In the face of death, Qian Wuwu had no worries, and there was only the sound of blood anger and high-spirited battle in his mouth, and only the blood anger twin blades that held the handle were still wielding unyieldingly, bringing the law sword qi of the power of mountains and rivers forward.

The so-called power of destiny touted by the wild boar people in later generations is just a big joke in Qian Wuwu's opinion, because this is simply a copycat copy of the power of the five elements, which is miscellaneous and impure.

Qian Wuwu doesn't believe that the king of pigs can really control the light of the majestic Celestial Empire, and he doesn't believe that the four sons of the king, who have different aspirations, can work together to force the angry tide of the law of annihilation of heaven and earth.

The money that does not go back is worry-free, and it is firmly believed that only by moving forward can we get a slim life!

The desire to survive made Qian Wuwu use all his strength, the essence of mountain and river swordsmanship, dancing in the waves of law, unyielding will, deducing a tenacious fighting spirit, struggling to survive in the tide of death.

The faint but pure sword qi represents the free will of the elements, although Qian Wuwu's figure has a down-and-out state, but it is full of uninhibited feelings, he is like a reef in the tide, in the turbulent and continuous song of destiny, immovable, proudly independent.

Miracles, appeared!

The wave of the law that was surging in anger suddenly collapsed at the moment of its peak, and then fell apart.

The Earth Qilin Banner of the King of Pig-3 could not withstand the strong pressure of the light of the Celestial Empire, and at the critical moment, the waist was broken, and the light of the destiny of the four kings of the pig came to an abrupt end.

"Father!"

The pig who suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood was incompetent, and his thin face was actually white, but he raised his hand slightly. He stopped his sons from approaching as they wanted.

The King of Pigs did not speak. His calm gaze. Just looking at the front of the military formation, at this moment, a figure covered in blood and extremely wolfish was returning from afar.

The pig Sanfat, who picked up a small life in Yingchou Gorge, has returned.

"Father!" The blood-stained pig in the robe was fat, bowed his head and bowed, and he was about to ask for guilt with a sad face. I heard that Zhu Wuyi was overjoyed and said: "Very good, my son killed the four Sword Saint guards of Yingchou Gorge, which can be described as a great achievement!" ”

"Huh!?" At the moment when the three fat pigs looked stunned, the other three pig princes couldn't help but widen their eyes.

"The terrain of Yingchou Gorge is dangerous, easy to defend and difficult to attack, in fact, it is just tasteless, and it is a pity to abandon it! The eldest eldest and the second and fourth children, I will give you two days to witness the martial arts of the wild boar people! ”

The pig that holds aloft the scepter of the earth is incompetent. Suddenly, he said, "Whoever has to pass it, king!" ”

Those who have passed the gates. King!

Such an order not only made the heart of the four princes boil, but the nearby wild boar people guards also let out wild cheers, and several wild boar people shamans with active brains knelt on the ground on the spot.

"The Great Chief has the destiny of heaven, he should have been in a yellow robe a long time ago, and he should have built a country and became the emperor!"

"Majesty xià on the top, long live, long live, long live, long live!!"

In the hula, the wild boar man general fell to his knees, but the king of the pig king smiled coldly and said: "In the name of the great emperor, how can the prestige of the great chief come from domineering?" Alright, sons and daughters, take up your swords and go and make a contribution! The blood of the wild boar Ze's martial arts will win you the qiē you want. ”

"Goyermane!"

In the jubilant frenzy like a tsunami of mountains, the army of wild boar people surged in the direction of Eagle Chou Gorge.

After confirming that his father was really fine, Zhu Da Fat, Zhu Er Fat, and Zhu Si Fat immediately led the pro-army and killed to the south, only Zhu Sanfat, who returned from defeat, lowered his head and stood quietly behind the King of Pigs, waiting for his father's real fall.

The final military merit among the wild boar people, the pig Sanfat, who fought on the battlefield with his father since he was a child, knew that he had suffered heavy losses and could not escape the blame.

"Ahem!" The pale pig was incompetent, and before he could speak, he suddenly coughed violently, and when Zhu Sanfat held his father, he was surprised to find that his palm was actually a piece of blood red, which was clearly a sign of serious injury.

"Father!" Zhu Sanfat's face couldn't help but change greatly.

The king of the pig king of the wild boar Ze has long become the spiritual pillar of the wild boar people, a totem symbol, this god-like existence zài, although it will also be injured and bleed, but there has never been a moment of wolf bèi today.

In the memory of Zhu Sanfat, the opponents who can make the old wild boar injured are all heroes who stand up to the sky and the earth, iron-blooded men, but in front of this Eagle Sorrow Gorge, the money is worry-free but does not appear on the battlefield, so he blocked the power of his father, not to mention, and also dragged down the Five Elements Destiny Array that they gathered the strength of everyone and forcibly deduced.

"Third child, are you afraid?"

The distracted pig suddenly heard his father's stern words, he immediately stood up straight, shook his head vigorously and said, "The son is not afraid, but the son is worried about his father's injury." ”

"Me?" Pig Wucan't see that his beloved third son is not overly depressed, and he can't help laughing: "Haha, birth, old age, sickness and death, this is human nature, don't be sad, Mother Earth will always protect us." ”

"Father, that money is worry-free, it's not without weaknesses!" As soon as Zhu Sanfat's sword eyebrows were raised, a sharp aura appeared on his body, obviously, the pig prince who lost the battle had come out of the haze of defeat.

"Tell me about it!" The king of pigs tightened his neckline, and the kind smile on his face was like that of an ordinary old man in the wild boar.

Zhu Sanpang pointed to Yingchou Gorge and said: "After several battles, I have confirmed that the Golden Pixiu Battle Banner with worry-free money can absorb the power of high morale and turn it into the true light of destiny." ”

"Light of Destiny!?" The King of Pigs raised his hand and said, "Is it more powerful than our Five Elements Array?" ”

"My son doesn't know, but we can stay out of the edge for a while! With your own strength, attack the enemy's short. ”

"You're trying to say that the power of deterrence is used to weaken their morale, right?"

Zhu Sanpang nodded at his gray-bearded father, and then asked softly: "Father, you have always said that the Great Empire of the Five Elements is rich all over the world, and we wild boar people, even if we can win the battle, we can't shake its roots, why ...... this time?"

"When people are old, there are some things, if you don't do them, I'm afraid you won't have a chance." When the pig was unable to speak, he looked at the far south, the direction of the Qilin Capital, and said softly: "The thousand-year-old demon tide is not far away, and the revelation of the Holy King of the Pure Altar Tomb indicates that the troubled times are coming. ”

"Father?" Zhu Sanfat was puzzled by his father's heartfelt words, after all, in his impression, the king of the pig kings who are high above has always been iron-blooded and ruthless, decisive in killing, how could he have such fatherly caring words.

The pig was incompetent and didn't explain, he patted the horse lightly, and walked to the camp tent that the guards had just set up, and then, a cold voice floated out: "Third child, you lost the giant beast legion, and you will be punished with a battalion of elite soldiers, can you be convinced?" ”

"My son pleads guilty!" Although Zhu Sanpang knelt on the ground, the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, and the high-spirited fighting spirit slowly escaped in his body. (To be continued......)