For the sake of the horse, Feng Mo and Long Qiupeng started a battle outside the Fire God Village and had an immediate duel. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

A game was decided, Feng Mo launched an attack on Long Qiupeng, with the rising speed of the horse, he soon occupied an absolute advantage, seeing that the tip of the spear was about to stab Long Qiupeng, Feng Mo sent it sideways, trying to end the battle in advance.

However, what he didn't expect was that Long Qiupeng suddenly let go of the horse's reins with both hands, and the shield in his left hand gently blocked the tip of Feng Mo's spear, and then pushed hard. Originally, Feng Mo wanted to fight for his advantage, but at this moment, his body was even more unstable, and he had no choice but to throw the spear, so that he was not thrown off the horse with him, but his hands had already loosened the reins.

Feng Mo was not completely stabilized, Long Qiupeng made a move that made Feng Mo feel even more unbelievable, he turned his waist and swept the halberd sideways towards Feng Mo and his horse with the strength of his body.

The halberd is different from the spear, not only has a point, but also has a ge on the side, which can be stabbed, cut, and cut, and is very flexible. Although Feng Mo has never seen this kind of weapon, but as soon as he looks at this structure, he knows how powerful this thing is, let alone confrontation at this time, this thing swings over, even if it can't cut people, only horses, it's enough for Feng Mo to bear.

But there was no need to wait for the halberd to get close, just because of that moment of hesitation, Feng Mo's legs relaxed, and he fell off the horse all of a sudden. If Long Qiupeng hadn't reined in the horse's reins in time, he would have almost been buried under Long Qiupeng's short horse's hooves.

Everyone present, including the Dragon Clan and the Barbarians of the Wind Desert, were stunned by this earth-shattering reversal, and no one even spoke, and only the sound of the wind blowing and snow in winter could be heard on the scene.

Long Qiupeng didn't want to leak the bottom, so he hurriedly got off the horse while he was still a little dizzy when he fell to the ground in the wind desert.

At this time, the people of the Long tribe suddenly came to their senses, and the shouts of the mountains sounded on the city wall behind them. The deer hurried over with one of his clansmen to help him lead his horse.

It wasn't until Lu approached that he found out that Long Qiupeng was also a dense sweat, and in the instant battle just now, he also consumed considerable strength and mental strength.

The two exchanged glances, and the deer led the horse to the tribe, so as not to ask for another round of fighting after Feng Mo woke up, although Long Qiupeng could refuse, but he didn't want to show his cowardice in front of his own people, so he simply took the horse away, so that he didn't have a reason to fight again.

The barbarians on the other side also rushed over to check the condition of their leader.

However, the wind desert rides horses all year round, so it is common to fall off the horse, and it is winter, and there are many clothes, and the snow on the ground is thick. After a period of dizziness, he slowly woke up.

Feng Mo opened his eyes and saw Long Qiupeng standing in front of him, jumping up and about to rush at him, but Long Qiupeng didn't want to do anything with him, just turned to one side slightly, and before he could completely recover his senses, Feng Mo pounced on another snow nest.

"You'd better stop in moderation!" Not only did Feng Mo not mean to stop at all, but he looked a little worse, which made Long Qiupeng really feel very annoyed, and he yelled at Feng Mo.

But Feng Mo didn't understand this idiom, and he didn't intend to understand it at all, Feng Mo, who was humiliated twice, was annoyed and ashamed, he yelled at Long Qiupeng, and then pulled out the dagger behind him and rushed towards Long Qiupeng.

No matter how clever and flexible Long Qiupeng was, he couldn't escape smoothly every time, Feng Mo threw down Long Qiupeng again and again, and stabbed him three times in the stomach, only then was he pushed away by Long Qiupeng.

The two of them were entangled just now, Yi didn't dare to move, and this time they separated, only to fly out with an arrow and shoot towards the wind desert. But apparently he was nervous again, and the arrow failed to hit the point, but stuck in Feng Mo's collarbone, but Feng Mo stood there holding his wound and laughing wildly.

Seeing that the archers on the city wall were about to shoot ten thousand arrows at them, Long Qiupeng roared: "No one is allowed to move without my order!" The people of the Dragon tribe also stopped.

Lu and Yi drove out of the city and ran to Long Qiupeng's side, the latter felt a faint pain, and when he looked down, the left side of his waist was already red.

Long Qiupeng gasped a little painfully, but there was still a grim smile on his face. He gently uncovered the outer clothes, revealing the leather armor inside, and where he had been stabbed by the wind desert, there were scratches of a different color from the surrounding ones. About one of the three knives stabbed through the gap between the leather armor pieces, but the gap between the leather armor pieces was not large, so the wound was not deep or large, and although it hurt, it was not a serious injury at all.

When Feng Mo saw this scene, he finally couldn't laugh, and his face slowly faded from the blood color of his anger, and became a little pale.

"You're ruthless!" Long Qiupeng smiled and said, "If you stab me with this knife, if I die, your face will be saved, and your people will have no return today." ”

Long Qiupeng was right, from the moment Feng Mo fell off the horse, the stipulated duel content was over, the other party took action to hurt the other party without authorization, and the clansmen of the Long tribe had the right to avenge Long Qiupeng.

Seeing that Feng Mo didn't speak, Long Qiupeng said again: "When you went out, you must not have told them that you took them out of your hometown to come out to die!" This sentence was said to Feng Mo, but the voice was very loud, but it was said to those barbarian members.

