Yuan Tong, deputy captain of the City Guard Mansion Guard, a sixth-order high-level Xuanwu.

Mukle, one of the thirteen warriors accompanying the Tur Emissary Regiment, is a sixth-level high-ranking crocodile warrior.

The two sides are exactly at the same level, so it's a fair fight.

Yuan Tong's black hair was scattered, tied with a green belt, his face was like a knife, his eyes were sharp, and there was a fierce aura all over his body. His weapon was a goose feather knife with a thick back and a thin blade with a slightly longer hilt, which was obviously capable of being wielded alone or dually.

Mukr was a strong man in his thirties, with an iron half-breastplate on his upper body, two thick arms as thick as the thighs of an ordinary man, a huge brass ring in one ear, his hair was braided like a twisted snake, and his beard was also tied into thick braids with brass rings, and his rough black face was crisscrossed with various scars and tattoos. This hideous appearance, without makeup, can definitely scare people to death when released at night.

His weapon was a single-edged axe, five feet long and heavy, with a long scythe-like blade that shone faintly red and emitted a terrifying light.

The two of them stood ten steps apart, and they could see that Mukle was half a head taller than Yuan Tong, and his body was also stronger than him, occupying an obvious height and physique advantage.

Cheng Xiaofeng looked at Yalan calmly: "How can Xiao Yehu compare?

Before Yalan could speak, Lu Bo hurriedly interjected: "Xiao Yehu once said that the envoy group is here for peace, and since this is the case, peace is precious, and it is enough to point to it." ”

Yalan smiled, the golden ring on his forehead reflected the bright fluorite light, dazzling Lu Bo, and then he heard the laughter of the Tule little leaf protector: "Okay, it's over." But the sword has no eyes, and if you can't restrain it, you will consider yourself unlucky. ”

Cheng Xiaofeng personally held the pot and poured a full glass of wine, put it on the table, and said loudly: "Yuan Tong, I'll wait for you to drink this glass of wine." ”

Yuan Tong lifted the knife in his hand, reversed the handle, pointed the tip of the knife downward, and bowed deeply to Cheng Xiaofeng.

With Cheng Xiaofeng's order, the fight began.

Yuan Tong first performed a samurai salute according to etiquette, and then held the knife with one hand, the blade was flattened on the left forearm, the tip of the knife pointed at the opponent, and he stepped on the steady footwork to approach the opponent in the "holding knife style".

Mukle didn't return the salute, or he didn't know the warrior etiquette at all, he also picked up the giant axe with one hand, as easy as carrying a wooden stick, and walked towards Yuan Tong casually, a pair of thin eyes under the protruding eyebrows flashed with a murderous color, and suddenly said: "Who is better between you and your young master?"

Yuan Tong said coldly: "The young master is a talented man, and he will be promoted to a warrior when he is weak, and he is much stronger than me." ”

"You Dongntu people are not sincere. Mukle shook his head, his fine eyes revealing a hint of disdain, "Your young master is only in the middle of the sixth order, and I believe that he is much stronger than you were back then, and he is much stronger than you are now...... It's ridiculous. I think by beating you, I should be able to defeat him. ”

"Then come!" Yuan Tong had approached within five steps of Mukler, which was the best distance to attack, and in the roar, he rushed forward, and the Yanling knife in his arms stabbed out rapidly, and when the tip of the knife was five feet away from Mukler's chest, he suddenly spit out a dazzling white light, three feet long, and stabbed Mukle.

In the face of a sudden blow, Mukel just raised the axe face to block his chest, and Bai Mang hit the axe face, bursting out with an iron-like sound and sparks, and easily defused Yuan Tong's mysterious killing.

Yuan Tong hit in vain, immediately jumped back to find the zhang, a single knife wrapped around the head, a move "Bafang wind and rain style" to wrap the whole body, the knife wind whistling, the cold light like a group, the defense is not leaky.

Mukeler originally wanted to pursue, but seeing that Yuan Tong reacted quickly and was extremely experienced in the transition between attack and defense, he had to give up and continue to maintain pressure and press forward.

Team Yuan was a little anxious. Lu Yingming, the head deacon of the Xiuwu Hall and the White Tiger Warrior who was sitting at the head of Cheng Xiaofeng, said in a low voice, "The opponent's weapons and physique are all superior, and it is not easy to break the defense, so you must be cautious in using Yuan Force." By the way, how is the Yuan team's metacore?"

The size of each samurai's meta-core is a secret, and it will not be revealed easily, if it were not for the importance of this battle, which requires the analysis of the strength of both sides, Lu Yingming would not ask such a sensitive question abruptly.

As the head of the family, Cheng Xiaofeng naturally knows the strength of his subordinates best, and if he is not clear, he will not recruit under his command, he only said four words to Lu Yingming: "Above the pearl core." ”

There are two types above the nucleus, one is the eukaryotic and the other is the quasi-eukaryotic in between. Either way, it is a rare elite among the samurai.

Lu Yingming nodded slightly, slightly relieved. Although the Tur people only came with eight warriors, they must be the most elite warriors, and without the strength above the quasi-true core, I am afraid that they will not be able to bear it. I was about to say something more, when suddenly my eyes froze—the Tule man, moved.

Mukle grinned widely, smiling fiercely, his axe slammed, his hands opened, and the door wide open, full of provocation.

