On the bronze platform, a cloud of smoke and dust slowly dissipated.

Looking at Tian Yu, who was still standing in front of him "safe", Tutuer's expression was quite ugly.

He could feel the killing intent in the air.

The snow bird sat under the bronze platform, staring at him with a blank face, the little khan who was destined to take over the banner of the vulture king, with a violent and eccentric temperament.

Tutuer shouted violently, he took a step forward, his strength burst out from his muscles, directly tore his robe, and punched out, this punch was like a war hammer, exploding in the air.

Tian Yu's ears were about to be torn apart by the wind.

Tian Yu slashed out with a knife, and the sword light drew a clear arc, but the fist wrapped in Gang Qi, like a vajna, smashed his saber to pieces.

Tutur roared, "Give me death!"

Tian Yu snorted, raised his hands like a golden snake wrapped in silk, and did not choose to shake Tutuer, he had a "hundred bird robe" on his body, and he only needed to dissolve the force of this punch, and it was enough to retreat.

The two palms turned into phantoms and grabbed a punch towards Tutur.

Tian Yu's bloodline is a bird and a bird, his body is agile, and in terms of strength, he is definitely not as good as Tutuer.

This is called the strength of a skill, and the shortness of avoiding the enemy.

However, there is a saying in this world.

Break through ten thousand laws with one force.

Tian Yu's two palms, when he was close to that fist, his complexion changed suddenly, and at this moment, he realized how naïve his thoughts were...... Tutur's fist, just the continuous burst of qi around him, at a distance of more than a foot, caused the palms of his hands to be snatched down, the skin was open, and blood was splashed everywhere.

This kind of energy is not something that ordinary people can resist at all.

This punch slammed into Tian Yu's chest, and with a "bang", the energy on the bronze platform was dispersed.

This muffled sound is like thunder falling from the dome during the thunderstorm season, the sound is dull and loud.

Some of the spectators in the audience had subtle changes in their expressions, and this sound was beaten to the bone...... Won't kill anyone, right?

Tian Ling'er's expression turned pale.

Su Qin closed her eyes and her body staggered.

On the bronze platform, there was a brief dead silence, and all the smoke and dust dispersed.

Someone exclaimed.

He was still standing...... Still standing!"

......

......

Tutur's fist was held down by the palms of the two hands, and Tian Yu's hands were already a miserable blur of flesh and blood, trembling and holding the huge fist.

The ticking of sticky blood was blown into a small string of long lines in the wind.

The two stood opposite each other, one high and one low, one was as majestic as a mountain, and the other was like duckweed in the wind, which could be blown away at any time.

Tutur frowned.

This punch, even if it is an eight-hundred-year-old Snow Wolf King, can be directly hammered to death.

This young man from the western frontier has an extremely low bloodline on his body, and his cultivation is only five realms...... How do you resist a punch without dying?

Tian Yu's hair fell, and bloodshot appeared in his eyes.

His back was a little bulging by this punch, and in his robe, there was a continuous sound of scale armor trembling, and the majestic strength of that punch was shared by the countless scale armor of the hundred bird robes, scattering and turning small...... But even so, he was a little unbearable.

No matter how powerful the treasure is, it can't make up for the gap in the realm.

The difference in strength is too great.

Tutuer's ears moved slightly, he vaguely heard the wind, and then he understood the reason why Tian Yu was able to resist two punches, this guy was wearing an incredible treasure weapon, and the difference was so big that he actually dissolved his fist strength.

"Is it Baoyi?" Tutur looked down at Tian Yu.

Tian Yu smiled and did not answer.

His voice was bloodshot and contemptuous.

"And one more punch, did you beat me to death?"

Tutul froze.

He heard a cough, and then a moist temperature came from his cheeks, and a mouthful of saliva mixed with blood was squirted out by Tian Yu.

The skinny man looked up and scoffed.

“...... Hybrids. ”

A violent sound of breaking wind immediately sounded in my ears.

Tutuer's expression became hideous, and he raised one palm, and his five fingers were like a fan.

This slap was aimed at Tian Yu's head.

When had he ever been humiliated in such a way!

The precepts of the eight surnames and the rules of the bronze platform were all left behind by him.

You have a treasure, but it can't protect the head.

"I want you dead!" Tutur's shouting voice exploded on the bronze platform.

In the face of the storm, Tian Yu closed his eyes, the soles of his feet were slightly wrong, his body leaned back, countless slender hairs grew on his cheeks, and every wisp of air in all directions was captured by the skin.

Bloodline, on!

Tian Yu's back was almost attached to the bronze platform, his waist suddenly exerted force, like a python, his hands pressed on the table, the whole person crawled out, and instantly catapulted himself to the other side of the bronze platform.

And Tutuer, who lost his mind, was a slap in the face, and the whole person staggered forward.

Tian Yu stepped on the ground of the bronze platform with both feet, shot out like a crossbow arrow, and in an instant, he came to the place where Tutur's back was.

Tian Yu opened his eyes suddenly.

