan. This is what the Turks called Liang Shidu.

Master Liang shook his head and sighed, "You don't know that although there is no Qin Mu in this villa, there is Shi Zhixuan, the number one master of my Demon Sect. His martial arts are so terrifying, so he is afraid of something."

The old man laughed and said, "No one in this world can beat the army. Khan was worried too much! What's more, they have a great master, and I, Ashina, are not without people!"

He looked at a large tent behind with pride, but the tent was placed on an extremely large frame, decorated in gorgeous decoration, and was pulled by sixteen horses and stood behind the formation.

Master Liang was excited and nodded gratefully to the old man, turning his head to look at the villa.

I saw a brocade-robed scholar walking slowly out of the villa and looked at Liang Shidu deeply. Through hundreds of soldiers, Liang Shidu felt a cold all over his body, as if he was already a dead person.

He was in horror when he saw a majestic back suddenly appeared in front of him. He was wearing a wild robe, but his aura was so majestic that Master Liang could not see his face, but felt a sense of peace in his heart for no reason. He only heard him slowly say, "Brother Shi, why should he be as good as this person? Old friend came south, is Brother Shi not happy?"

Shi Zhixuan looked at him quietly for a while before speaking: "Brother Bi, why not invite Brother Fu out too? Otherwise, others would think that I, Shi Zhixuan, was not well-received."

With a chuckle, the curtain of the luxurious tent behind him was pushed away by a slender palm. A man in white walked out slowly from the door. He had a face that was extremely narrow and extremely long. His facial features were all flaws that no one wanted to have. It seemed to be squeezed into a pile, making his forehead look particularly high, his chin was slender and his outer cover was a bit sluggish. His curved nose bridge was not as tall as the previous example, making his eyes smaller than his mouth. Fortunately, he had black hair with long shoulders, which harmonized the dissonance between the wide shoulders and the narrow surface, otherwise it would be even more awkward and weird.

Not only the people in the villa, but even the soldiers escorted all the way in the army had never seen Fu Cailin's appearance, and they were all stunned at this time.

Two of the three original masters in this world actually appeared here, but Shi Zhixuan smiled and said, "I haven't seen each other for many years, how can Brother Fu?"

When Shi Zhixuan was named Pei Juzhi, he had been on a mission to the Turkic Goryeo, and they were both familiar with these two people.

Fu Cailin sighed softly: "Brother Shi can still laugh so happily, I'm afraid it's hard for me to be safe today."

He knew that Shi Zhixuan was a person who disdained falsehood. If he was not sure, he would definitely not be so calm. He knew that something was beyond his control.

Bi Xuan's face was also a little dim.

At this time, Fu Cailin continued to speak slowly: "Brother Shi knows that there are far more than me who have entered the pass today."

Shi Zhixuan glanced at Liang Shidu again, but Bi Xuan smiled slightly, knowing that he had been moved by Fu Cailin's words and his mind was no longer stable.

Fu Cailin's sword art is used to play with people and hearts. Therefore, language, expression, and even environment are all part of the competition.

This time, the Turks sent nearly 10,000 troops to the south, which was almost the largest military force that could be drawn. Moreover, the villa was a force in the martial arts world after all, and it did not have a direct impact on major events in the world. If it weren't for Shi Zhixuan, I'm afraid that two thousand troops would not have sent it, let alone Bi Xuan and Fu Cailin arrived in person.

But if the big things in the world are in trouble, it is normal for them to be so cautious.

Shi Zhixuan's heart sank. He was not worried about himself, but about Lin Shihong, Qian Duguan and others, the warlords of the Demon Sect in the south. If the Turkic soldiers had not arrived here, they would have been heading south.

The problem is that the Demon Sect has not received any news.

Sure enough, outside Xiangyang City, there were already densely surrounded by Turkic soldiers. Qian Duguan was originally a gang force in the martial arts world, and even his subordinates didn't know how to form a regular army. If it weren't for the fact that there were children from the mountain village among the generals later, he would have been abandoned and surrendered at this time. Even if he was persuaded by everyone, he would be in panic all day long.

Lin Shihong, the largest force in the Demon Sect, was attacked by his enemy Xiao Xian. What's even more terrifying is that Xiao Xian's army seemed to have foreign aid, and he used troops like a god. In one day, he conquered three counties and was mostly lost in Yuzhang County. Lin Shihong was the apprentice of Bi Shouxuan of Yinkui Sect. He has always been known as a hero who was better than the blue one. He was also powerless to fight back for a while.

Shi Zhixuan had no idea about these, but Bi Xuan's confidence forced him to think about it.

For a moment, his face changed drastically.

A sweet laugh came, and a woman in white jumped out of the villa. The middle door was already wide open, but she was extremely naughty and jumped onto the wall, with a pair of barefoots like white jade swaying on the wall.

It is the maid who has not been out of the world for a long time.

Everyone in front of the formation was obviously tense, and the atmosphere was extremely tense. When they saw her, they seemed to see the pretty girl next door when they were young. They all became quiet, and for a moment, all the troops were silent.

Bi Xuan and Fu Cailin were shocked, and only heard Bi Xuan sigh: "Are there so many heroes in the Central Plains?"

When he saw Wu Xian, he realized that this woman was young but had already entered their realm. In addition, Qin Mu, who had fought for a long time, could not have imagined that anyone among the younger generation on the grassland could compare to these two.

But when he heard Fu Cailin's sword sound, Bi Xuan's heart was shocked. He knew in his heart that he had been influenced by the demon of the gods, and he was depressed before he even took action.

But the charm of Wu's mind was not only directed at him, but instead attacked everyone's weaknesses in this battle. For him, he was worried about the future of the grassland every day. For the soldiers on the field, some were fascinated by her beauty, and some were swept away by her eyes, and fear of death arose in his heart.

Shi Zhixuan sighed secretly, his nephew, might be a genius who can cultivate the demon to the level of breaking the void.

In the original work of Wuya, he used the immortality of the two dragons to enter the 18th level of the Heavenly Demon**. Now Qin Mu, who is familiar with the immortality technique, is guided by him. He is taught by Shi Zhixuan and Qin Mu every day by word and deed. Compared with the past, it is a world of difference.

The demon **, in her hands, has gradually surpassed the predecessors.

Bi Xuan knew in his heart that she could no longer let her do this. He shook his feet and then rushed towards the widow on the wall. Fu Cailin seemed to have already noticed it. Behind Bi Xuan, a cold star was pointed out. When Bi Xuan's body seemed to be able to cover the sky and the sun flashed by, everyone found a long sword, which was less than two feet away from Shi Zhixuan's throat.

But I heard the smirk, "I won't fight you."

I saw dozens of figures suddenly flying out of the villa, as if they were some formation, surrounding Bi Xuan.
Chapter completed!