Seeing that Ling Han was wounded, the seven Calabash Brothers were all furious, and all of them became filled with killing intent.
"Don't be rash," Ling Han said darkly.
"Father, this isn't a good idea," Eldest Baby said.
Ling Han smiled, "I have an idea."
With a casual scoop, he caught the pervert pig in his hand.
Pervert pig: "…"
'Who the f*ck did I offend? Why are you using Uncle Pig as a shield again? Although the flying sword can't kill me, it still hurts, b@stard!'
"Father is truly devious."
"Shameless."
"But we like it!"
The Calabash Brothers all laughed.
The Seventh Imperial Prince humphed, and with a wave of his finger, shua, another few flying swords shot over.
Ling Han similarly used his Spiritual Power to slow down the flying swords, then swung the fat pig to attack.