It seemed to feel the panic of the master, or maybe it was really shocked by the god-like man in front of him, the pair of bronze bell-like eyes of the sacred cow suddenly widened, the huge bull's head was picked to the right, and the four hooves spread out and turned around and ran, completely unable to see the clumsiness and inconvenience of the huge size, but it was still a step late. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At the moment when the sacred cow turned around, the white jade-like palm of the overlord threw the spear aside, approaching quickly like a ghost, and the distance of less than three meters disappeared in an instant, and the thick oxtail was grasped as soon as it was flung up. The five-colored sacred cow was about to move forward, but it was shocked to find that its tail was like being tied to a mountain rock, and it couldn't break free at all, and an unknown fear instantly surged over its huge head, making it scream and slash its four hooves, and the earth in the hot spring pass suddenly trembled.

But in the face of absolute power, any struggle is just in vain, the huge body of the divine cow trembled suddenly, and then was thrown into the sky by a huge force, Huang Feihu felt as if he was flying through the clouds, even in the terrifying battlefield of the gods before his death, he almost never felt this way. But this is the battlefield where the heroic spirits gather, and being thrown into the sky in front of so many heroic spirits, he seems to hear the ridicule in everyone's hearts, just like when he was in the Shang Dynasty before his death.

"Look, that's King Wu Cheng, why does he look like a big boss?"

"Don't talk nonsense, someone's sister is a princess, otherwise how can it be his turn to take the throne."

"It turned out that he climbed up by relying on his sister's posture, but he really didn't have a seed, I don't know if his wife is also ......"

"His wife is really beautiful, why is he cheap?"

"I heard that our king often secretly summons his wife into the palace, I'm afraid he can't forget it...... Ha ha. ”

Those gossips were like one quenched dagger after another, tearing out blood marks on his heart, and gradually dyeing his loyalty to the Shang Dynasty black, but he himself had not yet realized it. It wasn't until his wife died tragically that he didn't feel much grief, but a sense of relief, and then he realized that everything about himself had been inadvertently changed.

But so what? The victors, the princes, the losers, those muddy and nightmare ordinary people can only speak quickly for a while, and only those who know the times are handsome. Yin Shang went against the sky, the general trend has gone, only he Huang Feihu sees where the future is, and the obsessed guy can only continue to be drunk and dream here until he is martyred for this sleeping dynasty!

It's a pity that Huang Feihu didn't see the day when Yin Shang perished, in the small Mianchi County, he and four friends died at the hands of Zhang Kui and Gao Lanying and his wife. His proud eldest son, Huang Tianhua, also died at the hands of Gao Jineng before entering the fifth level. Perhaps, at the moment when Huang Tianhua died, his proud heart had already aged. After all, it was an era of rampant monsters, and human beings could not stand on their own strength, without that monster-like powerful son, what could he Huang Feihu do?

What can be done? In an instant, Huang Feihu suddenly understood, like waking up from a big dream. That's right, I used to lack strength, but now it's different, I also have a power comparable to that of a god, and I even used this to overwhelm Nezha before! Even in the face of monsters, he already has the strength to fight, and he is no longer the mortal who was slaughtered in the past!

In the flash of light, Huang Feihu suddenly woke up, looking at the overlord standing on the ground, a crazy smile appeared on his face. That's right, what if you are monsters, what I see and think will always be farther than you, I, Huang Feihu, will always be on the side of the winner, only I can have the last laugh! As long as I can complete Caster's plan this time, I will be able to return to the godhood, and I will no longer have to worry about any bullshit with you!

In mid-air, the five-colored sacred cow cried clearly, and it had already adjusted its posture and was no longer panicked. The defenseless Huang Feihu looked at the Holy Grail Lancer on the ground, full of ambition. "Xiang Yu! Look here! Your Grandpa Huang is here!! With a wild laugh, the Holy Grail Rider's Noble Phantasm was activated again, and the magic power directly provided by the Earth's central axis, the Noble Phantasm, which could be released almost infinitely, once again revealed its hideous face.

"Trampling !! of the Sacred Cow Carrying the Six Realms" In an instant, it seemed that the projection of Mount Tai appeared again, the huge shadow shrouded the entire street without warning, the holy white light swirled on the top of the mountain, the red, orange, yellow, green and blue five colors of light flashed, the huge magic power that was enough to knock the heroic spirit to the mortal dust was condensing, and the milky white sacred cow also had blue light flashing, and this trampling was falling on the Holy Grail Lancer's body.

"Who do you think you're losing to?" Suddenly, a voice came into Huang Feihu's ears, cold and peaceful, his eyes widened, only to find that the Holy Grail Lancer on the ground was looking at him.

"Is it Gao Lanying who killed you? Is it Jiang Ziya who is pointing fingers at you? Or is it your beautiful wife, or even your son, who is as powerful as inhuman? Neither. "The indifferent voice came out of the mouth of the overlord, no longer as steel as iron, but still loud as the ground." The strength of human beings is never transferred by external objects. It's not someone else who destroys you, it's your own ugly self-esteem. ”

"You're talking nonsense-" Under the shadow of Mount Tai, Huang Feihu's face was hideous, and he roared to himself: "Others don't know, but I know very well!" Didn't you get your power from the Rakshasas! As soon as your mask shattered, I could see that you were nothing more than a copy of what they had made! What qualifications does a lackey of the Rakshasa clan have to say about me! ”

When the words landed, Huang Feihu himself was a little surprised, but the Holy Grail Lancer didn't react, just smiled.

"You don't deserve to be with someone, friend or foe." After saying it lightly, the Holy Grail Lancer lowered his head, no longer looking at the thunderous Divine Bull and Huang Feihu, but looked at the hot spring pass in front of him. Compared with the Xiongguan Jiancheng he had seen before his death, this place could only be regarded as a small fortress, and it was nothing more than a geographical advantage, but it was nothing more than that. But at this moment, in his eyes, this small pass is far more worthy of being looked at than Huang Feihu. Every Spartan here is just a mortal, they don't know how to be flexible, they don't know how to know that the current affairs are handsome, they don't have excellent strategy, they don't have the courage to think about the world, and even their weapons and tactics are so primitive. But they knew they couldn't retreat, because they carried the history and glory of Sparta on their backs.

"For the !! of Sparta"