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Chapter 213, page 228: The Sun Falls! A New God Rises!

"Bi Xuan!"

A deep, thunderous roar echoed across the battlefield.

The distance is three li.

A vast army stood in the middle.

Under normal circumstances, let alone a single person, even a cavalry force of several thousand people would find it difficult to break through in one go.

But Lu Chen's horse was like thunder and fire, his spear like a mad dragon, and his man was like a god or demon. Wherever he passed, waves of blood surged, limbs filled the sky, and thousands of troops fled!
Whether it was the tribesmen of the grasslands, the Black Wolf Army that Tuli relied on for its survival, or the Golden Wolf Army that Jieli relied on to suppress the grasslands, no one could stop him even for a moment.

A Golden Wolf Army expert roared as he rode in, his scimitar flashing like a streak of rainbow light. But with a single blow from the Xuan Tie Spear, the scimitar shattered, his body was smashed, and his head flew off.

A skilled archer with profound internal strength shot a heavy wolf-tooth arrow powerful enough to pierce through half an inch of iron plate, but with a gentle deflection of the spear, the arrow flew back at an even faster speed than it had come, piercing the archer hard.

A troop of Black Wolf soldiers roared in, and Lu Chen thrust his spear forward, unleashing a seven-zhang-wide whirlwind from the spearhead.

The violent force of "Wind Disaster" tore all the cavalrymen within seven zhang in front of him to pieces, men and horses alike. The splattered blood turned into a surging blood wave that rushed forward several zhang, blasting all the cavalrymen under the impact of the blood wave, breaking their bones and rupturing their internal organs!
As the "great vortex" that originally surrounded Lu Chen gradually collapsed.

As one cavalry unit after another was relentlessly broken through by Lu Chen.

The grassland cavalry blocking the way between Lu Chen and Bi Xuan saw the blood wave surging towards them, carrying countless mangled human remains flying everywhere. Gradually, their faces turned pale, fear gripped them, and they even involuntarily turned their horses to make way.

This shirtless young man, with muscles as perfectly defined as a god, is about to challenge the god of the grasslands.

This is a war between gods.

We mere mortals...

We can simply watch the game and cheer for our god.

The grassland cavalry, horrified by the renewed frenzied slaughter that Lu Chen had unleashed, convinced themselves of this.

Deep down, they also hoped that the god of the grasslands could defeat this young war god of the Central Plains.

After charging for just over a mile, not a single rider dared to stand in the way of Lu Chen's warhorse.

Thus, a wide passage appeared between Lu Chen and Bi Xuan.

Despite the presence of thousands of elite cavalrymen on both sides, not a single one dared to fire even a single arrow at Lu Chen.

Lu Chen, under the watchful eyes of thousands of soldiers—some hostile, some shocked, some terrified—charged unimpeded toward Bi Xuan, who stood on horseback with his spear across the hillside.

"Bi Xuan!"

Lu Chen rushed to the foot of the mountain.

The distance between them and Bi Xuan was less than a hundred feet.

"Lu...sink!"

Bi Xuanyi gave a low shout and faced Lu Chen, beginning their first conversation.

after that.

The god of the grasslands then raised with one hand the "Moon Wolf Spear," which had once swept across the grasslands and struck fear into the hearts of countless grassland masters.

The warhorse beneath him, with its glossy black coat and powerful physique, let out a long neigh, took off with all four hooves, and began its charge to meet the oncoming, thunderous, and fiery red steed.

Boom!

Amidst the thunderous sound of horses' hooves.

Two magnificent warhorses, one above the other, charged towards each other!

Bi Xuan's aura had spread out without reservation, and his whole being was like a blazing sun rising slowly. Wherever he passed, the air became scorching and boiling, and the grass and trees withered and scorched. The entire hillside seemed to have become a blazing desert under the scorching sun, a desert that could bake a living person into a dried corpse.

As the Martial Venerable unleashed his full aura, like the blazing sun high in the sky, the Turkic cavalry watching the battle from the hillside erupted in thunderous cheers and shouts.

As Lu Chen faced the blazing sun head-on, a terrifying aura erupted from his body, sending shivers down one's spine.

That aura was incomparably sharp, like a divine sword that could cut down everything, or like an indescribable demon god, making people feel as if they saw the most extreme killing, the deepest darkness, and the most complete destruction and end!

Two streams of energy collided in mid-air.

It was clearly just a clash of minds, yet everyone who was watching the battle felt as if the sky were collapsing and the earth was splitting, and they seemed to see the blazing sun colliding with the divine sword.

