"Yes, it's only seven days."

Li Shimin murmured to himself, his eyes as if penetrated the heavy clouds, and saw a mountain hidden among the misty clouds.

"I don't know how well Master Fanzhai and Fairy Master are prepared. No matter what, if you cannot win this battle, everything will be empty talk."

Li Shimin clenched his fists, and a solemn look appeared on his face. With his always calm and calm mind, he could not remain calm even when facing this unprecedented brilliant battle that was about to begin.

The scenes of the battle of Luoshui flashed rapidly in his mind. Yu Wenshang, Chao Gongcuo, the four saints, Ning Daoqi and others were all famous top masters, but when facing the Great Sui national master, they could only be defeated without any suspense.

With one person's strength, he cuts through the waves and turns the rivers and seas. At this point, martial arts is like a moving natural disaster, no one can stop it, no one can defeat it.

This is a field that Li Shimin has never entered.

That person's unparalleled power almost made him doubt the significance of the military battle formation. In the face of force, can thousands of troops really block it?

If Li Shimin was to mobilize troops and fight on the battlefield, no matter who he faced, he would dare to say that he was confident and would not be afraid of anyone. If he replaced it with martial arts competition, it would be completely unfair to him.

After sighing slowly, all Li Shimin could do was wait.

During this year, although the Li family had not raised the banner of anti-Sui Dynasty, they had actually rebelled.

Under the persuasion of Li Shimin, Liu Wenjing and others, Li Yuan slandered the Sui generals Wang Wei and Gao Junya colluded with the Turks, beheaded two people in Jinyang to sacrifice flags and raise troops, and then killed the treacherous ministers and protected Yang Guang's title, and sent troops to Daxing City, the capital of Sui.

Unlike the unstoppable capture of Daxing in history, the Li family encountered stubborn resistance this time.

First, Yang Guang was not dead and still stayed in the imperial city.

The second biggest variable comes from the Dugu Valve. The Dugu Valve, which has been tied to Wang Dong's chariot, will not show mercy because of his kinship with Li Valve.

What's more, Dugu Valve and Li Vale were in a relationship in the past because Dugu Valve had a weak foundation and could not support it alone. Now with Yu Wen's death, Dugu Valve even took advantage of the fire to rob the Yu Wen Valve, and they took advantage of the situation to take over the military power controlled by Yu Wen Valve.

Now that Dugu family has both ambitions and strength, he is also supported by the great god Wang Dong. How could he be willing to surrender to Li family and live under someone else’s roof?

Under the Dugu family's desperate counterattack, relying on the strong walls of Daxing City, they defeated the Li family's advance several times. Not only did the Li family fail to capture Daxing, but they lost their troops and had to retreat to Taiyuan for rest.

Even if the Li family invited the two masters of Buddhism and Taoism to raid and attempted to use the beheading tactic, they were ultimately defeated because the rumored Palace Master Yihua, who had a close relationship with Wang Dong, took action.

This battle also truly allowed the world to see the strength of the two palace masters, Yao Yue and Lian Xing. Their strength is beyond doubt. The power of the two teams together is enough to match any master in the world.

Just as the snow was flying in Guanlong and the sky was full of silver, a person was slowly coming to the Central Plains on the grassland.

This man was inserted into the moon wolf spear on his back, and his whole body exuded an inexplicable intimidating momentum. His body was perfect, his bronze skin shone with dazzling luster, and his qi and blood were incredibly vigorous. The ground he stepped on with his feet, the wild grass was withered and yellow, and the ground was dry and cracked, as if his whole body had become a melting pot, burning amazing heat all the time, forging the iron!

No matter who sees him at first sight, he will feel his invasion of fire and his domineering fighting spirit, as if an invincible ancient war god has arrived in the world.

This person is the invincible player in the grassland, and is famous for a hundred years. He is ranked as the guardian god of the Turks, who is the three great masters in the world, and is the "Martial Master" Bi Xuan!

Bi Xuan's steps were neither fast nor slow, but each step was as accurate as a ruler. He walked from the morning light to the sky, and a round of scorching sun hangs in the sky, baking the earth.

Bi Xuanzhou also seemed to have rays of red light spreading from his body, which shone with the scorching sun, making the entire space hot and boiling, as if walking in the vast desert of drought and hotness.

Bi Xuan stopped, raised his head, and looked straight at the sun with his eyes full of demonic power.

"Here! Here comes! This pressure is getting heavier and heavier."

Bi Xuan murmured to himself, and had an enlightenment in his heart.

More than a year ago, his two disciples, Tuoba Yu and Chunyu Wei, rushed to the Central Plains to hunt down Ba Fenghan, but unexpectedly, only Chunyu Wei returned in the end.

She came back with Tuoba Yu's head.

Not long after, Bi Xuan met the Buddhist envoy from the Central Plains again and brought a letter written by Fan Qinghui, the contemporary master of Cihang Jingzhai, and the Sanren Ning Daoqi.

These two figures standing at the peak of the Central Plains martial arts world only told one thing in their letter, inviting him, "Wu Zun" Bi Xuan to join forces to fight a powerful enemy that has not been seen in ancient and modern times.

