These men who dragged the wood were all extremely outstanding warriors in the Sirius tribe.

As a royal family on the grassland, the Sirius tribe occupies a privileged geography with the most abundant pasture, and herds of cattle and sheep are one of their wealth.

Since childhood, he has been fed flesh and blood to strengthen his body, and then watered his body with the snow water of Changsheng Mountain.

Therefore, the warriors of the Sirius tribe have always been the strongest eagles on the grassland, and they are also the key factor in the Sirius tribe's ability to rule the grassland.

As Tuo Mu is a member of the royal family of the Sirius tribe, the warriors of the Sirius tribe who follow him are naturally the best among the best.

Their hill-like physiques alone are enough to intimidate most people.

You Fang looked up and down in the audience at these warriors of the Sirius tribe. This was not the first time he had fought with these people.

In the past when he was in the Congress of Nations, he had already fought against the warriors of the Golden Horde.

These prairie barbarians deserve to be called barbarians, and they have a barbaric air in their bodies.

You Fang knew that it was the scent left by the snow water flowing on the holy mountain of these prairie barbarians.

To be regarded as a place of retreat by the mysterious priests of the Golden Horde, there must be something weird about the so-called holy mountain.

Therefore, these barbarians can develop such a physique, and it is no problem to tear tigers and leopards alive.

He is simply comparable to a warrior who has achieved great success in body refining.

However, most of them have the same problem, that is, their martial arts skills are a bit rough.

Dakai Dahe is a label of martial arts for most of them.

It can't be said that they are definitely worse than Daqian warriors, but their martial arts are more suitable for fighting on the battlefield.

It's not a one-on-one fight like in the arena.

On the battlefield, their martial arts are very efficient and very terrifying.

Moreover, almost every barbarian warrior on the grassland is proficient in archery, and their riding and archery skills are also one of the fundamentals of their foothold on the grassland.

Compared to them, there are very few people who are good at shooting in Daqian Jianghu.

After all, things like strong bows and crossbows are contraband in Daqian territory, and there is really no way for ordinary people to get their hands on them.

Everyone looked at these prairie barbarians, and many people's thoughts began to come alive again.

If it wasn't a wheel battle, they would be much more interested.

One-on-one fighting was a strong point for many people present, especially when their opponents were barbarians from the grasslands.

In their impression, the prairie barbarians were simple-minded masters with well-developed limbs, so it was not easy to deal with them.

"Keep your word! I'm here to meet you prairie barbarians for a while!"

While everyone was thinking, someone had already made the first bird fly on the branch.

"In the words of you Central Plains people, it's like a spit and a nail, no words!"

Tuomu replied calmly.

Then he winked at his men, who immediately understood.

Prairie barbarian, this title is undoubtedly a bit discriminatory.

Because Tuo Mu also sentenced the person who took the lead to death in his heart.

Originally, he was planning to proceed step by step and save the lives of these early birds first.

So as not to frighten these Central Plains people all at once.

But because of this sentence of prairie barbarian, he changed his mind. It was time to teach these Central Plains people who discriminated against them a lesson.

"Sir, this man is the third master of Qingfeng Village in the North. He is known as Yin Yang Whip Li Er, and he can be considered a master."

Hong Shan whispered in You Fang's ear.

Hongshan still knows something about these green forests in the North. After all, Hongshan also spent some time in the green forests in the North after leaving the Northwest Army.

"It's a pity that the Yin-Yang whip is useless."

You Fang shook his head and said.

Everyone was still wondering why You Fang was so sorry, but the two people on the high platform were already fighting together.

Yin Yang Whip Li Er drew out his long whip. The sound of this treasure fish whip from the East China Sea breaking through the air was particularly harsh.

If an ordinary person is whipped, his skin and flesh will be bruised, but if he is unlucky, his life may even be lost.

Li Er had a sinister smile on his face, as if he had already seen the scene of this prairie barbarian "dancing" under his long whip.

However, when the whip hit the prairie barbarian, there was no sensation or sound as imagined.

On the contrary, it was like being slapped on gold and iron, and there was a violent shock and harsh sound.

"what!!"

Li Er's pupils shrank slightly, and before he could react, a huge force pulled his body forward.

It turned out that his long whip had been caught in the hand of the prairie barbarian in an instant.

The opponent only exerted a slight amount of force, but it was already the limit that he could not bear.

The fists are like thunder, and the thunder is rolling.

Li Er received a solid punch and flew out like a rag bag.

