Da Qin: Me! the Unparalleled Prince, Guarding the Great Wall for 18 Years

"Huh?~"

Touman's face suddenly turned blue and red.

According to the customs on the grasslands, when the tribes are fighting, the leaders of both sides can make an appointment to fight, and the other side cannot refuse.

This custom has always been highly praised by the grassland people who advocate force.

Touman was furious in his heart.

At this moment, seeing that he was about to take down the entire Ke Zuobu, Huvrow even invited him to fight and set him on fire in an instant.

This dog thief! , and will take him as an army when his death is imminent.

The murderous intent on Touman's face was about to overflow.

Do you think you can live in death?

"Yu Fuluo, you couldn't beat me before, but now you're panicking like a lost dog, what can you do to win me!"

Touman let out a long roar, slashed forward with the machete in his hand, and galloped out on his horse.

On the opposite side, Yufro has also ignored it, and also galloped towards Touman.

Upon seeing this, the Huns warriors on both sides gave way and left the stage to the two leaders with the highest status on the grassland.

Crazy fighting intent ignited in their chests, like two wolf kings, roaring and fighting together.

"when!"

Touman's machete and Huvro's horse fork slammed together, making a fierce symphony of gold and iron.

Touman's right arm was suddenly numb from the shock, and Huvro's body swayed violently twice on the horse's back, almost falling off the horse.

The two riders staggered and passed by.

Around the two, the Xiongnu warriors and the rushing Kezui tribesmen fought together again.

The fierce killing sound suddenly rose into the sky!

"when!"

Huvro's horse fork and Touman's machete kept banging together, making a fierce symphony of gold and iron.

Both of them felt their arms were sore and numb, and they couldn't be tired, but the current situation did not allow them to step back half a point!

Touman held a machete in his hand and locked it in Furuo's throat, and the murderous intent burst out in his eyes.

"Yuffro, today you are sure to die!"

"Idiot talking about a dream!"

"Drink~"

Touman shouted loudly and urged the horse to rush in. The sharp machete swept across Furo's chest, and Yufro raised his heavy horse fork, ready to resist the knife.

"When~"

There was another fierce sound of gold and iron, and Yu Fu Luo's entire body was chopped into the air, and then fell to the ground.

Huvro felt sadness in his heart.

He once lost to Touman in the battle of Shanyu.

I didn't expect to fight again, but it's still the same end!

Yufro felt that his vision was beginning to blur, and when he looked back, he saw that his clan was gradually surrounded, harvested, and fell down like wheat.

All of a sudden, a salty smell rushed to the throat, and everything became trance.

Is this going to die?

In the dimness, Huvrow faintly heard the sound of horse hooves suddenly sounded from a distance.

Looking from a distance, I vaguely saw a fiery red figure galloping towards the battlefield, holding a silver spear, flashing cold killing intent!

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"Suffer to death!~~"

Touman roared wildly, and the sharp machete stabbed like a poisonous snake.

Huvro stared at Touman stubbornly, but sadly found that his legs were no longer under his command.

"Pfft!~"

"Ugh!~~"

With the crisp sound of the sharp blade cutting through the chest cavity, Touman's machete easily pierced through Huvro's chest, and the sharp blade went straight through his back.

Touman's mouth opened with a cruel sneer, and he hated the other party very much in his heart.

The machete swerved around in his hand before it was quickly withdrawn, leaving a huge blood hole on Yuvro's chest.

Blood poured out like a fountain, and Huvro's vitality was rapidly fading.