The two faced each other in the field, first saluted to the patriarch and Fang Ling, Turanmotuo looked calm and natural, but Turansai Khan's expression was very complicated, this Nanren who used to look down on him, but now he sat side by side with the old patriarch, he not only killed the shaman witch king, but also saved his own life, all this reversal of the incident is really difficult for him to accept.

Who would have thought that this man who had been raised by his cousin as the head of the face would have such a noble status and such an astonishing strength, and that he would be able to turn things around with just one person, not only killing the shaman witch king, saving the golden sword, but even saving his own life, and actually saving the old patriarch.

As soon as he thought of this, Tiemuqi's scalp tingled, as a patriarch and a noble position, when had he ever suffered such grievances? Just looking at this situation, I was afraid that this grievance would follow him for I don't know how long.

The battle soon began, and the two heirs both performed their best techniques, and the fight was inextricable, and everyone was also glad that the two heirs had such advanced martial arts.

After the two fought against each other for a hundred moves, the gap slowly became apparent, Turan Moto became more and more courageous, and Turan Sai Khan slowly fell into disadvantage. As early as the battle in the Lost City, he saw that Turansai Khan's courage was inferior, so fighting for the invincible golden sword in front of so many people was not about the future of one person, but also about the supporters of the two tribes.

Things continued to develop as Fang Ling expected, Turan Motuo was like a fish in water, the stronger he became, the stronger he became, and Turansai Khan gradually showed signs of defeat, and was finally stabbed by his opponent to the neck, and was defeated on the spot.

As soon as Turanmoto triumphed, the old patriarch Turank's face showed a look of relief, and the tribesmen who supported him stood up and cheered in unison to celebrate the birth of the golden sword winner.

Turansai Khan looked ashamed, some of his supporters sighed, some hammered their chests, and some showed anger.

Turranke pressed his hands and motioned for the people to calm down, and when everything was quiet, he smiled and said, "Tuo'er can become the master of the golden sword, which is a gift from the Immortal Heaven. However, he was able to stand here with all the patriarchs, and his own patriarch was able to stand here, all thanks to His Royal Highness the King of Shicheng!"

Everyone immediately looked at Fang Ling in unison, and cheered in unison, the sound was like a tide surging wave after wave, and the momentum was even bigger than when Turan Motuo won the invincible golden sword.

Turankh slowly stood up and said to everyone: "We, the people of the steppe, are a people who respect the strong, and this strong man not only saved the life of his patriarch, but also brought the invincible golden sword of Tuji Khan, he is not only my benefactor of Turank, but also the benefactor of our five tribes. The patriarch of this clan is willing to make a bloody alliance with His Royal Highness the King of Shicheng here, and in the future, the people of my five tribes should be brothers with the people of Chu for generations!"

Everyone immediately cheered in unison, and no one spoke out against it, and the will of the people was like heaven, and it was an honor in itself to be able to form a brotherly friendship with a strong man's compatriots for generations.