As he flew sideways, blood spat out of his mouth as if for free.

After landing, it still slid for a distance, blowing up a burst of dust on the surface.

Everyone suddenly took a breath of air-conditioning. When they looked again, Li Er was already having little air in and out, and it seemed that he could no longer survive.

"What a terrifying body, what a cruel fist."

Yu Chijing's brows furrowed into the character "Chuan".

Everything just happened so fast that he didn't have time to react.

However, the outcome was already in front of everyone. The Yin-Yang Whip only made one move before he was caught and punched in front of him.

Just one punch cut off the life of Yin-Yang Whip Li Er. The fist of this prairie barbarian was truly terrifying.

"Brother You, that person just now was already prepared to kill his opponent, and he was showing no mercy."

"Isn't he afraid of causing public outrage?"

Bai Furong also saw a problem.

The warriors sent by the Golden Horde are so ruthless, aren't they afraid that everyone present will unite to deal with them?

You must know that this is the Northland, not the grassland.

"Public outrage? None of these people here are here for the Sword of the Human Emperor."

"There is only one sword of the Human Emperor. The prerequisite for cooperation is to reach unified conditions. Do you think these people can do it?"

You Fang smiled lightly.

As he said, everyone present came here for the Sword of the Human Emperor.

No one would give it to anyone else.

How can conditions for cooperation be reached under such circumstances?

I'm afraid that for everyone at the scene, it would be better to save some energy like this instead of gathering everyone's strength to take down this group of prairie barbarians and then see the outcome again.

It also prevents me from selling my own strength to make wedding clothes for others.

And the fact is just as You Fang said, everyone didn't have much reaction to the death of Yin Yang Whip Li Er.

There was no intention of uniting to deal with this group of people from the Golden Horde.

Instead, they all lowered their eyebrows in thought, obviously thinking about how to deal with this prairie barbarian.

After Yin Yang Whip Li Er, several more people came to the stage to challenge.

Each of them is a well-known figure in the North. Otherwise, they would not dare to climb this high platform easily.

After all, this prairie barbarian is so ruthless, no one will treat his own life as a child's play.

It's just that although they all have some abilities, they are still not enough in front of the men who are dragging the wood.

They were defeated one after another and lost their lives.

After leaving many lives behind, everyone has understood that these barbarians are not easy people.

At least they weren't the prairie barbarians they had encountered before.

After paying a few more lives, there were not many forces left that could fight. “Second Young Master, the last general is calling for battle!”

Yuchi Jing's hands were already itching unbearably.

When he was in the Northwest Army, he fought against people from the Golden Horde.

After joining the Yang family, he has been responsible for guarding the border of Hebei Province, and has fought against the Golden Horde more frequently.

For Yuchi Jing, the Golden Horde was his number one enemy and he must attack it.

"allow."

Yang Zhence glanced at You Fang and nodded, agreeing to Yu Chijing's request to fight.

There are only a few forces that have not taken action yet, and they all understand each other.

Therefore, Yang Zhence is not worried that he will act too hastily.

It would be great if Yu Chijing could successfully defeat the opponent.

Yang Zhence believed that if someone else was stalking the cicada, You Fang would not sit idly by and watch.

After all, You Fang is so familiar with him, and Yu Chijing is Hongshan's big brother.

With the combination of multiple relationships, Yang Zhence believed that given You Fang's temperament, he would never stand idly by.

"Brother Yuchi, be careful!"

Hong Shan fist bumped Yu Chijing with some concern.

Hong Shan knew very well that these prairie barbarians were by no means ordinary people.

Although he was very confident in Yu Chijing's ability, seeing how ruthless these prairie barbarians were, he still felt somewhat worried.

"Just watch, Hong Shan!"

Yuchi Jing grinned.

How could a mere barbarian from the grassland be his opponent? Yuchi Jing didn't believe this.

"I'll meet you for a minute!"

After saying that, Yu Chijing bent his legs slightly, put his soles on the ground and used great force to jump onto the high platform in a very inelegant posture.

After landing, the entire high platform trembled.

"Oh? Finally, some master couldn't help it anymore."

There was a strange color in Tuomu's eyes.

None of the previous Central Plains people could last for several rounds in front of his warriors, so Tuo Mu was a little sleepy.

Now that Yu Chijing showed his hand slightly, it naturally aroused Tuo Mu's interest.

Tuo Mu winked, and one of his men immediately took the order and came out.

"People from the Central Plains, I will be your opponent!"

This person's Mandarin is a bit awkward, and he looks like he has just come into contact with Mandarin.

