The eyes were honoured by me, countless Turkic girls were already excited, their eyes were starry, and the pleasant sound of cheering and some vicious curses formed a harmonious note. I moved my arms, put aside the long sword with red silk in my hand, and untied the armor on my body with rapid movement. I could not let these heavy armor stop my movement and flexibility. Looking at the stupid bull who suddenly lost the object of fighting and looked a little dull, the still wild and arrogant bull eyes, with long mooes, it could be seen that it was still in the excitement period. If I didn't exert all my strength, I would be afraid that I would really not be able to deal with this thing.

The armor was untied, and with this tight silk single-clothed coat, I completely outlined my muscle curve, moved my upper body and limbs, and acted as Tai Chi gestures. I saw a group of Turkic old men in a daze. Well, that's OK.

The activity started. Then, I picked up the wine jar placed on the ground and poured it wildly. The strong wine that was so strong that it made people's hearts break into my throat. I took a long breath, turned my head, and stared at the black bull who was staring at me. I raised my breath and bulged my muscles stronger than the bodybuilder. I shouted: "Kill!!!" and directly hit the bull that was already ready to go. Five steps, three steps, one step, its sharp angle had reached my eyes, "Hi

!!!” A dull loud noise, accompanied by the roar of countless people, I collided with the ox that was pushing over the ox. Everyone screamed out a chicken because of the thrilling scene. At the moment of colliding with this ox, my right arm stuck between its neck and held its right corner, held its left corner tightly with my left hand, and hit its back on its bulging back muscles like a hill. Although the sound was loud, it did not cause any harm to me. I just felt a little numb on my spine.

I had already grabbed the head of this extremely dangerous bull. The ending of this cow was indeed not easy to get. This damn cow almost wanted to break free from my arm, mooing and struggling. He almost lost his hand several times. The bull angrily pushed forward with anything that dared to block its way, and I struggled to hold back its huge body. Gripping his teeth and pushing it backwards, like an extremely difficult tug-of-war. Finally, he was pushed forward by it.

After stepping, I was angry and used all my strength to break out, burst out again, and did it again. I suppressed it and retreated three steps in a row. The field was so quiet that it was so quiet that it made people shudder. It was so strange that everyone was staring at each other and a cow in the middle of the venue. Some people didn't know whether they were scared or because they were too nervous, they rolled their eyes and fell down about ten people. The audience's emotions were approaching the critical point of the outbreak.

Even Uncle Li Ji opened his mouth wide, and big drops of sweat dripped down. The Turkic warrior almost glared out of his eyes, and his ferocious face seemed to have just been kicked by me. It was so distorted that it was really ugly. As for the noble Turkic landlord, the old Turkic landlord, Khan, not only his mouth was trembling. His face was pale and ugly, but even his proud and upright back seemed to be hunched, and his legs were trembling as if they were storming. Who would have thought that someone would dare to collide with the divine bull without anyone helping him, and was the strongest bison that had not yet disappeared.

In just a few breaths, I had fought with this extremely strong wild bison for countless rounds. I was too angry to do my best with one force. I tightly twisted the horns, stared at me, bulged my cheeks, and bit my teeth. Who is I? The second man in the Fang Mansion, a gentleman who can break a lion and tiger, and one hand can pull out a stone drum and throw it away several feet away. The first literary master of the Tang Dynasty who can recite poems and draw pictures and pick up girls on the violin. If I can't beat you, I won't be named Fang! Wow, ah...

The small universe is about to explode! The bang bang sounds one after another, and the tight silk top on my upper body was actually cracked by my muscles that were bulging with all their strength, and it was cracked into a pile of strips hanging on me. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"The god is above, is this still a human being?" Countless hoarse, sharp, and shrill voices were screaming. On our side, a group of veterans and uncle Li Ji and others roared loudly, and they were so excited that they simply pulled out the horizontal sword from their waists and yelled at the sky: "Wansheng! Wansheng of the Tang Dynasty!!!"

