Yang Feng waved his spear and howled loudly at Subu Tulong.

"You've heard of the title of Yang Feng, the general who fought against rebellion in the Great Han Dynasty?"

"What Yang Feng has never heard of it.

Why did you come up and get so much nonsense?”

Seeing that Yang Feng was thin, Xubu Tulong didn't take him seriously at all.

He slashed Yang Feng's head with a long hammer in his hand and slashed hard at Yang Feng, who hurriedly swung his gun to resist.

One shot and one hammer hit the air, like a thunder exploding, making a violent sound of gold and iron clashing.

"when!"

"puff…"

Yang Feng felt an unparalleled force passing into his body along the weapons.

His throat couldn't help but feel sweet, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

Yang Feng, who thought he could kill the generals and defeat the enemy, was hit by the Huns' Tulong King and vomited blood.

The Bald Dragon King couldn't help but sneer:

"With this little ability, dare to challenge my chief?

Go and die!"

Xubu Tulong hit Yang Feng's head with another blow.

"Too strong, can't stand it!"

Yang Feng was frightened and left after taking a horse.

He doesn't want to kill the general and make contributions, no matter how good the contribution is, his life is not important.

If Xu Huang can deal with this kind of monster, he will give him all the credit.

Yang Feng had no objection at all.

"Want to run?"

It's too late!"

The long hammer followed like a shadow and hit Yang Feng's head directly.

Poor Yang Feng was smashed by the Tulong King and his brain burst and died tragically on the battlefield.

After killing Yang Feng, Xubu Tulong was very excited and laughed:

"The two-legged sheep are indeed weak and vulnerable!

Who else dares to die?"

At this time, Liu Bei's face was very gloomy. He didn't say anything, but he hated Yang Feng to death.

Can't you just keep hiding behind if you don't have the ability?

I, Liu Bei, lack your meal?

This time, it was a good thing. The credit was not received, but instead encouraged the might of the Huns.

Yang Feng's death had a great blow to the morale of the Han army.

The Huns were as powerful as rainbows, waving their weapons to demonstrate to the Han army.

Xu Huang asked Liu Bei again and said:

"Master, I'll go fight against that thief.

After all, Yang Feng was my Xu Huang's Shangguan before.

I should get this revenge for him.”

"Then I will have General Gongming."

Xu Huang came to fight against the Tulong King with a big axe, and the heavy energy gushed out of his body.

"Can you recognize Xu Huang?"

"The great general Xu Huang?"

Xubu Tulong looked at Xu Huang with a solemn look in his eyes.

Xu Huang can release his energy and is obviously a peerless powerhouse.

Such a powerful warrior, looking at the entire Huns, there is only Tu Mai, the adopted son of Zuo Xianwang Wu Yi.

Can you really beat Xu Huang?

Xubu Tulong really wanted to evacuate the battlefield to avoid confronting Xu Huang.

But if you are afraid before fighting, it will affect your reputation.

What will the other great chiefs of the Huns think of themselves at that time?

Just as he was hesitating, Xu Huang's heavy axe smashed at the Bald Dragon King.

Subu Tulong had to raise his hammer to fight, gritted his teeth and shouted angrily:

"Comparing strength, I, Xubu Tulong, have never been afraid of anyone!"

The giant axe fell on the hammer rod and made a dull "buzzing" sound.

The entire long hammer was trembling. If Xubu Tulong hadn't had enough strength, the hammer would have flew away from his hands.

With this move alone, Xubu Tulong was shocked to his blood and his head was dizzy.

Xu Huang's eyes burst into murderous intent and said to Subu Tulong:

"If you harm my robes, you should be killed!"

Xu Huang's big axe in his hand carried a heavy and powerful force, and he slashed the long hammer of Subu Tulong with one axe.

Subu Tulong has no choice but to defend passively.

Xu Huang slashed thirty-six axes in one breath before he took them down and stood up.

The Tulong King had already bleeding from the tiger's mouth and felt his limbs become numb.

Seeing Xu Huang put away his big axe, he couldn't help but say in surprise:

"Why don't you attack?"

Xu Huang said calmly:

“It’s enough.”

Xubu Tulong didn't know what Xu Huang meant, but just thought that Xu Huang was more particular about martial ethics and the competition was over.

He looked at Xu Huang mockingly and said:

"You two-legged sheep always pay attention to these useless etiquettes.

Unlike our Great Huns, the strong prey on the weak and the fittest survive.

If you let me go today, you will definitely regret it!”

As Subu Tulong said, he stepped on his war horses, turned around and walked towards the Xiongnu formation.

But as soon as he took two steps, he felt something was wrong.

Blood gushed out from his ears, eyes, mouth and nose.

Behind the Tulong King, Xu Huang's faint voice came:

"When did I say I want to spare you?"

Xubu Tulong could no longer say anything or make any moves at this time.

In this way, he was carried back to the Huns by war horses.

Seeing that Xubu Tulong was bleeding from his seven orifices, the Hun nobles quickly helped him down from his horse.

"Shubu!"

"How are you doing? Subu?"

Ulorando stepped forward to investigate Subu Tulong's breath, shook his head and sighed:

“He is dead.

All the internal organs were shattered by the enemy generals."

The Hun chiefs were shocked when they heard this!

One of the ten kings in the north of Mo, the Tulong King, who is known for his tremendous power, died so easily at the hands of the enemy generals?

The hot-tempered man, Yu Xionglie, shouted angrily:

"Shubu cannot die in vain!

Let's go together and kill this man!
To be continued...