The extreme collision of energy, the sudden, illusory explosion that rang in their ears, even caused some grassland cavalrymen with overly tense nerves to experience a sudden blackout, their hearts to stop, and they to fall off their horses!
boom!
Amidst a deafening roar, Bi Xuan wielded the Moon Wolf Spear, a ninety-nine-pound spear, and slammed it down on Lu Chen's head.

As the spear fell, the space beneath it seemed to tremble and collapse under immense pressure, as if a scorching volcano was crashing down on Lu Chen.

The violent heat enveloped the land.

Under such heat, it would be difficult for an ordinary person to breathe, their blood would become hot and viscous, and their vital energy would be difficult to circulate.

But Lu Chen's heart skipped a beat, and a faint crimson light emanated from his body. He regarded the violent and scorching aura as nothing more than a gentle breeze.

At the same time, he also gripped the Xuan Tie Spear with one hand and, facing Bi Xuan's heavy spear that was lofty and imposing, suddenly thrust it out.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion rang out.

The iron spear was bent like a bow, and the air in front of the spearhead exploded into shockwaves. The spearhead and the spearhead collided fiercely, creating a deafening roar that could be heard for miles around, and a ring-shaped shockwave that caused sand and gravel to tumble and vegetation to be destroyed within a radius of several feet.

The enormous roar even caused many of the nearby steppe cavalrymen to bleed from all seven orifices and die on the spot!
Even some highly skilled martial arts masters couldn't help but show signs of pain.

Upon impact, the warhorses beneath the two riders let out mournful neighs and staggered backward.

Lu Chen pressed one hand on the horse's back, channeling a life force into it. At the same time, he pushed off the saddle with both feet, soaring into the air and flying ten feet into the sky. Then, he flipped in mid-air and swooped down towards Bi Xuan.

He used the seven-foot-seven-inch-long Xuan Iron Spear as a longsword, gripping the end of the spear with one hand and exerting tremendous force with his wrist. The Xuan Iron spear vibrated and hummed, and the spearhead emitted points of cold light, spewing out a torrential rain of energy that covered Bi Xuan and his surrounding circumference with the energy.

Bi Xuan's expression was solemn.

Because of that collision, he discovered that Lu Chen's skill and stamina showed no signs of weakening.

It was as if the relentless attacks of the twenty-eight thousand-man squads and Lu Chen's fierce charge had not depleted his strength or stamina in the slightest.

How is that possible?
Didn't Chao Gongcuo say that after Lu Chen killed fifteen people in a row while being besieged by eighteen experts, his true energy was completely exhausted?

How could he still possess such powerful and refined true energy after a bloody battle that lasted most of the day without a moment's respite?

Although I was shocked and puzzled.

But Bi Xuan was, after all, a peerless master who had experienced countless battles. The momentary distraction was swept away by his unwavering will, which had been honed through countless trials. With his mind highly focused, he faced the fiercely descending energy, which was neither clearly spear light nor sword energy, and thrust the Moon Wolf Spear into the sky.

As the Moon Wolf Spear pierced the sky, a golden light shone from its tip.

This golden light was extremely condensed, as fine as a bean, but to onlookers it seemed as if a golden sun was soaring into the sky, instantly filling the heavens and earth, as if the entire world consisted only of that domineering, incomparable, and all-repelling sun.

In reality, when that golden light bloomed, Lu Chen's torrential rain of energy, which was shooting down from the sky and could obscure vision and even block the sensing of energy, was like boiling water poured on snow, evaporating in the blink of an eye!
Only Lu Chen's black iron spear and Bi Xuan's moon wolf spear clashed head-on!
clang--

Another deafening explosion rang out.

Lu Chen was thrown out at an angle, and Bi Xuan's body also trembled. The magnificent black horse he was riding burst out with the sound of bones cracking, and blood gushed from its eyes, ears, nose and mouth. Before it could even let out a mournful cry, it crashed to the ground.

Bi Xuan did not grieve for his beloved horse's death in battle.

His expression was cold and his eyes were indifferent. He sprang into the air the instant his warhorse fell to the ground.

Lu Chen also made a turn in the air and flew towards Bi Xuan again.

Bi Xuan held the spear in one hand and unleashed a barrage of spear shadows, as if hundreds of heavy spears were simultaneously lashing out at Lu Chen. The force was like a mountain collapsing, rocks piercing the clouds, and a frenzied bombardment.

Lu Chen also held a gun in one hand, freely displaying his gun and sword skills. The shadows of his gun crisscrossed the sky, like a continuous hurricane or a barrage of thunder and lightning, as he confronted Bi Xuan head-on.

A dense, rain-like clashing of metal resounded, occasionally interspersed with a few thunderous bursts of energy.

