Yuan Tong, deputy captain of the City Guardian Guardian, and a sixth-level high-level Xuanwu Warrior.

Mukler, one of the thirteen warriors of the Tul's envoy, and a level 6 high-level crocodile warrior.

The two sides have completely consistent ranks, which is a fair contest.

Yuan Tong's head was covered with black hair, and he was tied with a blue belt. His face was as sharp as a knife, his eyes were sharp, and his whole body was filled with a strong aura. His weapon was a goose feather knife, with a thick back and a thin blade, and a slightly longer hilt. It was obvious that he could hold it alone or both.

Mukler is a strong man in his thirties. His upper body is covered with half-iron breastplate, his two thick arms are as thick as ordinary people's thighs, one ear is wearing a huge copper ring, and his hair is full of braids, like twisted little snakes, and his beard is also woven with copper rings. His rough black face is crisscrossed with various scars and tattoos. This hideous appearance does not require makeup, and it will definitely scare people when it is released at night.

His weapon is a single-blade axe, with a handle of five feet long and heavy weight. The sickle-like axe blade exudes a faint dark red, emitting a terrifying light.

The two of them stood ten steps apart, and they could see that Mukler was half a head taller than Yuan Tong, and his body was a circle stronger than him, and he had a significant height and physique advantage.

Cheng Xiaofeng looked at Yalan calmly: "How should Xiaoyehu compare? Should the battle of life and death be the end?"

Before Yalan could speak, Lu Bo hurriedly interrupted: "Xiao Yehu once said that the messenger group came for peace. Since this is the case, peace should be the most important thing, just stop by it."

Yalan smiled, and the golden ring on her forehead reflected the bright fluorite light, which made Lu Bo's eyes dazzled. Then he heard the laughter of Tule Xiaoyehu: "Okay, just click until it is. But the sword has no eyes. If it is not enough, you will think you are unlucky."

Cheng Xiaofeng personally held a pot and filled a glass of wine, and ate it on the desk, saying, "Yuan Tong, I'll wait for you to drink this glass of wine."

Yuan Tong held the knife in his hand, turned the hilt back, and bowed deeply to Cheng Xiaofeng.

With Cheng Xiaofeng's order, the battle began.

Yuan Tong first gave a warrior ceremony according to etiquette, then held the knife with one hand, placed the blade flat on his left forearm, pointing the tip of the knife to the opponent, and erected in a "knife-holding style" style, stepping on a steady step, approaching the opponent.

But Mukler did not return the gift, or he didn't know the warrior gift at all. He also picked up the giant axe with one hand, as relaxed as a wooden stick, and walked towards Yuan Tong casually. His slim eyes were brutal under his bulging eyebrows, and he suddenly said, "Who is better than your young master?"

Yuan Tong said coldly: "Young master, a talented man, has been promoted to a warrior when he is young, and he is much better than me."

"You Dongtu people are not honest." Mukler shook his head, his thin eyes showed a hint of contempt, "Your young master is only in the middle of the sixth stage. I believe that he is much stronger than you back then, and that he is much stronger than you now... It's ridiculous. I think that defeating you should be able to defeat him."

"Then come!" Yuan Tong had approached Mukler within five steps, and it was the best distance to attack. With a loud roar, he stepped forward quickly. The goose-feathered sword in his arms was stabbed out quickly. When the tip of the knife was five feet away from Mukler's chest, he suddenly spit out a dazzling white light, which was three feet long, and stabbed Mukler.

Faced with the sudden blow, Mukler just raised the axe face and blocked it in front of his chest. A white light hit the axe face, bursting out a shattering sound and sparks, which easily resolved Yuan Tong's mysterious kill.

Yuan Tong had a desperate blow and immediately jumped backward to find a foot. He wrapped his head with one sword and wrapped his head with one move, wrapped his whole body with a "storm style in all directions". The sword wind whistled, and the cold light was like a ball, and the defense was so clear that it was not leaking.

Muckle originally wanted to pursue, but seeing Yuan Tong reacted quickly, his offense and defense were extremely experienced, so he had to give up and continue to maintain the pressure and move forward.

"Captain Yuan is a little anxious." The deacon director of the Xiuwu Hall, who was sitting under Cheng Xiaofeng's head, whispered, "The opponent's weapons and physique are all superior. It is not easy to break the defense. You must use Yuan power with caution. By the way, what about the Yuan core of Team Yuan?"

The size of each warrior's core is confidential and will not be disclosed easily. If it were not for the importance of this battle, it would be necessary to analyze the strength of both sides, and Lu Yingming would not ask such sensitive questions abruptly.

As the head of the family, Cheng Xiaofeng naturally knew the strength of his subordinates best. If he didn't know, he would not be recruited by him. He only said four words to Lu Yingming: "Above the Pearl Core."

There are two types of bead nucleus, one is eukaryotic, and the other is a quasi-eukaryotic between the two. No matter which one is, it is a rare elite among warriors.