The Turkic Khan sat directly on the ground, his face full of unwillingness and disbelief. Bornarjin stared blankly at me who was still pressing against the powerlessly lodged god bull, his mouth was trembling, not knowing what he was talking about.

"The Divine Ox, a warrior who can overwhelm the Divine Ox, the God of Heaven is above, the Divine Ox Warrior!" The screams of countless people were like a high note. I'm so fucked, I'm now weak all over. Another important reason is that I can't get up.

My leather pants broke when I used my strange power, which was fucking bad luck.

Fang Cheng was very curious about why his young master won. He was the first to walk to me and quickly made a few gestures at him. He quickly turned around and took my belt with his armor and tied it up. Finally, there was no spring light leak.

Shilibi Khan helped but unwillingly supported his smile and shouted everywhere: "Great warrior, please accept our apology. Your bravery deeply impressed us all. The Turks admire the most is a warrior like this young man, right?!"

"Warrior! Warrior!" It was like people from the Revolutionary era shouting slogans in unison. I raised my head proudly, proudly put on a POSS, and accepted everyone's praise.

"Boy, ruthless. If I were twenty years younger, I would have competed with you. Hahaha..." Uncle Li praised me or him. Forget it, let's not worry. Now my feet are a little soft. This giant bullfighting as strong as a mountain finally struggled to stand up. At this moment, it seemed that he had become much more honest. After a low moan, he followed behind my butt. His eyes were no longer as fierce as before. Unexpectedly, this guy is as virtuous as those wild horses. Could it be that he still recognizes his master?

I walked up to it with the courage to rub it with my hand and rubbed its huge head. Sure enough, it seemed to enjoy it very much, and I was overjoyed. It was so good that the Fang family would have the capital to develop the breeding industry in the future. Hahahahaha...

With countless Turkic people's eyes in shock and fear, my hands and feet were weak and my limbs were numb, so I forced myself to sit back on the couch, and then I took a breath. The cow, after I put the nose rope on my nose, took Fang Cheng to the side. This thing is our private item, who dares to have any idea? First, ask if the blade is sharp. I picked up the wine bag that Fang Cheng gave me, tilted my head and drank it directly. The wine poured out and poured it down. Finally, the spicy wine made my whole body feel more comfortable.

The bullshit words of the Turkic heads were like a tide. I refused everyone and accepted them all. With the wine I brought, we have already found the place and severely suppressed the arrogance of the Turkic people. At this moment, the guys looked a little depressed and just smiled.

Bonalljin walked up to me at some point, and his hideous face was twitching. What did he do? Do you want to take advantage of the time when I am exhausted and come to me to act arrogantly or pretend to be a scoundrel?

Fang Cheng snorted coldly, stepped forward, and his big hand landed on the hilt of the horizontal knife that had already been retracted in the sheath, glaring at him. But Bonalljin seemed to be unable to see the threat beside him, staring at me straight, looking at me with a numb scalp, and then he raised his head to the sky and roared, roaring unwillingly, and then...

With a loud bang, Bonalljin actually knelt on the ground, protruded towards me, and kissed my shoes. What's this? Is this strange guy having a foot-loving habit? Or is he really disgusting me? I was about to lift my feet and kick me, Fang Cheng next to me quickly supported me and said in a calm voice: "Young Master, this warrior is loyal to you, indicating that he has become your slave."

"Ah?!" I couldn't help but let out a low voice. I squinted my eyes. Sure enough, the eyes of the Tang Dynasty veterans around me were both jealous and jealous, while the Turks were helpless. Could it be that it was true? How could this be done? I quickly helped this guy up in front of me and kissed him. If I kissed him again, you would have eaten up all the hair on my boots, brother.

"Brother, what's this for you? If you win, you will win. We are not a slave owner. Besides, you are also a man. I admire you very much." I advised.
Chapter completed!