CONAN kills a man with a beef joint

CONAN sits at a feast discussing as chief of the Bamulas a raid on a nearby town with King Bajujh of Bakalah. CONAN has agreed with Livia, a woman held captive by Bajujh that he will kill him and free her in exchange for her bedding him.

The Cimmerian was gnawing a great beef-bone, and as she watched, she saw him cast a glance across his shoulder. As if it were a signal for which they had been waiting, the Bamulas all turned their gaze toward their chief. CONAN rose, still smiling, as if to reach into a near-by cooking pot; then quick as a cat he struck Aja a terrible blow with the heavy bone. The Bakalah war-chief slumped over, his skull crushed in, and instantly a frightful yell rent the skies as the Bamulas went into action like blood-mad panthers.

From, "The Vale of Lost Women"
Page 855 "The Complete Chronicles of CONAN"

Did you deem yourself strong, because you were able to twist the heads off civilized folk

CONAN fights with Baal-pteor, the huge man who kills the sacrificial victims in the temple. He brags of his prowess and he and CONAN try and strangle each other.

"You fool!" he all but whispered. "I think you never saw a man from the west before. Did you deem yourself strong, because you were able to twist the heads off civilized folk, poor weaklings with muscles like rotten string? Hell! Break the neck of a wild Cimmerian bull before you call yourself strong. I did that, before I was a full-grown man- like this!"

From, "Shadows in Zamboula"
Page 496 "The Complete Chronicles of CONAN"

CONAN grabs a man's arm, and snaps it with his fingers

CONAN is recued from crucifiction by Olgerd, the leader of a huge band of desert bandits. He decides to take over as leader, but Olgerd is not happy.

"Not if you die!" muttered Olgerd, and his hand flickered towards his hilt. But quick as the stroke of a great cat, CONAN's arm shot across the table and his fingers locked on Olgerd's forearm. There was a snap of breaking bones, and for an instant the scene held: the men facing each other motionless as images, perspiration starting out on Olgerd's forehead. CONAN laughed, never easing his grip on the broken arm.

From, "A witch Shall Be Born"
Page 380 "The Complete Chronicles of CONAN"

CONAN kills a vulture with his teeth

Despite having been nailed to a piece of wood, CONAN is no push over. He has been left unguarded so the vultures will come and pick him apart while he still lives, but CONAN is having none of it. He can see a vulture aproaching, and gives it a surprise.

CONAN drew his head back as far as he could, waiting with terrible patience. The vulture swept in with a swift roar of wings. It's beak flashed down, ripping the skin CONAN's chin as he jerked his head aside; then before the bird could flash away, CONAN's head lunged forward on his mighty neck muscles, and his teeth, snapping like those of a wolf, locked on the bare, wattled neck.
Instantly the vulture exploded into squawking flapping hysteria. Its thrashing wings blinded the man, and its talons ripped his chest. But grimly he hung on, the muscles starting out in lumps on his jaws. And the scavengers neck-bones crunched between those powerful teeth. With a spasmodic flutter the bird hung limp. CONAN let go, spat blood from his mouth.

From "A Witch Shall Be Born"
Page 365. The Complete Chronicles of CONAN.

CONAN is defeated and captured alive

CONAN is defeated and captured alive, but it take a hundred men to do it!

I never saw a man fight as CONAN fought. He put his back to the courtyard wall, and before they overpowered him dead men were strewn in heaps thigh-deep about him. But at last they dragged him down, a hundred against one.

From "A Witch Shall Be Born"
Page 364-5. The Complete Chronicles of CONAN.

CONAN kills a man with one punch!

After having to flee the pirate haven of Baracha, for undisclosed reasons, CONAN swims up to the pirate ship Wastrel and climbs onboard. He talks his way past the deeply suspicious captain an is allowed to join the crew.

CONAN (The Barachan),

He spat in CONAN's face and snatched at his own sword.
The Barachan's movement was too quick for the eye to follow. His sledge-like fist crunched with a terrible impact against his tormentors jaw, and the Zingaran catapulted through the air and fell in a crumpled heap by the rail.
CONAN turned towards the others. But for a glitter in his eyes, his bearing was unchanged. But the baiting was over as suddenly as it began. The seamen lifted their companion; his broken jaw hung slack, his head lolled unnaturally.

From "The Pool of the Black One."
Page 166. The Complete Chronicles of CONAN.

The moral of the story...
DO NOT SPIT AT CONAN!

CONAN has a fight with a god

After fleeing the mysterious city of Xuthal where he killed nearly everyone he met and had a fight with the ancient thog, the god (yes! god!) of the people there. Thog was as gods go a fairly Lovecraftian tentacled one at that, CONAN remarks,

CONAN.

There are brains and gut and blood to be cleaned off marble tiles, and if their god still lives, he carries more wounds than I.

From "The Slithering Shadow"
Page 162. The Complete Chronicles of CONAN