Martial Sage

Seeing Hu Lu as the leader approaching step by step, Tu Yu frowned.

The friends who used to work hand in hand have now become rivals in the army, and their hearts are all complicated for a time.

"The Western Turks are in harmony with each other, but in reality they are full of contradictions. The big tribes are bullying, and the small tribes have to do some sneaky activities!"

"Hu Lu is the leader! Wake up! Don't use it for this ambitious Khan!"

"Take care of your people, and have a safe and stable life!"

The hissing sound rang through his ears, but Hu Lu, the leader, remained unmoved.

Up to now, this Tu Yu didn't have a word to turn back! The arm holding the mace trembled faintly, and the eyes in his eyes gradually became hot.

"Tu Yu! Even now, you have no regrets!"

"Do you really think I dare not kill you?"

At this moment, Tu Yu's heart is extremely sad!

Painful persuasion has no effect at all. It seems that today's battle is inevitable.

The figure straddling the horse's back remained motionless, watching the figure gradually rushing up, staring at the figure coming towards him, and his voice gradually became cold.

"I'm here, let you kill!"

"It's up to you to be able to do it or not!"

The mace swept towards Tu Yu's door.

Around the three generals, seeing Tu Yu's unmoving figure, their complexion changed, and almost subconsciously they wanted to rush forward.

Wu Tong frowned when he saw the two close at hand and whispered.

"Do you want to kill Tu Yu? The stick is about to hit him, what is he thinking?"

In the words, there was a faint worry.

Tang Hao concentrated on the Daoist shadow, but he was not as nervous as these people.

"As a general of the tiger division, how can you get to this position without a few strokes?"

"Hey, the three retreats are an answer to the old feelings of the past."

"Let the order go on, get the catapult ready, and help these tribal warriors to attack later. If too many people die, we won't be able to talk about it."

Although he had never seen Tu Yu make a move with his own eyes, Tang Hao had an intuition that the martial arts of this general were actually comparable to that of Su Qingjie.

Will not be unprepared to go to this trick.

The next moment.

When the strong wind hit his face, Tu Yu on horseback suddenly fell backwards, the mace cut through the cold air and wiped it against Tu Yu's cheek.

Tu Yu’s eyes reflected the erected barbs on the mace, and even the sharp barbs were clearly visible. A huge force swept across with a strong wind, squeezing the air. , There is a feeling of suffocation.

The original look in his eyes became irritable by the way, and Hu Luju didn't expect that Tu Yu had no intention of fighting back, and even the horses under him had not moved half a point.

When the horses staggered past, the leader of Hu Luju almost opened his eyes, and his heart was shocked.

Just now that amazing blow, I thought that it would make Tu Yu face chaos, and he might show his majesty in front of the Chinese tribe, but he never thought that this kid would actually evade the past calmly.

"Tu Yu! Why don't you fight back!"

"Are you humiliating me?"

Before the frantic shouts rang through the army, the leader of Hu Luju transferred the dock and roared at that figure.

On the ground illuminated by the bright sky, reflected in the snow, a little dazzling.

Once in the entire ethnic group, he served as a defense against foreign invasions. A silver spear swept across the desert. This man once represented the pinnacle of the Tiger Master and the highest Realm of grassland force.

As he walked shoulder to shoulder with this person, he knew in his heart that this man would be very difficult to defeat by himself.

But after all, he was dissatisfied. He wanted such an opportunity for a showdown. This was his arrogance. Even if it was just this opportunity, he was willing.

But now, the man who is unparalleled in the wasteland does not even want to give him a chance to parry.

While thinking, the leader Hu Luju still hurried over again.

"Don't fight back! You may die!"

With a reminder, the galloping horses passed away and rushed towards the figure straddling the pier again.

The faint response sound is still the same as before.

"You are my brother!"

"I will let you three tricks!"

The voice drifted away with the cold wind and passed into Hu Luju's ears. The hand holding the horse's rein slowly reined it, and the horse's speed also slowed down.

Three tricks?

Until this moment, the mace in his hand could no longer be smashed.

If you lose, you will have no place to show yourself. If you win, you will also end up with the title of invincibility.

The heavy mace fell down in disappointment, and the wind floated his jaw and beard, giving him an inexplicable sense of disappointment.

After all, this man did not want to give himself another chance.

The leader Hu Luju closed his eyes, was silent for a while, and ran back.

Looking at the figure heading towards the army formation, Tu Yu's face was complicated.

At a certain moment, Tu Yu slowly raised the flag and waved it down.

"war!"

Woo woo.

The horn of war echoed in the sky, and the leader Hu Lu, who had just returned to the battlefield, heard the desolate horn, his mind had not yet fully recovered.

Looking at the camera, the spreading black ants rushed over.

The entire wasteland land shattered underfoot.

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