Sure enough, as soon as Long Qiupeng's words fell, there was a burst of discussion behind Feng Mo. Feng Mo looked back at his clansmen, but his clansmen turned their gaze to Wolf Fang, who stood there alone, looking at Feng Mo and Long Qiupeng, the former with an innocent look and the latter with a smile.

Long Qiupeng defeated the wind desert and became the external force that defeated the wind desert. And Feng Mo's actions against the wolf fangs have become a lever to pry the barbarians inside. If Feng Mo knew each other at that time and handed over the horses, Long Qiupeng didn't want to force him to a dead end in one go, but now that Feng Mo has died three times and twice, it is no wonder that Long Qiupeng has made a move.

"What else are you going to do besides these tricks?" Wolf Fang walked out of his people and said to Long Qiupeng, he seemed to have figured out Long Qiupeng's behavior and knew some of his routines.

Feng Mo looked at Wolf Tooth in surprise and shouted, "Wolf Tooth, what do you want to do!" But the rest of the people didn't speak, they seemed to just wait and see.

Wolf Fang glanced at Feng Mo, but did not speak, and then turned his gaze back to Long Qiupeng.

Long Qiupeng guessed that the social system of this barbarian tribe was similar to that of the real wolf pack, Feng Mo was the wolf king, and the wolf tooth had actually been in the second priority, that is, the position of the wolf king's substitute.

Theoretically, the wolf king does not speak, and the wolf tooth is not qualified to speak, and he is not allowed to directly confront Long Qiupeng without the permission of Feng Mo, and it is not allowed in the wolf clan.

But now that he has stood up, it shows that he has lost his trust and submission to the wolf king, and this strong wolf is determined to challenge the position of the wolf king, in this process, in fact, those wolves in the lower ranks cannot and do not want to interfere. For most ordinary wolves, all they do is pursue the strongest of the pack all their lives.

However, Long Qiupeng felt that at this time, there was no need to meddle in this matter, all he had to do was to tame the wolf tooth as he thought before, and then let the wolf tooth send Feng Mo out of his clan, and he could reap the rest of the profits. So he ignored Feng Mo's behavior, and just smiled at the wolf tooth and said, "No, so what?" ”

Wolf Fang bit his lip and said, "I'm going to duel with you!" Bet on the glory and freedom of my wolf warriors! ”

Feng Mo seemed to believe that the outside must be settled first, so he stood up and wanted to make a clear theory with the wolf tooth first, but before he could go in front of the wolf tooth, he was stopped by the two clansmen. In all barbarian cultural systems, duels are sacrosanct.

Long Qiupeng originally had the right to refuse this kind of battle launched in the name of the wolf fang, after all, he now represents a tribe, but if he wants to conquer the barbarians, he has to use their way. Long Qiupeng didn't even hesitate much, and said, "Okay! You say how to fight. ”

"Fight with your bare hands until one side can't stand up." As he spoke, Wolf Fang took off his shirt in the cold weather, as if to prove that he had no hidden murder weapon.

Seeing his posture, Long Qiupeng thought of boiling eagles, a way to train falcons on the northern grasslands in later generations. It is not easy to boil the eagle, this is the direct confrontation of the willpower of the man and the eagle, and the hard work, more often it is the person who boils. At this time, the wolf tooth is the goshawk waiting to be boiled in Long Qiupeng's eyes, although it is brave but fierce and difficult to train, if you want to recover him, you always have to pay some price.

Long Qiupeng didn't say a word, he began to take off his clothes, and then he had to take off his leather armor again.

"Chief!" Lu Heyi wanted to step forward to stop him, but Long Qiupeng waved his hand and refused. Such a direct confrontation made Long Qiupeng feel a little excited, and he didn't feel cold for a while. Long Qiupeng hastily wrapped the wound on his waist and walked towards the wolf's teeth.

There are not so many courtesies, Long Qiupeng and Wolf Tooth scuffled in the snow, Wolf Tooth has been fighting outside all year round, and his body is naturally stronger than Long Qiupeng. But on the other hand, he has been fighting on horses all year round, so he is not as skilled in hand-to-hand combat as Long Qiupeng. After all, Long Qiupeng came back with a routine from the later life, and it was still more advanced than the wolf fang's indiscriminate tricks.

The two were evenly matched from the beginning, and it was impossible to say who had the upper hand. Long Qiupeng of some fighting skills is obviously more scattered and more "equinoxical points", but the wolf's teeth are more powerful, and his fists are heavily damaged.

The people watching from the side were talking. One said, "Oh no, this punch is hard enough, it touches the chief's wound, despicable." What if the boss loses? The other person pouted and said unremittingly: "Nonsense, look at that person, he has been defeated by the leader several times, and now he is just resisting, and he will soon have to go into battle in vain." Someone in the crowd participated and said, "I heard from them that the people of the Long clan said how powerful their leader was, and when I saw it today, it really lived up to its reputation, looking lean and lean, and it was really so fierce." ”

"Shut up! After the leader is the dragon god, where can you talk about it! The deer watching from the side was already nervous and at a loss, where was he in the mood to listen to these people's discussions. He shouted loudly to stop everyone, so the people of the Long clan quieted down again, and watched the battle between Long Qiupeng and Wolf Tooth nervously.