Volume 2: Earthly Experience Chapter 89: There’s no one like you in the Feng family!
whoosh!
Wang Bing and his four Yin generals jumped down from Zhao Yingquan's office, landed on the stage together , and looked at Zhao Yingquan not far away.
At this moment, Zhao Yingquan was half-kneeling on the ring, leaning on his machete with one hand and wiping his chin with the other!
The claw from Yin Jiang just now hit him pretty hard!
"Is this the Feng family's Soul Binding and General Dispatching Technique? The Eight Great Skills are indeed powerful. It's amazing that someone so young can reach this level!"
Swish!
After Zhao Yingquan stood up, he tore open his torn shirt, revealing his somewhat thin body.
It's hard to imagine that a guy with such a thin body is using such a big knife.
But Wang didn’t have the time to think about all this. He had to take advantage of the chaos and get rid of this guy as soon as possible!
call!
As the evil Qi in the Yin general's body continued to circulate, Wang Bing took the lead in launching an attack. Under his command, a purple-black spiral Qi energy instantly rose from the body of a Yin general behind him.
Capture the spirits and send out the generals·Ten Seven Styles·The general is about to set off!
The Yin general instantly turned into a black and purple shock wave and shot towards Zhao Yingquan at an alarming speed.
But this is not the end. At the moment when Yin Jiang launched an attack on Zhao Yingquan, the witch energy on Wang Bing's body evaporated again, and he slapped the ground with both hands.
Bang!
After the palm wrapped in black and purple energy touched the ground, a ball of purple fire appeared above the floor and rushed towards Zhao Yingquan like a snake, forming a black and purple flame ring under his feet.
Capture spirits and send generals, four styles, bind ghosts from all directions!
Swish!
Eight ghost hands instantly stretched out from the purple flame ring and grabbed towards Zhao Yingquan.
Looking up at the Yin general swooping down on him, and glancing at the ghost hands that suddenly appeared around him, Zhao Yingquan raised the Da Pu Dao and poured all his Qi energy onto the blade.
Looking at the Yin general rushing over, Zhao Yingquan swung his sword, and a red vortex of Qi rolled up on the blade of the sword.
Since you can't avoid it, just fight to the end!
I saw that along the path of the red energy, a slight distortion appeared in the surrounding space.
Wang Bing's pupils shrank slightly, and he felt that the power of this knife seemed a little dangerous.
After briefly weighing the pros and cons, Wang Bing once again circulated the Qi in his body and released it.
Capture the spirits and dispatch the generals·Style 13·Clear Spirit!
The king released a ghost from his body and gritted his teeth! Using the ghost as a medium, he extracted the ghost energy from it. After all the energy was extracted, he left a soul jade condensed from the ghost energy in the original place!
In front, Zhao Yingquan ignored the scars left on his body by the ghost hand, and resolutely chopped down the Yin general who was rushing towards him!
BANG!!!
The moment the blade collided with the Yin general, two streams of Qi of different colors instantly erupted on the entire arena. The one near Wang Bing was black and purple, and the one near Zhao Yingquan was bright red!
Zhao Yingquan groaned and retreated dozens of meters. The skin on his shoulders, waist, ribs, and chest were all cut by the infernal ghost hand. Blood kept dripping out, and he looked rather miserable.
At the same time, from the places that were cut by the ghost hands, black and purple ghost energy could be faintly flowing out.
This blow made Zhao Yingquan's already solemn expression even more gloomy, almost gloomy enough to make water come out of it.
Wang Bing was not feeling well either. His Yin General was seriously damaged by the previous attack. Yin Generals were different from ordinary elves and ghosts. Once they were seriously injured, the wizard would be in trouble.
If it weren't for the little ink ball helping Wang Bing share the damage, Wang Bing's internal organs would probably have been damaged at the moment when Yin Jiang was injured.
At this time, the soul jade that Wang Bing had prepared in advance began to play the role it should play!
I saw that ghost Qi was continuously released from the black and purple soul jade and began to float towards the Yin general.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Under the repair of the ghost Qi, the Yin general, whose body originally looked a little tattered, began to repair itself.
How should I put it, Zhao Yingquan is indeed a guy who has been in the boxing ring for many years.
Plenty of experience in life-and-death struggles!
They made the correct judgment in a brief moment, which was different from the group of people Wang Bing had met before.
In previous battles, Wang Bing mostly won by taking advantage of his opponent's carelessness and the strangeness of his painting skills.
But the king now is not the same as before!
"How many ghosts are there in you kid!"
Zhao Yingquan looked at the Yin Jiang in front of Wang Bing, who was originally unable to maintain his shape after being blasted by him, and began to slowly recover. He frowned and said, "There shouldn't be someone like you in the Feng family! If I remember correctly, the boss of the Feng family is already over 20!"
"Who do you care who I am?"
Wang Bing sneered, he was not stupid, why should he tell this guy his true identity.
But then again, Zhao Yingquan has seen a lot and even knows about the Feng family 's spirit-retaining and general-dispatching!
But think about it, Feng Zhenghao has been very active since Zhang Huaiyi's death, and the Tianxiahui was able to gather a large group of people in a short period of time by relying on the gimmick of summoning spirits and sending generals.
"call!"
Wang Bing exhaled a long breath of black Qi, and his eyes began to glow green. The black Qi once again dyed Wang Bing's arms black, and one of the Yin generals had already appeared behind Wang Bing.
Swish!
Wang Bing suddenly pulled his right arm back, and the Yin general behind him also imitated Wang Bing's posture and pulled a ghost claw behind him.
Capture the spirits and dispatch the generals·Third Style·Ghost Shadow Slash!
Swish!
A slashing blow with black and purple Qi flames broke away from Yin Jiang's arm, drew a crescent-shaped slash in the air, and made a sound of breaking through the air as it slashed towards Zhao Yingquan.
Then……
Wang Bing punched the ground with his left hand. The moment his fist touched the ground, Wang Bing looked at the place where Zhao Yingquan was standing with green eyes.
"Boy, you know a lot!"
call!
Zhao Yingquan once again attached the red Qi flame to the blade. He opened his arms, made some sword moves, and prepared to make a slashing move to let Wang Bing see what real sword skills were!
But at this moment, Zhao Yingquan's body suddenly stopped, as if he was grabbed by something. Looking down, he saw that Zhao Yingquan's ankles were entangled by several black and purple chains, and he could not move!
Arrest the spirits and send the generals away. Style 12. Lock them up in prison!
“Again!”
Zhao Yingquan frowned, and the Qi energy spread towards his ankles. Zhao Yingquan's body shook violently and broke free from the chains. His body turned into a black shadow and disappeared on the spot, avoiding the sweeping Crescent Slash.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The moment he broke free from the chains, Zhao Yingquan's body seemed to teleport across the ring. His speed was so fast that his figure could not be seen at all. If one relied on the naked eye to observe, one might only be able to see the small shock wave caused by the place where Zhao Yingquan stepped.
It was hard to imagine that Zhao Yingquan's body movements were so good while he was wielding a tiger-head broadsword. For a moment, Wang Bing was unable to keep up with Zhao Yingquan's speed!
"The best way to deal with wizards is..."
Zhao Yingquan's voice suddenly came from behind Wang Bing. His eyes were wide open, bloodshot between the whites of his eyes. He raised his tiger-head broadsword high, stared at Wang Bing who had his back to him and said, "Kill him with a close range strike!"
After saying that, the blade flashing with red light fell straight towards Wang Bing, bringing out a light red stream of light!
