The Behemoth Beamon screamed and wailed, and was squeezed out of the strategic location of the Eagle Sorrow Gorge by unrivaled violence.

Seeing such a development, Zhu Sanpang couldn't help but be furious, his eyes were scarlet, the shadow of the white tiger floated violently, and the broken saber was waved out like lightning.

"You're looking for death!"

Qian Wuwu, who did his best to release his combat skills, had already activated the special effect of the "Steel Barrier Cloak" at the moment when the earth and stone dragon rose to the sky, and Zhu Sanfat's broken saber made a series of crisp sounds on the steel barrier around him.

"Third Prince, your strength to break the army doesn't seem to be endless!"

"Bastard!" Zhu Sanfat's cheeks were slightly red, and at the moment when he was seen through the reality, he only felt the anger and blood surge, but in just a moment, the inherent reason in his heart dispelled this abnormal anger.

Zhu Sanfat, who had completely calmed down, withdrew his silver-dim broken saber and began to face the old enemy in front of him.

The past confrontation scenes are still vivid, but in the eyes of Zhu Sanfat, Fengzhou has no worries about money, but he is no longer an incompetent person who is full of luck, he is a truly respectable opponent, an iron-blooded warrior.

Qian Wuwu's broken blade full of gaps was in front of the mottled immortal armor, and the cloak full of holes was also swaying helplessly in the spring breeze, but the Warcraft knight with a firm gaze was high morale.

"Third prince, you can't win 9□ battle today!"

"Not necessarily!"

At the moment when Zhu Sanfat spoke, he raised his broken saber high, and the shining cold light reflected his desire to win, and also reflected the behemoth army of the wild boar people. It also reflects the heroic charging posture of the furious Beamon Behemoth.

The next moment. Zhu Sanchub's hand gently brushed his cheeks. The heroic battle pattern drawn by the King of Pigs himself actually glowed with silver streamers, and the glorious shadow of the white tiger roared in the void, and then pasted into the cheeks of the third prince of pigs.

In the roar of the tiger, the heroic battle pattern representing the blood of the wilderness changed out of thin air.

Battle Paint of Valor (Destiny), White Tiger Power - Ignores 30% of the target's armor. Clan Power +10%!

Qian Wuwu saw the aura of this familiar realm appear, his feet were soft on the spot, and he didn't sit down at the wrong point, he would never admit his mistake, because this terrifying and unparalleled Heavenly Destiny War Pattern was the trump card that Zhu Sanfat relied on to run rampant in the world.

But this terrifying ability is the blessing of the destiny of heaven after the death of the old wild boar, and the third prince of the pig inherited the unification of the wild boar people, and the supreme emperor of the Golden Pig Empire.

Could it be that the old wild boar is dead?

Qian Wuwu's gaze only turned slightly. was shattered by the unicorn flag of the earth in the distance, and the unrealistic fantasy was shattered. And the power of the white tiger that was slaughtered rose and escaped around the body of the third prince of the pig.

The difference is that at the moment when the army-breaking combat skill completely explodes, there is no way to resist it, while the claws of the Beamon giant beast can only ignore 40% of the armor.

A thunderous roar rolled from outside the Eagle Sorrow Gorge, and the brown-haired Beamon Behemoth, after stepping into the light of the "White Tiger Power" realm of Zhu Sanfat, its body was alienated on the spot, and its silver mane was clustered.

Beamon Monster, gifted Claw of Annihilation, ignores 70% of armor defense!

But in Qian Wuwu's mind, the picture that came out was an endless wilderness goblin, in the supreme glow of the "White Tiger Power", a terrifying scene of rapid advance.

That is the Golden Pig Emperor that the army is aiming for, the truly invincible White Tiger Fang!

"Death!" The roar of the three fat pigs was sprinkled with the silver brilliance.

The power of the destiny of the golden white tiger has endowed the third prince of the pig with the blood of the real king, and the third prince of the pig, who is getting stronger and stronger, has been defeated in repeated confrontations with money, and the nightmare of the past few days has awakened his fighting spirit and desire to win.

Pressure makes people progress, and the pig three fat, who bears the appearance of the king, under the pressure of the spirit of money worry-free, awakens the power of the origin in the depths of the blood, and the power of the strong white tiger, giving the pig three fat the belief that he will win.

In the face of the enemy who swore to be bladed, Zhu Sanfat in the battlefield unreservedly released the exclusive power of destiny!

In front of the Eagle Sorrow Gorge, it has become the dominant place of the law of sharp gold, and the silver brilliance, like thousands of sharp swords, spins in the void, as long as the money on the ground is carefree and the slightest flaw, it will fall with a bang.

On the ground, the White Tiger God of War, incarnated by the Third Prince of Pigs, led the alienated Beamon Behemoth Beast, and completely suppressed Qian Wuwu and his alchemy warriors with a domineering tiger roar.

The sword-breaking blade that was almost red, wandering on Qian Wuwu's side, the Warcraft knight covered in blood, his body became slower and slower, and his steps were a little messy.

The more brave the more the fight, the three fat pigs yelled: "Money is worry-free, today, this is the place where you bury your bones!" ”

But Qian Wuwu, who was completely suppressed, still had a firm look on his face, and his eyes like stars suddenly sparkled with a glittering glow, which was the light of faith and hope for victory.

"Third prince, you don't have a chance!"

At this moment, in the corner of Qian Wuwu's eyes, a hint of the battle soul energy increasing again appeared, and in his hand, he tore up a battle magic scroll that had been prepared for a long time.

Junior rejoice!

Morale +2!

The only fifty remaining alchemy warriors instantly melted into the golden glow, and at the same time, the glorious light of the Golden Pixiu Battle Banner also bloomed above Qian Wuwu's head.

"The system prompts that you and your direct soldiers, the morale has broken through the extreme! Reach 11 o'clock, and the wrath of the golden pixiu erupts! ”

In the roar of rage, the soldiers under the banner of the Golden Pixiu Battle instantly skyrocketed.

The 10% increase in overall attributes not only gives the alchemy warriors stronger attacks and better defenses, but most importantly, all the alchemy warriors of lv76 collectively gain a level increase of +lv7.

The remaining fifty remnants of the soldiers were instantly promoted to the strength of the fourth-order soldiers, and the offensive and defensive bonuses given by the power of the law instantly raised the attack attributes of these alchemy warriors above the 60-point mark.

The healing skills of the Iron Priest are like a fountain of holy light invested in Qian Wuwu; The heavily armored alchemy cavalry launched an unyielding charge against the Beamon Behemoth; A burst of arrows that glow into the void with a magical glow; The swordsman holding the shield high and the spearman holding the steel spear formed an undulating metal storm.

But in the eyes of Zhu Sanfat, this qiē and qiē are not as good as Qian Wuwu itself, which makes him more shocked.

The golden Pixiu phantom suddenly emerged from behind Qian Wuwu, and on the spiral horns on its head, the cold light shone, and the abundant power of the golden blade was just an instant, between heaven and earth, paving a starry sword intent streamer.

At the moment when His Royal Highness the Prince of the Wild Boar People was trembling in his heart, on the pass of the Eagle Sorrow Gorge, Zhongsun Fangfei, who was holding high the staff of Muen, sprinkled a song of blessing like a lively one-

Basic skill of the Priest of the Wasteland Scepter, Inspirational Battle Song: Morale +1! (To be continued......)