kiss the beast world

Chapter 533
And the Southern Wolf Clan.

While protecting Xi Cui, the clansmen armed with large scimitars attacked the bristling pig without hesitation and spared no effort!

Fully interpret the sentence in my mind:
"If you have [-] points of strength, don't just use [-] points of strength!"

"Don't embarrass the Southern Wolf Clan!"

In an instant, the blood soared!

The horn of battle is lit again, this time, it is no longer a slapstick instruction, no longer a request for advice, but a bloody battle with real guns!
"boom!"

Within half a stick of incense time, the team of the Black Eagle tribe was dispersed, and the howling pig rushed towards Eagle Dill, towards Ying Li in the middle, and towards the surrounding big Black Eagle that had turned back into its original form!
In the air, a big black eagle swooped down with its sharp mouth open, and suddenly pecked at the mane pig's neck. The mane there was slightly shorter, and there was still a possibility of breaking through the defense.

In the past, every time they encountered a bristled boar, no matter which group of orcs, they always dealt with it in this way. Although the result was not satisfactory, there was no other way.

"Howling!"

The bristle pig discovered the black eagle's plan in the air, raised its head and let out a loud roar, and immediately arched forward. The dense half-meter-long thorny mane pierced the black eagle's beak, head, wings, and upper body impressively!

"Wow!"

The big black eagle let out a painful eagle cry, its firm wings couldn't stabilize its figure, and suddenly fell to the ground!

The mouth is full of mane thorn wounds, and there are many broken mane thorns on the upper body and wings, which are inserted deep into it, and bright red blood is oozing out drop by drop!

"Cry, cry!"

"Wow!"

The big black eagles were constantly defeated, or were pierced by the thorny mane on the legs, body, mouth, or wings. They had already scattered in a formation of porridge, and the sound of blood and injuries filled the surrounding area.

There is no one to protect Ying Li and Ying Dier, but these two are the strongest in the team, so at this moment, not only are they not defeated, but they even have the upper hand!
"Puff—bah!" There was the sound of a knife being drawn across the flesh and blood.

The bone knife glowing with the blood of victory was being pulled out by Ying Li and held tightly in his hand. At this moment, he still maintained his human body, a gleam of coldness rose from the corner of his mouth, and a look of pride lit up from the corner of his eyes!

however.

When Ying Li glanced triumphantly at the other side, the Southern Wolf Clan team that had been determined to be defeated and was even worse, he was dumbfounded in an instant!
Not only Ying Li.

Even Ying Dill, who had just laid a bristled pig next to him, who was smug in his heart, and the big black eagle clan who were injured and still stubbornly resisted, their eyes widened in shock, and they were very amazed!

"Pfft!"

The scimitar swung down one leg.

"Pfft!"

Two swings of the scimitar cost one life.

"Pfft!"

Three swings of the scimitar cut open the belly!
The bristled pig's life is over, only in the hands of wolf Xi in a matter of seconds.

In the first cut, a bristle pig weighing hundreds of catties was knocked down. In the second cut, his throat was cut and his veins were severed. In the third cut, his belly was ripped open without leaving any chance of counterattack.

The bristling pig's blood of defeat fell on the heroic and resolute face of the burly man Langxi, he wiped it casually, a sneer rose from his slightly thick lips, swung the machete, and quickly reaped another life!

"Madam is really good at predicting things, let us bring the scimitar for emergencies, I didn't expect it to be useful now!" Lang Lin swung the knife fiercely, cut the thornless leg of the bristling pig in front of him, and turned his head Road to Sishi beside him.

"Of course, Madam is always good at predicting things!" Sishi quickly swung his knife and cut off the unbroken bristled pig leg in front of Langlin, with a proud face on his face!
The bristle pig has bristles all over its body, but there are two weak points when standing up, the limbs and the belly. Although the bristle pig's limbs have extremely thick skin, there are no spines and bristles around it, and the same is true for the belly.

With the strength of the orcs, it is naturally difficult to beat the mane of the bristle pig with its thorny mane as hard as iron, but as long as there is a way to knock it down, it will be cut open in the stomach.

Death, all in an instant!

At that time, when Feng Zhu and the others carried the mane pig back to the Southern Wolf Clan, one and two were complaining that they were pierced with blood all over their bodies for the sake of the pig.

Little did they know that Wen Yue, the wife of the Southern Wolf Clan, had already arranged for the mane-haired pig three, five or seventy-nine ways to die in surprise, and the machete was one of them.

Within a few days, the Southern wolf tribe went hunting with machetes on their backs. At first, everyone looked down on this new weapon that had never been seen before.

Quan Dang took a 'toy knife' out of the house to save face for the patriarch, until, when the hunting team encountered a bristled pig again and was in a hurry, everyone remembered how to use the machete...

"Madam is not only good at predicting things, but also a first-class genius who can do everything."

Feng Huai's tone was also full of admiration, and with a wave of the scimitar in his hand, blood immediately flew around the bristle pig's throat, and the pig's life fell on the spot.

"The patriarch is so lucky to have picked up a big treasure!" The wolf guard envied him from a distance after finishing a bristled pig.

"Who told you that you didn't know the real thing, you acted too late, do you regret it now?" Hui Zhu wanted to kick away the pig corpse in front of him, but unexpectedly the pig was too heavy to kick away, he was embarrassed and pretended nothing happened Happened, turned around and laughed at Langhu.

"Hahahaha!"

"Regret, why regret it later, regret not seeking abuse from the patriarch?" Wolf Hu laughed.

There are too many people in the clan who have thought about Mrs. Xiao, the number is at least a hundred or more, but whoever is as strong as the patriarch, whoever has nothing to do to find him.

Those who secretly challenged the patriarch for his wife, none of them could escape the fate of lying in bed for a week without moving!

The wolf guard would not tell these guys that he was actually going to challenge the patriarch at the beginning, but after seeing the wolf Zeno being carried away...

"At least he has the guts to dare to challenge and win, but you are a coward who dare not even take a step, hahahaha!" Hui Zhu teased without fear of death.

The battle situation of the Black Eagle Clan was in dire straits, but on the side of the Southern Wolf Clan, besides winning consecutive victories, they still chatted and laughed leisurely.

This is... a bit of hatred!
"My wife is not only the wife of the patriarch, but also the wife of our southern wolf clan. Now, should we deal with the bristle pigs first? There are a lot of bristle pigs, not only in front of us, but also elsewhere."

Xi Cui looked at the clansmen who formed a circle in front of them, raising knives and falling to protect her. She was moved, and hurriedly interrupted their chattering topics.

A group of good guys who only care about killing pigs, don't even look at where this place is, who are around here, how can they talk nonsense, how can they spit out everything?

Again!
The eyes of the Black Eagle clan were shocking at the beginning, but after the battle with the bristled boar and the more they lost, the complicated eyes obviously changed.

"What the Holy Witch taught is that you should stop talking nonsense. There are not only two bristled pigs in front of you." Lang Xi turned his head and lectured after harvesting a bristled pig in front of him.

Langxi's words were so white that they couldn't be more white. After hearing this, Langhu and the others understood what he meant, and after they fell silent, they quickly finished harvesting the bristled pigs in front of them, and the team headed towards the Black Eagle clan.

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(End of this chapter)