The heavy rain continued to fall from the sky. The dark sky seemed to be about to collapse at any moment.
The wind chased the rain, and the rain chased the wind. Lightning flashed and thunder roared everywhere.
Just like that, the Turkic cavalry endured the baptism of the storm.
"How, how is this possible?"
Prince Xian of the Left swallowed hard and muttered to himself.
"When did such a level of expert appear in this world?？”
Under the heavy rain, Prince Xian of the Left was drenched until his hair was disheveled. Raindrops were still dripping down, but he could no longer care about it.
Zhangsun Wuyi's miraculous power had already exceeded the limits of Prince Xian of the Left's comprehension.
This was definitely not an ordinary martial grandmaster!
At the position of Prince Xian of the Left, he had seen many martial grandmasters.
Other than the Eastern Turks 'Revered Martial General Bi Xuan and the Demon Commander Zhao Deyan and the Imperial Advisor, who were both old martial grandmasters.
Prince Xian of the Left had also seen new grandmasters like Kuo Zhong, Xu Zhiling, and Ba Fenghan.
However, Prince Xian of the Left was certain that even they did not have such terrifying strength.
Prince Xian of the Left looked at Zhangsun Wuyi, who was definitely not even thirty years old yet had such powerful strength.
How could a person with such qualifications be unknown in the martial arts world?
Just like the Great Tang…
Wait a minute!
The Great Tang!
Prince Xian of the Left seemed to have thought of something and suddenly sat down on the ground.
At first, Yaljin was still in a daze. When he saw Prince Xian of the Left suddenly fall to the ground, he instantly woke up.
"Prince Xian of the Left! What happened to you?"
Yaljin jumped off his horse and pulled Prince Xian of the Left up.
"It's over! It's all over now!"
Prince Xian of the Left's eyes were lifeless as he muttered to himself.
"What do you mean finished? How could Prince Xian of the Left say such depressing words without the Great Khan?”
"We have tens of thousands of cavalry. It's not like we can't fight that thief!”
Yalkin was a typical grassland man, brave and brave, but not smart enough.
Seeing Prince Xian of the Left in this state, he felt a little pained.
"We can't win, we can't win!"
Prince Xian of the Left shrunk his neck, his face completely numb.
"Prince Xian of the Left!"
Yaljin angrily glared at Prince Xian of the Left. He had just raised the Hu Saber in his hand and was about to order the Turkic cavalry to attack at full force.
However, Prince Xian of the Left looked at Yaljin with eyes that were about to split open. He quickly pressed Yaljin's hand down.
"Yaljin, no!"
Prince Xian of the Left broke out in cold sweat when he saw Yaer Jingang's actions.
" Hmph!" Yaljin snorted and said coldly to Prince Xian of the Left," Prince Xian of the Left, if you stop me again, don't blame me for disregarding my past feelings!"”
"You mustn't! Do you know that you are pushing tens of thousands of Turkic warriors into a fire pit?？”Prince Xian of the Left was also furious as he said angrily to Yaljin.
Prince Xian of the Left was scared out of his wits by that person!？That thief is not the silver-masked Death God from ten years ago. I don't believe that he can defeat these ten thousand cavalry!!”
However, before Yaljin could finish his sentence, Prince Xian of the Left slapped him across the face.
"You idiot, you even know about the Silver-masked Reaper!？”
"Take a closer look! Other than the fact that he didn't have a mask, how was he different from the silver-masked Reaper from ten years ago?？”
Prince Xian of the Left said these words with tears in his eyes, which also stunned Yarkin.
He looked at Zhangsun Wuyi.
It was better not to look.
With one look, Zhangsun Wuyi's image completely merged with the Death God in Yaljin's memories.
"It really is him!"
Yaljin's expression was the same as Prince Xian of the Left's, and he stood rooted to the ground.
The heavy rain on the grassland always came and went quickly.
About fifteen minutes later, the dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, and the sun continued to shine on the grassland.
Although it had been washed by a heavy rain, the smell of blood still lingered in the air.
Opposite Zhangsun Wuyi, Prince Xian of the Left and Yaerjin were both staring at him in a daze, their eyes filled with shock.
Just as the two of them were still in a daze, Zhangsun Wuyi finally began to move.
Ta!
Zhangsun Wuyi slowly walked toward the Turkic cavalry.
He walked very slowly, but every step he took felt like he was stepping on the hearts of Prince Xian of the Left and Yarkin.
This made their hearts twitch.
Soon, Zhangsun Wuyi was about to reach the Turkic cavalry, and the entire Turkic cavalry fell silent.
"Kill them!"
The Turkic cavalry could no longer endure the oppressive atmosphere and charged at Zhangsun Wuyi without Yaljin's permission.
These groups of people added up to a total of two thousand people, and their imposing manner was extraordinary.
For a moment, the atmosphere was filled with killing intent.
"No!"
The moment the Turkic cavalry attacked, Yaerjin and Prince Xian of the Left let out cries of despair.
Unfortunately, the red-eyed cavalry simply did not listen to them.
He continued to chant Turkic battle hymns as he charged madly at Zhangsun Wuyi.
However, this time was different from before.
This time, they had no chance to walk up to Zhangsun Wuyi.
It was like a moth flying into a flame.
The cavalry only managed to get to a distance of thirty feet away from Zhangsun Wuyi.
Just like before.
Along with their horses, they set off blood-colored fireworks in the air.
A Turkic horseman hadn't even had time to step out before he exploded beside Prince Xian of the Left and Yaljin.
The blood that filled the sky directly splashed onto the two of them.
Bang bang bang!
Expressionless, Zhangsun Wuyi finally arrived before the Turkic cavalry.
He just stared at them quietly!
"Devil! This is a demon!"
Finally, a Turkic soldier couldn't take it anymore.
He shouted and jumped off the horse with extreme fear on his face.
Ignoring the puddles of water on the grass, he directly knelt down and kowtowed in front of Zhangsun Wuyi.
With the first one, there would be a second and a third.
The invincible Turkic cavalry that once roamed the grasslands.
At this moment, they finally threw away their last bit of pride.
The remaining thousands of Turkic cavalry all knelt before Zhangsun Wuyi!
"Hahahaha!"
Looking at the scene in front of him, Yarkin laughed hysterically.
"Turkic cavalry? The Turkic cavalry? The Turkic cavalry!"
Yaljin's face was filled with desolation, and the three Turkic cavalrymen were also filled with desolation.
"I'll go first."
After shouting, Yalkin's face was already filled with the will to die.
He slowly raised the Hu Saber in his hand, and a mouthful of blood spilled on the prairie.
However, such a scene could not stop Zhangsun Wuyi from advancing.
He slowly came to the side of Prince Xian of the Left.
"Tell Jie Li."
"He won't return for a day."
"Slaughter two thousand Turkic cavalry."
"Three Days Without Return!"
"The Turkic Ivory Tent."
"Leave no one alive."
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