Bi Xuan fought with Ning Daoqi forty years ago. At that time, his Yanyang magic skills entered the realm of great success and was confident that he could be invincible in the world. Unexpectedly, in a battle with Ning Daoqi, he tried his best to defeat Ning Daoqi's eight-handed pounce. Both sides fought more than a thousand moves, but they could not gain the upper hand, so they stopped.

The battle ended with a draw.

Bi Xuan deeply understands Ning Daoqi's difficulty, and how terrifying might a powerful man who can be described by Fan Qinghui and Ning Daoqi as an enemy that has not been seen in ancient and modern times?

However, Bi Xuan still responded to the invitation.

Not only to avenge his disciples, Bi Xuan was born a warrior and the overlord who swept across the grassland. His martial arts have always been indomitable and rampant.

His will will never allow himself to be cowardly and retreat!

What's more, the inspiration in the world in the dark told him all the time that even if he didn't respond to the battle, the other party would definitely come to him.

This is the profound realm of martial arts. The communication between thoughts and the aura between heaven and earth is so that when the threat comes, there will be a secret of heaven entering the spirit and showing it as a warning sign.

Bi Xuan felt the pressure.

The invisible and qualitative pressure seemed to have turned into a towering mountain, weighing heavily on his heart, making him look like a thorn in his back every moment.

For Bi Xuan, this is an unprecedented feeling.

But it is definitely not without any benefit. Since his martial arts success forty years ago, although his merits have been profound day after day, they have been unable to reach a higher level and enter the realm they have always dreamed of.

But during this year, under the threat of the seemingly ubiquitous pressure, Bi Xuan seemed to sense the opening of a door between heaven and earth. As long as he stepped on it, his life could be sublimated again.

"The Grand Master of the Great Sui Dynasty, Yuanshi Daluo Tian? Even if you are really the so-called 'Heaven', I will use my fists to break your heaven!"

Bi Xuan whispered, his eyes suddenly turned red, as if there were storm of flames, and he punched the sky, and the burning and boiling air was rolling in the air, causing the air to explode!

The brilliant and brilliant light instantly seemed to be a bit overshadowed by the sun.

...

In the palace of Baizi Pavilion in Longquan City, a man was climbing the astrological platform high in the three-story building and staring at the sky.

This man is thin, black and dry, with a high nose and deep eyes. He is wearing a wide orange robe. It seems that he is not good-looking, but his temperament seems to be one with the heaven and earth, surpassing the limitations of man and heaven.

This person is Fu Nanda, a monk from India. He came to the west five years ago to preach the Dharma and met and made friends with Bai Ziting. He obtained the famous National Hexagram. He was even regarded as the national teacher by Bai Ziting and was highly respected.

"The national master has been on this astrology platform almost every day this year, but what signs are there?" A middle-aged man wearing a royal robe and walking in a dragon and tiger step stood beside Fu Nandao at some point.

Fu Nandao smiled slightly and said, "How much does the king know about the situation in the Central Plains in recent years?"

The middle-aged man wearing a royal robe was Bai Ziting, the Lord of Longquan. After hearing this, his eyes flashed slightly and said with a smile: "It's hard for me to say this to the National Master. I have a lot of business on weekdays and have major national affairs approaching. How can I have the energy to care about the Central Plains?"

Fu Nandao smiled, and he didn't believe it at all if he bowed to Ziting.

Bai Ziting was originally the leader of the Limo tribe. This man was ambitious and attempted to use Longquan as the capital to establish the Bohai Kingdom, and then develop and grow, and seize the status of the Turks.

Regarding the Central Plains, Bai Ziting certainly wished that the more chaotic he would be, the better. Only in this way could he take the sir from the fire.

However, Bai Ziting's current strength is far less than that of the Turks, and he can't even get to Tuyuhun and Tiele. He has very few news channels in the Central Plains, but if he doesn't pay attention, it's just a lie.

Fu Nantuo said: "Can you know that a shocking figure has appeared in the Central Plains in recent years?"

Bai Ziting said casually: "I have heard of this man. It seems that he is the Grand Master of the Sui Dynasty, who was respected by Yang Guang as the 'Yuanshi Daluotian'?"

As he said that, he looked at Funanda with a smile: "This person is somewhat similar to the national master. If the national master meets him, he may be able to be a confidant."

Funanda sighed and said, "The little monk is as tiny as dust in this world. How dare he compare with him? He is no longer human!"

"Oh! He is not a human? Is he still a fairy god, a demon?" Bai Ziting said with interest.

Fu Nanda clasped his hands together, showing a pious look on his face: "He is neither a human nor an immortal, nor a god, nor a demon! He is the heaven, the Great Brahma!"

"The king knew that the young monk's lifelong pursuit was to "Brahma and I are the same", so that the "self" and "Brahma" can be unified, so as to obtain the ultimate liberation!"

Funanda looked at the sky with his eyes, and his eyes shot out the light of wisdom. His voice paused and he continued: "Brahma is the power to create the gods and the three realms of heaven, earth and earth. It is the combination of destruction and creation. It is the ultimate mystery in the universe. How small we are in the face of Brahma!"

"The King asked me to be on this astrological platform because I was watching Brahma, and now I am waiting for Brahma!"

"He is coming!"

"So no matter how ambitious the king is, what kind of plans he has for the Central Plains are now useless. No matter whether the Central Plains or the grassland tribes are, they are irresistible to resist Brahma's absolute power."

Fu Nanda sighed deeply.
Chapter completed!