Facing the death of Qian Wuyou, there was only the sound of bloody and high fighting in his mouth, leaving only the bloody and angry blades in the grip of the handle, still waving unyieldingly, bringing the sword energy of the law of the power of mountains and rivers forward.

The so-called power of destiny that was praised by the Wild Boar people in later generations was just a huge joke in Qian Wuyou's opinion, because this is simply a copycat version of the power of the five elements, mixed but impure.

Qian Wuyou didn't believe that the king of Pig King could really control the magnificent and majestic light of the Celestial Dynasty, and he didn't believe that the four sons of Pig, who had different ambitions, could be able to achieve a goal together and forcefully continue the tide of the laws that annihilate the world.

Qian Wuyou, who never returns to the death, believes that only by moving forward can he gain slim vitality!

The desire to survive made Qian Wuyou use all his skills. The essence of the mountain and river swordsmanship dances in the waves of laws, and his unyielding will interpret the tenacious fighting spirit, struggling to survive in the tide of death.

The weak but pure sword energy represents the element's free will. Although Qian Wuyou's figure is in a down-and-out state, it is full of unrestrained feelings. He is like a reef in the tide, unmoved and proud in the turbulent song of destiny.

A miracle happened!

The rising wave of laws suddenly collapsed and then broke into pieces when it reached its peak.

The Earth Qilin Flag of the King of Pig - 3, could not withstand the strong pressure of the light of the Celestial Dynasty. It broke at the critical moment, and the destiny of the Four-son King of Pig was shattered.

"Father!"

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

The King of Pig King did not speak. His calm eyes were just looking ahead of the military formation. At this moment, a figure covered in blood and extremely embarrassed was returning from a distance.

Zhu Sanpang, who found his life in Yingchou Gorge, has returned.

"Father!" Zhu Sanpang, who was stained with blood in the robe, bowed his head and said with a sad face. When Zhu Wuneng heard that he was extremely happy, he said: "Very good, my son killed the four sword saints guards of Yingchou Gorge, which is a great achievement!"

"Ah!?" When Zhu Sanpang looked surprised, the other three pig princes couldn't help but widen their eyes.

"The terrain of Yingchou Gorge is dangerous, easy to defend but difficult to attack. In fact, it's just a boring thing to know. It's a pity to abandon it! Boss, second, fourth, I'll give you two days to witness the bravery of the wild boar!"

The pig holding the scepter of the earth was incompetent. Suddenly, he said, "Those who have the pass, the king!"

The king who gets the pass!

Such command not only made the Four Prince King Pig feel excited, but the nearby wild boar guards even cheered wildly. Several wild boar shamans with active minds knelt on the ground on the spot.

"The chief is in his destiny and should have been in his yellow robe long ago and he will become the emperor in his founding country!"

"Long live your Majesty, long live your life, long live your life!!!"

Amid the huh, the wild boar army general fell to his knees, but the king of Pig King smiled coldly and said, "How can the name of the great emperor be as domineering as the great chief's reputation? Well, my sons, pick up your swords and make achievements! The brave blood of the wild boar will win everything you want."

"Gol's mane!"

In the jubilant craze like a tsunami, the army of wild boars rushed towards Yingchou Gorge.

After confirming that his father was really okay, Zhu Dapang, Zhu Erpang and Zhu Sipang immediately led his personal army to the south. Only Zhu Sanpang, who was defeated, lowered his head and stood quietly behind the King of Pig King, waiting for his father's true defeat.

Zhu Sanpang, who ended up making military achievements among the wild boars, fought on the battlefield with his father since childhood. He knew that he had suffered heavy losses and could not be blamed.

"Cough cough!" Zhu Wueng, who had a pale face, suddenly started to cough violently before he could speak. When Zhu Sanpang held his father, he was surprised to find that there was blood red in his palm, which was clearly a sign of serious injury.

"Father!" Zhu Sanpang couldn't help but change his face.

The king of the Pig King of Wild Boars has long become the spiritual pillar of the Wild Boars and a symbol of the totem. Although this godlike existence can be injured and bleeding, it has never been as embarrassing as today.

In Zhu Sanpang's memory, all the enemies who can hurt the old wild boar are heroes and iron-blooded men. However, in front of Yingchou Gorge, Qian Wuyou did not appear on the battlefield, blocking his father's power and pressure, and also dragging down the Five Elements Destiny Formation that they gathered the power of everyone and forced to interpret.

"San Lao, are you scared?"

Zhu Sanpang, who was distracted, suddenly heard his father's serious words. He immediately stood up straight and shook his head hard and said, "My son is not afraid, but his son is worried about his father's injuries."

"Me?" Zhu Wuneng saw his beloved third son without excessive depressed expression and couldn't help laughing: "Haha, birth, old age, sickness and death are normal, don't be sad, Mother Earth is always protecting us."

"Father, Qian Wuyou is not without weakness!" Zhu Sanpang raised his sword eyebrows and a sharp aura appeared on his body. Obviously, the Pig Prince who failed in the battle had already emerged from the haze of failure.

"Tell me!" The King of Pig tightened his collar and his kind smile on his face was like an ordinary old man in a wild boar.

Zhu Sanpang pointed to Yingchouxia and said, "After several battles, I have confirmed that Qian Wuyou's golden Pixiu battle flag can absorb the high morale and turn it into the real light of destiny."

"The Light of Destiny!?" The King of Pig raised his hand and said, "Is it even more powerful than our Five Elements Formation?"

"I don't know, but we can avoid the edge of the enemy for a while! We use our strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses."

"You are trying to use shock to weaken their morale, is that true?"

Zhu Sanpang nodded to his gray-bearded father, and then asked softly: "Father, you have always said that the Five Elements Empire is rich in all directions. Even if we wild boar people can win it, they cannot shake its roots. Why this time..."

"When people get old, there are some things that they don't do, I'm afraid there will be no chance." When the pig was unable to speak, he looked at the distant south and the direction of Qilin Capital and whispered: "The thousand-year-old tide of demons is not far away. The revelation of the Holy King of the Tomb of the Purifying Altar shows that the troubled times are coming. For the future of the Wild Boar, we can only fight with all our might to break out a real place of survival."

"Father?" Zhu Sanpang was confused by his father's heart-wrenching words. After all, in his impression, the noble king of Pig King has always been iron-blooded and cold-hearted, killing and decisive. He has never had such a fatherly caring word.

Zhu Wuneng didn't explain, he gently patted the war horse and walked towards the camp that the guard had just set up. Then, a cold voice floated out: "Three, you lost the giant beast army and punished your elite soldiers in the battalion. Are you convinced?"

"Son accepts punishment!" Although Zhu Sanpang knelt on the ground, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his high fighting spirit slowly dissipated in his body. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!

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