Almost at the moment when he just made this action, Yuan Tong, who was seven or eight steps away, rushed forward like lightning, and the snow-bright sword light like a practice came from top to bottom, from the shoulder to the ribs, the blade split the armor, and sparks all the way.

With a bang, the breastplate that had been split in half fell to the ground, and Mukle's chest hair mixed with his hair flew wildly, and a clear knife mark plowed through, leaving only a long white mark, and the flesh was unharmed.

At this moment, I saw an arc of blood light light light up, from the bottom to the top, and slashed heavily on the Yuan Force shield that Yuan Tong quickly stimulated, slashing Yuan Tong and his people with knives several feet away. That fierce and terrifying power, just looking at it makes people's scalps tingle, if it weren't for Yuan Tong activating the Yuan Force shield in time to block in front of him, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Yuan Tong rolled on the ground, and was about to jump up, but Mukler, who had already taken the lead, was unforgiving, and quickly pounced, the giant axe was like a wheel, chasing and slashing all the way. The stone chips were scattered, and the bluestone slabs left criss-crossing marks on the ground, several inches deep.

Yuan Tongruo's big body curled up like a shrimp, flipping and moving on the ground like a spinning top, the axe blade that shone with the unique white light after the Yuan Force was activated almost grazed his body, and the sharp gravel cut across his cheeks, shot his skin, and pierced his clothes through many small holes, but he failed to hurt him in the slightest, and the defense of the Xuanwu was not given in vain.

However, such a passive beating is not a long-term solution after all, and the slightest negligence is a tragic end.

Finally, Mukle seized an opportunity, or rather, he found a certain rhythm through this series of slashes and predicted Yuan Tong's next move.

Rumble!

The giant axe slashed wildly, dazzling the white light, splitting Yuan Tong's Yuan Force shield to pieces, and at the same time, the giant axe was also shocked outward by the anti-shock force and slid under Yuan Tong's ribs.

Yuan Tong didn't care about the vibration of his internal organs, his body rolled up along the handle of the long axe, his feet stomped heavily on the back of the axe, and the giant axe stepped into the ground half a foot, and the whole person took advantage of the momentum to bounce up, leaping into the air, holding the handle of the knife with both hands, the tip of the knife downward, using the long knife as a dagger, roaring and struggling to insert it.

The target, Mukle's shoulder socket, pierced from here, can be stabbed to the end like a skewer of meat.

The sword was five feet long, and it was obvious that Yuan Tong had already run the Yuan Force to the extreme.

The blade and the blade, close to eight feet, flashed away.

Hit!

Yuan Tong's ecstasy just surged into his heart, and suddenly he was cold, something was wrong, there was no sense of touch and blockage to break the defense, this was ......

Mukler's huge fist appeared in front of him, Yuan Tong slammed his thunder palm, and struggled to block, and the strong Yuan Force impact exploded in front of his eyes, like water waves spilling around, shaking his eyes. When he looked intently, he found that Mukel had decisively abandoned his axe and clamped his goose feather knife under his rib with his right arm.

At this moment, the four arms of the two were controlled by their opponents, and they couldn't break free.

Yuan Tong let out a loud shout, raised his legs in his arms, and pointed his toes at Mukle's throat like an arrow.

Mukler tightened his jaw sharply, but the leg rubbed his nose and kicked off, and suddenly two bloody arrows marked out from Mukler's huge nostrils. However, Mukler ignored it, and took the opportunity of being kicked off the head to shake his braid, and the braid with the copper ring swept in front of Yuan Tong's eyes like a wire.

Yuan Tong couldn't advance or retreat at this time, the only thing he could do was to close his eyes sharply, and his body was hard to carry - with a scream, Yuan Tong's eyelids were blurred with flesh and blood, and his eyes were difficult to open. No matter how good the defense of the Xuanwu is, it can't be guarded against the eyes.

Yuan Tong's eyes were in severe pain, and his eyes were black, and when he couldn't see, the only thing he could do was to activate the Yuan Force shield and protect himself as soon as possible.

Sure enough, the next moment, Mukle slammed into his head, and the violent impact made the Yuanli shield tremble for a while, but it didn't explode.

At this moment, a red mist surged above Mukle's head, and a blood-red giant crocodile head with blood-toothed teeth suddenly appeared.

"Blood Vapor Transformation!"

Cheng Xiaofeng and Lu Yingming shouted together, their fists clenched, damn it! Once this madness skill is used, the combat power of the Tule warriors will soar by at least thirty percent, Yuan Tong is dangerous!

The crocodile's head opened its mouth and let out a silent roar, which exploded and turned into a cloud of blood mist and sank above Mukle's head.

Under the impetus of the blood qi transformation, Mukler's body seemed to swell in a circle, and there was a faint blood light floating around his body, and he crashed into Yuan Tong's forehead again with a roar.

One, two, three...... Peng!Yuanli's shield broke.

The shield and shield have been broken continuously, and with the repeated use of mysteries, Rao is Yuan Tong is quasi-true nuclear level, and the yuan power is almost exhausted, and he can no longer condense a shield.

Mukle grinned, let out a beastly roar in his throat, and jerked his head down for another hammer.

Sonor!

The two heads slammed together, like a hammer hitting the bone, Yuan Tong's forehead sank, his eyes, ears, mouth and nose spurted blood together, his hands were weakly released, and he fell backwards like a log.