Zongwu: Start as Jinyiwei, invincible and powerful!

In the open space between the Zhou and Tang armies, in front is the towering city wall of Taiyuan, and behind are hundreds of thousands of soldiers of the Great Zhou!

As soon as Bi Xuan made a move, he displayed his famous skills, the Yan Yang Zhengong and the Desert Sand, which directly created such a ferocious and magnificent scene.

This made the soldiers on the Great Zhou side look nervous and a little worried.

However, Li Jing, Yue Fei and others had calm expressions. They fully believed in Lin Fan's strength.

On the towering walls of Taiyuan City, Li Yuan and Dou Jiande saw this scene and became somewhat blindly confident, putting aside a lot of their worries.

"There was news earlier that the Great Zhou's chief coach, Lin Fan, is a top martial arts master. I was worried whether the masters from Goryeo and the Turks could be his opponents, but now it seems I'm much more relieved."

Li Yuan narrowed his eyes and stared down intently. The deep worry in his eyes subsided a little. He turned to Dou Jiande who was standing beside him and spoke slowly.

"Your Majesty, don't worry. Bi Xuan is known as the Martial Master. His strength is unmatched among the Turks. He also has the support of Master Yijian, Fu Cailin, Demon Marshal Zhao Deyan, and Flying Eagle Qu Ao. Even if he can't defeat him, he can still resist Lin Fan."

Dou Jiande looked towards the battlefield and spoke slowly, not knowing whether he was comforting Li Yuan or comforting himself.

After a pause, Dou Jiande added, "Besides, the Northern Yuan and Northern Mang will not tolerate the Great Zhou's expansion. I believe that after receiving our letter for assistance, they will also send experts to support us."

Li Yuan nodded, finally feeling relieved, and watched the battle below carefully.

The two men didn't know that Lin Fan had already arranged for Luowang's people to intercept and kill the envoys they sent to Beiyuan and Beimang, so they would not be able to wait for the masters sent by the two countries.

And they didn't see it either.

At this moment, Lin Fan, who was standing opposite Bi Xuan, stood with his hands behind his back. His aura was steady and heavy, as unshakable as a mountain. His eyes were calm and composed, and he was not affected by Bi Xuan's skills at all.

Facing Bi Xuan's full-strength punch, he smiled calmly.

This smile immediately made Bi Xuan's heartbeat slow down, and he stared at Lin Fan with some confusion.

The next moment, Lin Fan's body suddenly erupted with fierce and violent true energy like a river bursting its banks, instantly forcing all of Bi Xuan's true energy back into his body, preventing him from releasing any of it.

Afterwards, Lin Fan did not dodge the punch, but slowly raised his hand. The movement seemed slow, but it seemed as fast as thunder, and he directly caught Bi Xuan's fist.

Bang!

The fists and palms collided, making a dull sound.

Bi Xuan's face flushed red as he tried to retract his fist, but he was horrified to find that he had no strength at all.

Lin Fan's Sacred Heart Qi flooded the surroundings like a vast ocean, pressing Bi Xuan to the point where he almost fell to his knees.

Bi Xuan couldn't help but feel terrified at this moment, "How could you be so strong?"

When I came, I was just told that I was coming to fight against a master from the Central Plains martial arts world. The opponent was very young and no matter how strong he was, his strength had its limits.

Bi Xuan wanted to curse at this moment. This time he was tricked to the point that he could not even save his life.

After close contact, he deeply felt the terrifying strength of the young man in front of him, which was like an insurmountable chasm.

"Is this the strength someone of this age should have?"

There was no time to shock him at this moment.

Bi Xuan tried his best to break free. All his true energy was channeled into his hands, and his arms turned red like iron pillars.

Unfortunately, the young man in front of him had a hand that was like an iron clamp, and once it clamped him, he could never break free.

He had to use all his strength to hit Lin Fan in the face with his other hand in an attempt to force him back.

At the same time, Bi Xuan shouted loudly behind him: "What are you still looking at? This person cannot be dealt with by one person alone, come and help me!"