This was also the first time he spoke, which could be regarded as a sign of respect for Yu Chijing.

Yuchi Jing didn't say much, raised his fists and walked straight to the opponent's door.

The punch was strong and fierce, as if it had the intention of subduing the devil.

"Prince Ming's Prison Suppressing Fist?"

Bai Furong frowned slightly, the boxing technique used by Yu Chijing was the boxing technique from Baima Temple, Huguo Temple in the previous dynasty.

When Da Gan invaded the capital of the former dynasty, the White Horse Temple devoted all its monks to protect the country. In the end, Da Gan destroyed the Taoist tradition for thousands of years.

Even contemporary hosts and top masters in the world sat down on the spot.

After the Baima Temple sect was wiped out, the Mingwang Prison Suppressing Fist was lost in the world, and only the original copy exists in Daqian's arsenal.

Yu Chijing naturally had no access to the solitary copy, but he was from the Northwest Army.

The Northwest Army is the direct descendant of the patron king. As a patron king, it is naturally not a problem to have access to Daqian's arsenal.

What's more, the commander of Da Gan when he attacked White Horse Temple was the patron king, and he also had direct contact with the monks of White Horse Temple.

Yu Chijing's Ming Wang Prison Suppressing Boxing was naturally learned from his patron king.

King Ming's Prison Suppressing Fist is majestic and extremely powerful.

It also coincides with the Zen spirit of martial arts and is an extremely superior boxing technique.

Yu Chijing has been immersed in the Ming Wang Prison Suppressing Boxing for many years, so he is naturally very accomplished in this boxing technique.

Yu Chijing, who only attacked rather than defended at first, quickly took the initiative.

Even with the physique of this Tianlang tribe warrior, he did not dare to receive Yu Chijing's fist forcefully.

After all, the zhenqi in Yuchijing's fist is not a vegetarian.

"You barbarian! Try taking my punch again!"

Yu Chijing grinned, and the aura around him suddenly changed.

The blood energy soared to the sky, and an astonishing blood evil energy erupted from Yu Chijing's body.

One moment, there was still a hint of Zen in Yu Chijing's body, and the next moment, his blood energy exploded like a demon coming.

It was really a demon Lord descending from the sky, and his power was extremely terrifying.

Yu Chijing punched out, and the wind of the fist made a knife explode in the air.

The five phases of the Ming King are all karmic fire.

The Buddha also has fire, and the vajra subdues demons.

The huge fist sealed the sky and the earth, and the warrior of the Sirius tribe, who was the first to bear the brunt, had no choice but to roar like a wild beast and choose to resist.

The entire high platform collapsed in an instant. This high platform that had suffered countless casualties before and was not damaged has finally reached the point where it can no longer bear it.

The expressions of everyone around him were all tense. The aftermath of Yu Chijing's action was much greater than the previous actions.

Obviously an expert came forward.

"it is good!"

Yang Zhence's blood boiled with excitement. Yu Chijing was the most talented among the young generals recruited by the Yang family.

The background of the Northwest Army also destined Yuchi Jing to have unlimited success in the future.

If Yu Chijing can obtain the Sword of the Human Emperor for their Yang family today, Yang Zhence will definitely report the truth to his father after returning.

Let him reward Yuchi Jing greatly.

You Fang looked at the center of the smoke with a calm face. He didn't have much reaction to Yu Chijing's ability.

Yu Chijing's internal strength is a great military killing technique. It has never been spread in the world, and it is impossible for anyone to practice it casually.

Behind the military strategist's killing skills is a battlefield filled with bones.

It should have such power.

"Hmph! Zhongyuan!"

A chill flashed in Tuomu's eyes.

The bloody aura on Yuchi Jing's body reminded him of the Daqian army that blocked their Golden Horde from moving south.

Even the warriors of their Sirius tribe suffered greatly from these Daqian troops.

And these Daqian troops have always been the Golden Horde's biggest concern.

If it weren't for Daqian's remaining power, many titled armies would still have a deterrent effect.

The Golden Horde is not just planning a heroes conference.

The smoke and dust cleared, and the warrior of the Sirius tribe appeared naked from the waist down in front of everyone.

It's no surprise that he's already got some color on his body.

After all, Yu Chijing's power is so terrifying, it would be the best outcome to suffer a little loss.

What really surprised everyone was that this prairie barbarian had dark totems painted on his chest and back.

It was a lone wolf looking up to the sky and roaring. (End of chapter)

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