Strong gusts of wind and air waves erupted continuously from the point where the spears clashed, stirring up billowing dust rings.

The ground was cracking, as if an earth dragon was turning over and tearing the earth apart.

The rocks were being crushed; even the most solid rocks crumbled like rotten wood the moment the two of them touched them.

Bi Xuan's hempen robes billowed, his long hair fluttered, and his entire body radiated with true energy. The air around him was scorching hot, and the surrounding vegetation began to emit smoke, then was crushed into powder by the powerful wind pressure, making it impossible to ignite. Lu Chen's body faintly emitted a red light, ignoring the extreme heat of Bi Xuan's Blazing Sun Divine Art. Sword winds howled around him, carrying invisible forces like giant waves, frantically impacting Bi Xuan.

But Bi Xuan was like a giant whale battling the waves, moving through the storm as if on flat ground, his moves showing no sign of disorder.

Just as the two were unleashing their full power and launching a frenzied attack.

Three thousand Xuanjia Iron Cavalry, led by Li Shimin, surged down the hillside like a black tidal wave, heading towards the Turkic army.

This battle marked the peak of the Xuanjia Iron Cavalry, as the cavalry formation included all of Li Shimin's most capable generals and experts, such as Yuchi Jingde, Li Jing, Hong Fu Nu, Pang Yu, and Zhai Changsun.

In addition, there are three major external aids: Dugu Feng, Wanwan, and Shi Feixuan.

There's also the veteran master Yun Shuai, and the two young talents Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling.

After this battle, it is unlikely that the Xuanjia Iron Cavalry will ever be able to assemble such a formidable lineup again.

The Turks had considered the possibility of a Tang counterattack, so they built a fortified camp, erected barricades, and sent out scouts to scout.

However, Lu Chen went to raid the camp early in the morning and single-handedly razed the outpost to the ground. Afterwards, the main force of the Turkic army was completely attracted by the godlike Lu Chen.

As Lu Chen fought fiercely from dawn until noon, defeating twenty-eight thousand-man squads in succession, he launched another charge against Bi Xuan, stirring up a bloody storm and throwing the encirclement into chaos. He then engaged in a major battle with Bi Xuan. Even the most composed Turks had completely forgotten to consider whether the Tang army might take advantage of this opportunity to launch a sudden counterattack.

therefore.

When three thousand Xuanjia Iron Cavalry swept down the hillside and charged towards the Turkic army, which was only two or three miles away, the Turkic army, which had not even had time to reorganize its formation and whose most people were still focused on the battle between Bi Xuan and Lu Chen, was dumbfounded on the spot.

The Turkic army had been scattered by Lu Chen.

Morale was also severely damaged by Lu Chen, and eventually, no one dared to stand in his way.

With their scattered battle formations and demoralized morale, how could they withstand a single blow from the Xuanjia Cavalry, personally led by Li Shimin and filled with top-notch warriors?
A dutiful commander of the Golden Wolf Army, having done his utmost to organize several hundred cavalry, attempted to hold them off and buy time for the main army to regroup. However, in a single encounter, they crumbled like sand dunes swept away by the Black Tide.

Immediately, a rain of arrows rose like dark clouds from the Xuanjia army, carrying the momentum of a charging warhorse, and crashed into the Turkic army ahead like hailstones, splashing up a blinding rain of blood.

As the Turkic army was thrown into chaos by the rain of arrows, three thousand Xuanjia soldiers, divided into three groups, charged irresistibly into the scattered cavalry formation of the Turks, instantly creating three towering waves of blood!
Bi Xuan's disciples Tuoba Yu and Chunyu Wei, who were originally focused on the battle between Bi Xuan and Lu Chen, realized that something was wrong and did not hesitate to lead thousands of Golden Wolf Riders to intercept them.

As a result, Tuoba Yu and Chunyu Wei, who were leading the charge, unfortunately encountered Li Xiuning's cavalry team.

When Dugu Feng, Wanwan, and Shi Feixuan, clad in black robes and armor, charged forward in formation, spears in hand, Tuoba Yu only had time to manage a bitter smile and utter a single sentence:
"This is really..."

He was then pierced through the throat, chest, and ribs by three long spears, and died instantly on the spot.

Chunyu Wei exchanged two blows with Li Xiuning and Lian Rou. Seeing that her senior brother had been killed in a single exchange, her eyes turned red. She leaped into the air, determined to die, and flew towards Dugu Feng and the other two who had killed Tuoba Yu.

However, on the battlefield, even for a master-level expert, recklessly taking to the air is a foolish act.

Just as Chunyu Wei leaped off the saddle and was still in mid-air, more than ten powerful arrows and three javelins flew toward her.