Fu Cailin, Flying Eagle Qu Ao, and Demon Marshal Zhao Deyan naturally realized Lin Fan's strength at this time.

The huge amount of true energy that just flashed by was simply shocking, making the two of them feel uneasy. They both knew that this young man's martial arts skills were extraordinary. If they couldn't handle it well, they would probably have to stay here.

"Let's attack together!" Fu Cailin's eyes were extremely solemn, and he raised his sword and attacked towards Lin Fan's position.

His Nine Profound Arts was operating at its peak, and he used his sword technique to observe Lin Fan's weaknesses.

Flying Eagle Qu Ao touched the ground with his legs, leaped high like an eagle, and headed straight for Lin Fan with his fingers shaped like eagle claws.

Zhao Deyan's body was filled with dark energy, and his aura was strange and dangerous as he rushed towards Lin Fan.

Lin Fan turned his head to look at the three people who were attacking him, his expression extremely calm. He casually grabbed Bi Xuan's other fist, and the true energy of the Sacred Heart Sutra flowed through his palm. Ignoring the scorching temperature of Bi Xuan's hands, he then squeezed hard.

Click!

Like breaking gold and iron, Bi Xuan's hands were twisted irregularly, his face turned into the color of goose liver in pain, and he let out a painful wail.

Lin Fan defeated Bi Xuan, then tapped the ground lightly with one foot, "Han Tian Jue!"

A ring of ice quickly spread out from the tip of his right foot, and the extremely cold air instantly engulfed the surroundings in ice.

Many frost crystals appeared around Bi Xuan in front of him, and his hair and beard were frozen. In the severe pain, he quickly circulated his true energy, and a faint flame appeared around his body to resist.

The three attackers felt the extremely cold and terrifying aura, and their hearts skipped a beat.

Fu Cailin hurriedly stopped, and the long sword in his hand spewed out a foot-long white sword energy. He slashed forward with dozens of swords in a row, and only then was he able to resist Han Tianjue's breath.

The flying eagle Qu Ao had no time to resist and was frozen into an ice sculpture in mid-air before he even landed.

When it fell to the ground, it shattered into pieces of ice.

The dark demonic energy all over Zhao Deyan disappeared without a trace in an instant. He was also unable to resist for a moment and turned into an ice sculpture.

"Hiss!" Bi Xuan and Fu Cailin both gasped.

What kind of martial arts is this?

It's so powerful and unpredictable!

Bi Xuan was able to hold on a little longer because of the fiery nature of the true qi he cultivated.

Fu Cailin stayed away because he was cautious.

Seeing this horrifying scene, he had already begun to think of retreating before actually fighting with Lin Fan.

This kind of strength is totally beyond his ability to contend with.

It was unbelievable that such a young and peerless master had appeared in the Central Plains martial arts world. Fu Cailin's eyes changed, and he turned around and was about to use his lightness skills to escape.

At this moment, Bi Xuan's internal energy had been completely drained by Han Tianjue. He was shivering with cold and felt extremely desperate. Seeing Fu Cailin trying to escape, he shouted, "Save me!"

Lin Fan looked at Bi Xuan in front of him, shook his head slowly, and also struck out with a palm, sending him to reunite with the other two.

An extremely powerful palm force directly hit Bi Xuan's heart meridian, which had no resistance at all.

puff!

Fresh red blood spurted out of Bi Xuan's mouth, and his body flew backwards like a cannonball, hitting the city wall heavily and shattering into a ball of blood mist.

Wow!

This scene immediately horrified everyone on the Taiyuan city wall, and they involuntarily took several steps back.

Li Yuan and Dou Jiande were even paler, staring at Lin Fan below with fear in their eyes.

Just now they thought they could rest assured, but they didn't expect the situation to change so quickly. This so-called top Turkic master couldn't even hold on for ten breaths before he was defeated and died miserably.

"Why is Lin Fan so powerful?"

Li Yuan's face was filled with fear and his voice was hoarse.