The charcoal-haired man suddenly released his powerful pressure, scaring the wild boar so much that it took several steps back and looked in horror at the black child in front of it who was only as tall as its knees.

"You you you, you you you, you are a dragon?"

"What? Are you scared?" Black Charcoal jumped to the top of the wild boar demon's head and stood firmly. "If you are scared, kneel down and beg for mercy. I will consider letting you die more easily."

The wild boar shook its head vigorously, trying to shake the black child off its head and make him fall to the ground, so that it could take the opportunity to step on him to death and grind him into meat paste.

"Don't even think about it. If you run into me, Old Pig, I will make sure you get into trouble. So what if you are a dragon? After all, you are still a little black dragon that has not grown up.

And I, Old Pig, have existed in this world for nearly five hundred years. My Taoism is much more advanced than yours. I don't believe that I can't kill you.

Besides, I have two people and you only have one child. It is impossible for you to slip away from us brothers."

【Who said he is alone? I can give him another helper. 】

Old Duke: "......"

Who do you want to help him? Grandfather and his men can deal with ordinary people, but they have no way to deal with monsters.

The old lady was wondering where her granddaughter could call for help. She grabbed something from her chest and threw it to the ground. A little white mouse jumped out from her feet and ran straight towards the other wild boar.

[Jinglan! Find a way to kill it, and the inner elixir will be yours.]

“Squeak, squeak, squeak!”

Jinglan was very happy, because the inner elixir was a good thing. Last time, she got the inner elixir of the old civet cat, and after refining it, it advanced several levels.

If it could obtain the wild boar demon's inner elixir, it would be able to advance again.

old lady:"......"

Jinglan? That little mouse is Jinglan?

The old Duke looked around in surprise, but didn't see any strangers. He was surprised, who was the little granddaughter calling? Why didn't he see her?

The old Duke knew that the wild boar demon had a desperate fight with Heitantou and Jinglan, so he asked everyone to drag the wild boars they had killed to the other side.

Stay away from their fighting range to avoid hurting innocent people.

Everyone gathered in a circle, staring with bated breath. The tense atmosphere almost froze the air.

In the center, the fierce battle between Black Charcoal Head and the Wild Boar Demon was in full swing. It was a contest of strength and courage that made everyone present open their eyes wide, not wanting to miss any details.

The charcoal-haired man's eyes flashed with disdain and ridicule: "Are you still dizzy? It's useless to shake your head like this. Why don't we have a fight?"

Suddenly, there was a long sword in his hand that was shining with cold light. Although the sword was almost as tall as he was and looked very heavy, every time he swung it, there was a whistling sound of wind, which cut through the sky and hit the wild boar demon's vital points.

He took the knife from someone else's hand. He just grabbed it from the air and the knife was in his hand.

The wild boar demon is huge in size, with exposed fangs and eyes flashing with violence and savagery. It constantly makes deafening roars, and every collision shakes the earth. It attempts to overwhelm everything with brute force.

Black Charcoal Head was very agile. He would sometimes jump up to avoid the wild boar's fierce attack; sometimes he would lie low and launch a surprise attack from the flank.

The long sword is like a dragon emerging from the sea, and every strike is precise and deadly.

The wild boar demon had thick skin and flesh, and had amazing defense. It took on most of the attacks head-on, but was left with scars of varying depths on its body.

The little girl sat on the old Duke's shoulder, her mouth opened into an "O" as she watched.

[Black Charcoal Head! Can you do this? Do you want my help? The knife in your hand is too much trouble. ]

The old Duke also thought so. It was indeed difficult for such a small child to hold a big sword that was almost as tall as him. Fortunately, he was still wielding it vigorously. This kid must have practiced martial arts in secret.

"Master, don't worry! I can do it myself. I will take its inner elixir."

The wild boar roared: "Bullshit! Why should I give you my inner elixir? Arrogant black boy, prepare to die!"

"Hehehe! It's you who deserves to die, you old pig!"

The charcoal-haired man had a firm look in his eyes, with an inextinguishable fighting spirit burning in his eyes.

The wild boar spirit's breath became heavier, but its wild madness did not diminish in the slightest.

The two fought back and forth for more than ten rounds.

Spotting an opportunity, Black Charcoal Head leaped up suddenly, and his long sword turned into a silver lightning, going straight for the wild boar demon's heart.

The wild boar roared angrily and swung its front hooves with all its might, trying to block the fatal blow.

Unfortunately, he was a step too slow. Black Charcoal Head's strength and speed reached the peak at this moment. The long sword easily penetrated the wild boar monster's defense and embedded deeply into its chest.

With a deafening wail, the boar demon's huge body fell to the ground with a bang, and dust flew everywhere. The charcoal-headed man staggered a few steps and barely stood firm.

He panted, looking at his own results, a trace of fatigue and mockery flashed in his eyes.

It's just a wild boar demon, yet it dares to confront the violent black dragon. It is only a matter of time before it is killed.

The moment the wild boar fell to the ground, cheers and applause came like a tide. They were shocked by Black Charcoal-Head's bravery and cheered for this thrilling fight.

"The people around the prince should not be underestimated. Such a young child actually killed a wild boar spirit."

"This child is the Imperial Master's servant. Didn't you hear what the wild boar said just now? He is not an ordinary person, but a dragon."

"When a wild boar demon faces a dragon, it's clear who is stronger and who is weaker."

"This wild boar is dead, but what about that one? Why is it beating itself? Don't you understand what it is doing?"

Everyone looked towards the wild boar and saw it beating itself non-stop, using its powerful forelimbs to either hit its back or abdomen.

Either hit your face or head, or just stand back and kick your own pig's butt.

The people who watched were puzzled, but the sharp-eyed people finally found the clue. It turned out that a nimble white mouse had appeared on the wild boar demon's body.

Every time, the rat would bite the wild boar demon hard, then quickly run away and bite it somewhere else, just like a mosquito bites a person. The excruciating pain and the exhaustion of constantly driving it away made the wild boar demon very annoyed.

The wild boar was on the verge of a rage at this moment. It couldn't catch the annoying little mouse, but was harassed by it so much that it wanted to smash the place to pieces.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

He used all his strength every time he hit the mouse, wanting to kill it, but he missed every time and ended up hurting himself.

Black Charcoal Head watched from the side and found it very interesting. He didn't even notice that the dead wild boar spirit had returned to its original form. He thought Jinglan was a talent who could come up with such a trick to deal with the wild boar spirit.

He hadn't thought of this before?

After a while, Jinglan got tired of playing and he wanted to try it too.

Wild boar spirit: “…”

Be a decent person! Are you going to let me kill myself?