Lu Yingming nodded slightly and breathed a little relieved. Although only eight soldiers came to Tula, they must be the most elite warriors. Without the quasi-true core strength or above, they might not be able to bear it. Just as they were about to say something, their eyes suddenly froze - Tula and moved.

Mukler opened his bloody mouth, laughed grimly, and the huge axe was slammed, his hands were opened, and the empty door was full of provocation.

Almost as soon as he made this move, Yuan Tong, who was seven or eight steps away, rushed forward like lightning, and the shiny sword light, like a craftsman, slashing from the shoulder to the ribs, the blade cracked its armor and sparked all the way.

Bang, the breastplate that was split in half fell to the ground, while Mukler's hair mixed with the chest flew around, a clear knife mark plowed by, but only a long white mark was left, and the flesh was not damaged.

At this time, an arc of blood light lit up, from bottom to top, bang! Heavy slashed heavily on the Yuanli shield that Yuan Tong was quickly activated, slashing Yuan Tong and his sword several feet away. The fierce and terrifying power alone would make your scalp numb. If Yuan Tong hadn't stimulated the Yuanli shield in time to block it, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Yuan Tong rolled on the ground and was about to jump up. Mukler, who had already taken the lead, was in a position to be in mercy and rushed forward. He rushed forward and chopped. Crack and cracked all the way. Crack and crack! The stone chips were flying, and the bluestone slabs left crisscrossing marks on the ground paved with bluestone slabs, several inches deep.

Yuan Tongruo's big body curled up like a shrimp, flipping and moving on the ground like a top. After the Yuan power was stimulated, the axe blade with unique white light almost rubbed against his body. The sharp gravel streaked across his cheeks, shot his skin, and putting his clothes into many small holes, but failed to hurt him at all. The defense of the Black Warrior was not for nothing.

But being beaten in this way is not a long-term solution after all, and a slight negligence will end up in a tragic way.

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

boom!

The giant axe slashed wildly, with a dazzling white light, slashing Yuan Tong's Yuanli shield into pieces. At the same time, the giant axe was also tilted out by the recoil force and slid under Yuan Tong's ribs.

Yuan Tong did not care about the internal organs shaking, and his body rolled up along the handle of the long axe, stomped his feet heavily on the back of the axe, stomping the giant axe half a foot into the ground. He took the opportunity to bounce up and flew over in the air. He held the handle of the knife with both hands, and the tip of the knife was down, using the long axe as a dagger, and roared and inserted it hard.

The target, Mukler's shoulder hole, pierced from here, can poke it to the end like a skewer.

The sword light was five feet long, and it was obvious that Yuan Tong had already moved his Yuanli to the extreme.

The blade edge and the sword light were close to eight feet, and it flashed and disappeared.

Falled!

Yuan Tong had just burst into his heart with ecstasy, and suddenly he felt cold. Something was wrong, there was no sense of touch and blockage of breaking the defense. This is...

Mukler's huge fist appeared in front of him. Yuan Tong beat the Thunder Palm and blocked it hard. The powerful Yuan power impact exploded in front of him, like a wave of water splashing around, shaking his eyes. When he calmed down, he realized that Mukler had decisively abandoned the axe and clamped his goose-feathered sword under his ribs with his right arm.

Now, the two of them were each controlled by their opponents and could not break free.

Yuan Tong shouted loudly, raised his legs in his arms, and his toes were like arrows toward Mukler's throat.

Mukler quickly withdrew his chin, but his leg was rubbed against his nose and kicked it. Two blood arrows suddenly marked out from Mukler's huge nostrils. However, Mukler ignored it and took advantage of the opportunity to tilt his head to the point of tilting his head. The braid with a copper ring swept across Yuan Tong's eyes like iron wire.

Yuan Tong was unable to advance or retreat at this time, the only thing he could do was close his eyes quickly and hold his body hard. With a scream, Yuan Tong's eyelids were covered with blood and blood, making his eyes difficult to open. No matter how good the defense of the Black Warrior was, he could not prevent his eyes.

Yuan Tong's eyes were painful and his eyes were black. When his eyes could not see objects, the only thing he could do was to stimulate the Yuanli shield and protect himself as soon as possible.

Sure enough, the next moment, Mukler hit a head hammer hard, and the violent impact made the Yuanli shield tremble, and at least it didn't explode.

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

"Blood Qi transforms!"

Cheng Xiaofeng and Lu Yingming shouted together, and their fists clenched tightly. Damn it! Once this crazy skill is used, the combat power of the Tula warrior soars by at least 30%, Yuan Tong is in danger!

The giant crocodile opened its big mouth and roared silently. It exploded and turned into a ball of blood mist and sank into Mukler's head.

Driven by the transformation of blood gas, Mukler's body seemed to swell, and blood light floated around him, and a roar hit Yuan Tong's forehead again.

One, two, three...Peng! Yuanli shield breaks.

The shield and shield were continuously broken, and the mystery was used many times. Even if Yuan Tong was at the quasi-eucoracic level, his energy was almost exhausted, and he could no longer condense a shield.

Mukler grinned, let out a beast roar in his throat, lowered his head and made another head hammer.

Clam!
Chapter completed!