I am cultivating both immortality and martial arts

Chapter 107
Fu Yun Khan withdrew his gaze. He was worthy of being the hero of the generation who ruled Tuyuhun, and his confidant died in battle. His expression did not change at all, but he said to the left and right: "Which other warrior is willing to try?"

When Fu Yun Khan's generals were petitioning to join the battle, Lu Xian was already [-] steps away from the hill.

He took out the Sun-Exterminating Bow and shot a powerful arrow that penetrated the battlefield, but was blocked by Fuyun Khan's personal guards holding a one-foot-thick fine iron shield.

The arrow pierced through the shield and body of an armored shield warrior, finally lost all kinetic energy, and was chopped down by Fuyun Khan with his sword.

Fu Yun Khan's body stood upright. Although he was old, his eyes were still as sharp as when he was young. He looked at Lu Xian at the foot of the mountain without blinking, and roared: "You can't kill me, but I will kill you today!" I will kill you here, and make your skull into a wine vessel, which will become the collection of this big man!"

"Khan! Long live! Long live!" Hearing Fu Yun Khan's declaration, his deployment howled with excitement. No matter how heroic the opponent is, they are wolves in the grassland, and any enemy can only be reduced to them food.

Looking at the figure on the mountain, Lu Xian stuck a talisman on the tail of a special arrow, and once again pulled the Sun-Exterminating Bow towards the air.

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No one saw what happened, but the arrow shot by Lu Xian sank into the sky in an instant, Fu Yun Khan felt his scalp tingle, and the shadow of death hit his heart, and he suddenly rode his horse and fled into the distance without thinking about his face.

At this moment, there was a shrill sound of piercing through the air, and an arrow shot down faster than lightning, and instantly sank into Fuyun Khan's back.

Under the eyes of everyone, Dapeng's blood exploded from Fuyun Khan's body, dyeing the surrounding ground blood red.

Fuyun Khan's body swayed on the horse, revealing a big hole that penetrated back and forth, and then fell headlong to the ground.

There was a moment of silence on the battlefield, and then various sounds mixed together, making the battlefield chaotic.

"Fu Yun Khan is dead!"

"Kill him! Avenge the Khan!"

"He's the devil!"

"Longevity God! Please protect your people..."

No matter how difficult it was to maintain the previous battle on the battlefield, some people were scared out of their wits. They threw away their weapons, turned their horses' heads, abandoned the brave heart of Prairie Boylang, and never dared to face this man again.

There were also Tuyuhun warriors who yelled and drew their swords and rushed towards Lu Xian, but Lu Xian took out them one by one without much effort.

"Get it! Get it! Get it!" The sound of horseshoes resounded clearly on the battlefield, and the spear in Lu Xian's hand was still as bright as new. In today's battle, I don't know how many people died under this spear.

Wherever they passed, the crowd diverged, and everyone looked at this terrible man with a kind of surprised and full of eyes. Suddenly, someone yelled, and the sparse warriors of various races could no longer bear the huge fear in their hearts, howling. Screaming and running away.

The shouts of killing gradually ceased. Lu Xian stood on his horse and looked around. He saw blood flowing into rivers and corpses strewn across the beautiful grassland. Only the horses of the dead knights were neighing on the deadly battlefield.

After fighting for half a day, although the horses under the seat had been modified, they were still close to the limit, sweating profusely, with a lot of white saliva coming out of the corners of their mouths, and they looked like they would fall to death at any time.

Lu Xian simply jumped off his horse, led the horse and walked towards the north for a while. In front of him were the camps of various tribesmen. The camp was in a mess, and supplies were scattered everywhere on the ground. It was obvious that the place had been ransacked once by defeated soldiers.

At this moment, a lunatic figure walked past him, but it was Xu Kaishan who dragged a corpse into the darkness.

Not caring about him, Lu Xian walked into the camp, the group of defeated soldiers left in a hurry, there was still a lot of tools to take away in the future, they used a fire to cook at will, and had a delicious meal mixed with spirit rice and monster meat, and then went to find Set up the most luxurious tent to meditate and restore your spirit.

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With a "bang", the golden wine bottle splashed all over the ground.

Jieli Khan stood up abruptly, unaware that the table in front of him was overturned, his eyes widened, "What did you say?!"

The most powerful person in Turkic who has traversed the prairie for decades, his body is trembling unconsciously, all because the news he received was too shocking.

The messenger was trembling, and repeated the news he had received.

"Tuyuhun and other tribes combined a total of more than [-] troops, but they were single-handedly defeated by one person. How could there be such a terrifying warrior in the world!"

Not long ago, he personally led the most elite Golden Wolf Riders in the clan to ambush Martial Immortal Luxian. Not only did his elite soldiers suffer heavy casualties, but he also lost several generals in a row. Even Dun Yugu and Fu Nanda died at the hands of that man.

After that, he learned from the painful experience and dispatched the wolf bandits under his command to unite with various grassland ministries, and even allowed Tuyuhun Fuyun's army to enter his sphere of influence, in order to completely solve this serious problem without mobilizing the Turkic army.

However, what he never expected was that the final result of the battle ended with the defeat of the [-] army and the death of Fuyun Khan on the spot.

"Don't say that one day they will invade the Central Plains. With this person, our prairie will never have peace." Jieli Khan raised his head and sighed, with an indescribably desolate look on his face.

The land that had recently been ruled by Tuli, the real ruler of East Turkistan, was at the peak of his life, but suddenly became disheartened, and even had the idea of ​​disarming and returning to the land.

"Khan, why should you be discouraged, such a strong man is the best opponent that every warrior dreams of. I am going to meet this Wuxian for a while." His jet-black hair was tied into a bun, and his bronze-colored skin gleamed with dazzling luster. The most memorable thing was his pair of eyes full of evil charm and high spirits, full of unparalleled belief in never giving up and facing difficulties.

He is the legend on the prairie, the spiritual totem of countless warriors and soldiers and civilians on the prairie, the undefeated myth - Wu Zun Bixuan.

"My lord, absolutely not!" Jieli Khan said hastily when he heard that Bi Xuan was ready to fight.

Lu Xian defeated thousands of enemies with one man's strength, but anyone who has reached a certain level of martial arts knows that his martial arts has reached an incredible level. Jieli Khan's cultivation base is extremely high, and his eyesight is not bad. If Bi Xuan meets that person, the chance of winning is very slim.

Bi Xuan is the spiritual totem on the prairie, and he is also his most powerful supporter. Once Bi Xuan loses or even dies, it will be no less than a military defeat for the Turks.

Bi Xuan said: "I've made up my mind, and Khan doesn't need to persuade me anymore. For warriors of my generation, a battle with such a powerful enemy is enough to burn and sublimate myself to the most extreme brilliance, and reach the highest level of martial arts. What's more ..."

There was a flash of light in his eyes, and the long hair hanging on his shoulders was windless and automatic, "Recently, I have made another breakthrough in martial arts. Even if I lose, I am sure to make him suffer irreversible injuries. At that time, the sweat can mobilize the army Encircle and suppress, we must cut off this enemy for our Turks."

Jieli Khan's tiger's body trembled violently, knowing that Bi Xuan had committed death for the purpose of eradicating this great enemy for the Eastern Turks. !"

"Bi Xuan is so happy in his heart at this time, why does Khan act like a little girl?" Bi Xuan waved his hand and walked out of the tent with a long smile.

Jieli Khan calmed down, walked out of the tent after a while, and ordered the messengers, "The army is going out, the goal is to conquer the city."

(End of this chapter)