A ray of frost-white killing intent flashed in his pupils, and he instantly pulled out another intact ancient knife from his waist and stabbed it at the back of Tutuer's neck!

"Bell!" sounded, and the sound of gold and iron colliding sounded.

Tian Yu's expression was gloomy, his knife was blocked by a flipped palm, and Tutuer's physical physique was too strong...... With all his strength, he couldn't even pierce the palm of his hand.

So on the bronze platform, the posture of the two people froze and froze.

Tian Yu stepped on Tutuer's slightly bent calf with one foot, and stabbed Tutuer's neck with a knife in both hands...... It's a pity that this knife was blocked, otherwise it would be a beautiful counterattack.

He spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at the snow duck in the audience.

Just two words.

"Three moves. ”

The three-trick bet has ended.

The snow owl's expression was a little subtle.

His eyes at the moment did not dock with Tian Yu, but looked at the "Tutuer" who might fall off the bronze platform at any time, and the giant who was stepped on by Tian Yu with one foot in the crook of his knees, his eyes were already dark, and the whole person was quiet...... That's what makes the snow duck's expression change.

Tutur, who is loyal to the Vulture King's tent, is actually a double-edged sword.

This simple-minded, big-limbed guy with a big leg in a daze, if stimulated, will become an uncontrollable killing machine...... It was impossible to stop at all, unless he was exhausted, and during an outing, Tutur fell into this frenzied state, rushed into the tide of reckless cattle alone, killing dozens of reckless cows, and gradually regained his senses.

In order to better drive the "Tutur", the Vulture King used the power of the royal banner to plant the "Vulture King's Order" in the blood of Tutur, which can make Tutur fall into a rage and wake him up from the rage...... And now, in the entire royal tent, only two people can wield this power.

One is the Snow Vulture King, who sits on the highest part of the bronze platform.

The other is a snow plover.

Snowy frowned, looking at Tutuer, who was about to fall into a frenzy.

The three-move bet is over...... I have to say that Tian Yu won beautifully, no matter what means he used, he resisted Tutur's three punches, and he was an opponent worthy of respect.

The snow bird heard about the events in the king's tent that day, and also learned about the changes that had occurred in the western border, which was now in the hands of the white wolf royal court, but in fact, the plague in the western border was a major event related to the entire grassland...... The group had indeed come to report the anomaly, and had a conflict with the vulture king in the king's tent, and was expelled as a result.

"Yes, there is sin, but sin is not unto death. ”

The snow duck silently weighed one or two in his heart.

He said calmly, "So...... That's it. ”

He pressed one hand to his brow, and the power of the Vulture King's order rippled out.

The competition on the bronze platform ends here.

made an appointment to decide the outcome with three moves, but Tutur did not defeat Tian Yu, so naturally Tian Yu won...... From beginning to end, he did not touch the old man, and after this incident, he would not continue to pester, but fulfilled his promise to send him back to his residence.

The power of the invisible bloodline of the Vulture King's order spreads out.

In Tutuer's pupils, the dark color gradually dissipated, and consciousness gradually returned.

He heard the voice of the little Khan.

"Thur, you've been defeated. ”

There was a look of confusion in the giant's eyes, and he raised his head slightly, looking at the position above the bronze platform.

Tian Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

He let go of the foot that had stepped on the crook of Tutuer's knee and put away the ancient knife.

However, the next moment.

Tian Yu's pupils constricted.

An extremely violent wind burst out on the stage, and the expression was stunned, and in an instant, he regained his fierce and vicious appearance, his pupils were full of darkness, and when he turned around, he punched Tian Yu in the abdomen, causing Tian Yu to bend down, cough up a mouthful of blood, and the whole person flew out upside down.

The snow owl sitting in the audience heard the cold voice of the vulture king.

"Snow Duck, remember what the first lesson I taught you was?"

On the bronze platform, the White Wolf King looked ugly and stood up.

The Snow Vulture King, who had inspired the royal order, stood up at the same time, silently, and stood in front of the White Wolf King.

"Why are you so excited?" he smiled, "What's more...... I can't die, it's just a layer of skin. ”

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......

The snow bird sitting under the bronze platform trembled.

He struggled, closed his eyes, and recalled images of the past in his mind.

On the river of the apocalypse, on the steppe, the day he was ordained as a little khan.

The Vulton King told himself.

There is only one rule on the prairie.

Big fish eat little fish.

To survive, you must do whatever it takes. The so-called courage, demeanor, and even dignity...... It's all about the living, the powerful, that can be had.

And all that he has now is given by the Vulture King.

He's actually the same as Tutur.

If he does not become the ruler of the king's banner for a day, he will not be able to raise his head for a day, and he will not be disobedient.

There was a limit in his mind.

But...... Do you want to disobey the vulton king for the sake of an outsider?

Slowly release your fists.

Snow Duck already has the answer in his heart.

His expression became cold again, and the last of the compassion in his eyes slowly dissipated as he watched the storm on the bronze platform.