She managed to deflect three of the most lethal spears, but was powerless to dodge the arrows. She barely managed to deflect two arrows with her protective inner energy, but her inner energy was exhausted in an instant. Most of the remaining arrows pierced her body, and she only had time to twist her body slightly to avoid vital points.

But this did not change her fate.

As she fell to her death, Li Xiuning rode up on horseback, his spear flashing like lightning, piercing her chest with a soft thud. Then, with a flick of the spear shaft, Chunyu Wei's body was thrown into the air and crashed to the ground. Her wide-open eyes gradually dimmed, and she soon fell silent.

Even Martial Venerable disciples are incredibly vulnerable on this battlefield, a veritable millstone of flesh and blood.

Bi Xuan was unaware that his two disciples had already died in battle.

His entire focus was on the decisive battle with Lu Chen.

In this decisive battle that consumed all his energy and spirit, he even felt that he was gradually touching a realm that he had vaguely understood before but had never truly reached.

That realm beyond Grandmaster.

pity.

Even for a Martial Venerable, even with a formidable opponent like Lu Chen, achieving a true breakthrough in battle is incredibly difficult.

Bi Xuan could see that realm with absolute clarity.

He even felt that he could actually touch it if he just reached out his hand.

But by then, he had burned out.

Lu Chen's skill was already nearly equal to Bi Xuan's, and it was also inexhaustible.

In addition, he has now not only reached the pinnacle of "refining muscles and bones", but also completed the tempering of his heart in "refining internal organs". His divine strength is even more terrifying than when he fought against Chao Gongcuo and the other eighteen masters. In terms of strength, Bi Xuan has already fallen into an absolute disadvantage.

Bi Xuan could only rely on his rich experience, superb martial arts skills, and desperate burning of everything to fight against Lu Chen.

But now, he has burned out completely.

Even though he saw the new realm beyond Grandmaster, Bi Xuan was no longer able to climb to that realm.

Lu Chen also sensed that Bi Xuan's aura, after reaching its peak, began to decline.

Has the blazing sun on the grassland begun to dim?
Then let me use that most brilliant sword strike, the one that has claimed the lives of countless masters since I began practicing swordsmanship, to send you to your grave!
Zheng!
The sound of swords clashing rang out.

Suddenly, a dazzling white light burst forth from the dull and lusterless Xuan Tie Spear, transforming it into a divine sword, or a white rainbow piercing through the sun.

Sword One.

A white rainbow pierces the sun!
This was like a divine sword flying from the sky, causing Bi Xuan, whose momentum had already reached its peak and was beginning to decline, to have his eyes blaze with intense light once again.

It even subtly reveals a sense of being moved by the "Tao".

Bi Xuan's martial arts skills were honed through self-defense and combat.

Lu Chen's swordsmanship comes from the ultimate form of killing.

Bi Xuan did indeed see the "Dao".

As you hear the news, you can die in the evening.

This extreme joy and emotion enabled Bi Xuan, with his body burned out, to reach a realm that was originally impossible to truly touch, and to unleash the most brilliant spear of his life.

Every grandmaster, in his dying moments, can launch a devastating counterattack that can severely injure an opponent of the same level.

Therefore, it is rare for a Grandmaster or a slightly lower-level top expert to engage in a life-or-death battle.

Because no one is certain that they can escape unscathed from a near-death counterattack by their opponent.

Bi Xuan's near-death counterattack was not even at the Grandmaster level, but was a level higher than the Grandmaster realm.

Thus, this most magnificent spear thrust, like a dim sun, fell towards the earth, using its last energy to stage a most dazzling act of destruction.

boom!
This spear actually sent Lu Chen flying.

He was sent flying more than ten feet away, crashing into a rock more than three feet high and shattering it to pieces.

Bi Xuan, who had swung the spear, also lowered his head and looked at his chest.

A hole as large as a large bowl had appeared in his chest, running from front to back.

"Where...did you come from?"

Bi Xuan looked at Lu Chen, who had stood up from the rocks and rubble, with a purplish-blue bruise more than a foot long on his chest, yet remained unharmed. He smiled helplessly and fell back to the ground.

He tried his best.

Unfortunately, they encountered a true god who was a mortal walking among humans.

Lu Chen glanced down at the shocking wound on his chest and muttered to himself:

"As expected of Martial Venerable Bi Xuan."

This was the first time he had suffered such a serious injury since his decisive battle with Ouyang Feng on Peach Blossom Island.

Looking at Bi Xuan lying on his back on the ground, his eyes already dim, Lu Chen sighed softly and went over to close his eyes for him:

"The god of the grasslands shouldn't die too alone. Rest assured, I will send many Turks down to be buried with you..."

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