I am a pig in the beastly world, rough men are competing to be beastly husbands

In the dense forest of the Long-Arm Tribe, a long creature was slowly twisting on the ground.

At first glance, it looked like a broken snake tail.

But upon closer inspection, the snake's tail was twisting and shedding layer of skin.

Finally, a snake head appeared at the break...

Not long after, a small snake swam out from the pile of shed snake skins.

He hissed, with an evil gleam in his little eyes.

An hour...

It only takes one hour...

He can then recreate his human form.

You will also regain some strength.

I believe his subordinates are on their way here.

With him commanding the snake army, the Bashe tribe is still invincible!

By the time……

The long-arm tribe... the fur tribe... the damned little pig girl...

He wants to swallow them all into his stomach one by one!

The little snake was fantasizing about his victory when suddenly, a shadow appeared in front of him.

"Akashiba, where do you want to escape to?"

Beneath the calm tone, there was a surge of hatred.

Chishiba was shocked:

"Hou Xing! Why are you here..."

"Of course it's here, to see you off for the last time." Hou Xing said.

Chishiba was frightened at first, then laughed.

"Just you? A long-armed person who lost one hand! Hahahaha, this is ridiculous! Let me ask you, can you still draw the bow?"

Hou Xing's face twitched as if the painful spot was being poked hard.

"You don't need to worry about this." He gritted his teeth and said, "When you die, you will know."

Chishiba laughed even more wildly.

"I didn't know that the Long Arms were so stubborn. You keep saying you want me dead, but you don't dare to get close to me... It seems that you also know that although I have temporarily lost my power, the poison is still there, and it is you who will die!"

Hou Xing's eyes darkened when he heard this.

Indeed, even if the snake king was on the verge of death, he was not a long-armed person who had lost his shooting ability and could not be easily eliminated.

The unique venom of the Basashi tribe can make all grass dead within a radius of 100 meters.

Even though Chishiba is just a small snake now, ordinary orcs cannot get close to him.

What’s more, the one-armed Hou Xing was seriously injured.

Akashiba was so proud that he couldn't help but curl his tongue and lick his lips.

Although the flesh and bones of the Long-Arm Tribe are too hard and tough to eat, the blood of their direct descendants can increase their strength and is still quite sweet.

Recalling the scene of sucking dry the long-arm elder and his bastard, Chi Shiba couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

The look he gave Hou Xing became even more evil.

Hou Xing witnessed his father being tortured and killed with his own eyes, so how could he not know what the other person's expression meant?

The overwhelming hatred surged in my heart.

At this moment, a hissing sound came from far away.

"Your Majesty!"

The snake army is chasing us!

"Hahahahahahaha!" Akashiba laughed crazily.

"You ignorant boy, do you dare to challenge me? You are dreaming! Just when you want to have a sweet bite, someone will deliver a fresh and hot blood bag to your mouth! My army has arrived, Hou Xing, you are walking into a trap!"

Seeing the snake army getting closer, Hou Xing sneered.

"Akashiba, if it was before, it was indeed a dream. But someone told me that as long as I want, I can do it. Now..."

He raised his remaining arm and drew the bow from behind his back.

"In the name of the current chief of the Long Arm Tribe, I declare to you: the deep blood feud between us should be settled!"

Akashiba smiled indifferently:

"You don't even have hands to draw the bow, and yet..."

The conservatives who rushed over suddenly shouted heartbreakingly:

"King, little——"

call out!

A bone arrow was as fast as lightning.

Akashiba's arrogant smile was still on his face, but his tail had already flown away.

The bone arrow pierced his vital point, splitting him in two.

Hou Xing used up his last bit of strength to activate the automatic crossbow that Luo Yi gave him.

Then, with a thud, he fell to his knees and onto the ground.

At the same time, Akashiba's snake head finally reacted and fell to the ground.

Completely dead.

"My King!" The snake army roared in terror.

"Damn Long-Arm Tribe—"

The snake people all over the mountains gathered together and rushed towards the unconscious Hou Xing.

Unexpectedly, the snake man squeezed in the back suddenly heard a wailing sound from the front.

Then, with wailing sounds one after another, the snake people in the front row kept flying around.

When he landed on the ground, he was already a corpse.

"What, what's going on?"

The snake army was in a commotion, and someone shouted:

"There are arrows! Rockets coming from nowhere! Run, run!"

As a result, all the snake people in the mountain were in chaos, fighting each other and fleeing in all directions.

But there was no escape for them.

There was indiscriminate shooting in front, and from behind, a terrifying figure cut off the snake people's retreat.

Zhan Rong held the petite He Fuxi in his arms, let her hug his neck tightly, and he held her perky butt with one hand.

With the other hand, clench your fist.

"Come on, disgusting snake man!"

The Fur Tribe possessed divine power, and their punches were as fast as the wind. They quickly beat the core generals of the Snake Army into a paste.

The snake soldiers fled in panic, but encountered an encirclement and suppression team.

"Madam is right. To protect the Long-Arm Tribe is to protect ourselves!"

The lion tribe was the first to raise their weapons, and the atmosphere was very excited.

The other tribes were not to be outdone and responded one after another:

"If we don't take the initiative to fight against the snake people, the Long Arms' today will be our tomorrow!"

"If the female lady hadn't reminded us, I'm afraid we would have been swallowed by the snake people long ago!"

"I am willing to fight against the snake people and follow the female lady!"

"Fight the snake-men and follow the lady!"

"Fight the snake-men! Follow the Lady!"

All the brave men in this land gather here.

Everyone shared a common hatred for the enemy, and under the guidance of the soul figure He Fuxi, they directed the fire of anger towards the already declining snake army.

The screams of killing were deafening and blood flowed like a river.

After the snakemen were cleared out, He Fuxi sat on Zhan Rong's shoulder and pointed to the distance with a determined look on his face:

"Take over the Bashe tribe's territory, charge!"

The members of the Basher tribe, who were used to being arrogant, were happily waiting for the triumphant return of the Snake King in the tribe as usual.

However, what they waited for was a large army composed of different races.

"My, our tribe is about to be occupied!"

The people of the Bashe tribe ran around telling each other the news and were terrified.

The second prince of the lion tribe came to ask for instructions:

"Madam, the Bashe tribe has lost its snake king and its army of snakemen, and is no longer a force to be reckoned with. We easily defeated them. Madam, how do you want to deal with them?"

He Fuxi thought for a while and said:

"The Bashe tribe has a vast territory, and many snakeheads have established their own mountains. In the past, they did not dare to act rashly under the leadership of Chishiba. Now it seems that we have taken them down, but if we do not act in a legitimate way, they may not obey. By then, the Bashe tribe will be torn apart."

The second prince frowned:

"How can this be done? Then we will just be left with an empty shell, and the battle will be in vain."

He Fuxi just smiled.

"Nothing, what they want is just a reputation, right?"