Volume 3: Stormy Chapter 292: Facing the Dragon Trapping Formation
Destroying Feng Zhenghao is Wang Bing’s final bottom line.
Wang Bing knew that the old man was taking his great-grandfather's promise into consideration, but Wang did not think so.
After all, Feng Zhenghao is the enemy of the Wang family.
This man's temperament determines that he is definitely not the kind of person who is willing to be under someone else for long.
Since there are irreconcilable conflicts between the two families, Wang really doesn't mind killing Feng Zhenghao directly.
However, in order to be on the safe side, Wang Bing still came to the old man first to discuss it with him.
"Will he be destroyed?"
Hearing this suggestion, Wang Ai frowned slightly, slowly put down the teacup in his hand, his eyes flickered, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Seeing the old man's rare hesitation, Wang Bing said helplessly: "Grandpa, it's rare to see you hesitate for such a long time..."
"You little brat..."
Wang Ai raised his head, looked at Wang Bing and said, "Are you sure you dare to do this? Do you know what the consequences will be if Feng Zhenghao is disabled?"
"This is a one in a million opportunity!"
Wang Bing said: "It is really difficult to find opportunities like this."
"Aren't you afraid that other families will unite to put pressure on our Wang family? I still say that there is no impenetrable wall in the world, and you have brought so many outsiders with you." Wang Ai reminded again.
"There is strength in numbers. By then, we will all be on the same page and won't be able to see the situation clearly..." Wang Bing replied.
"Go ahead. If you can really cripple Feng Zhenghao, that would be considered a skill..."
After Wang Ai waved his hand to send Wang Bing away, he looked at the ceiling and was in a daze for a long time.
Finally, Wang Ai seemed to have made up his mind. He stood up and walked outside with his cane...
…
Center.
Bang!
Wang Bing snapped his fingers lightly, and five flames of different colors flashed in front of Wang Bing, forming five elves.
"This is!"
When Feng Zhenghao saw these five elves, his pupils dilated involuntarily and he looked at Wang Bing in front of him with some surprise.
Feng Zhenghao is a shaman, so he naturally knows what these five elves are.
The essence of the five elements!
What a joke, an ordinary wizard can already walk sideways in the circle with one hand, but this guy...
How could this person have five nature spirits?
And this aura is definitely not a joke.
Subconsciously, Feng Zhenghao raised his hand, his eyes began to glow green, and he couldn't help but use the Soul-Binding and General-Sending Technique, with a hint of greed between his brows.
But……
Swish!
The five elves directly disappeared into Wang Bing's body, and at this moment, Wang Bing's momentum began to gradually rise, and his aura became increasingly strong.
!!!!
Five nature spirits possessed the body?
Although Feng Zhenghao frowned, at this time, his spirit-binding and general-dispatching skills had already been put into use, and he said to Wang Bing: "In this case, I don't have any psychological burden... Come!"
Buzz!
As the surrounding space began to fluctuate, the natural essence in Wang Bing's body did not burst out of Wang Bing's body because of Feng Zhenghao's restraint...
"Huh?"
Seeing this situation, Feng Zhenghao was also stunned. This is impossible. Is there any elf that can resist the spirit-binding and general-dispatching? What a joke.
However, this thought was fleeting, and Feng Zhenghao instantly thought of a name...
"Wang Bing!"
Feng Zhenghao looked at the man in front of him in disbelief and said, "You actually participated in the competition? The person sitting outside is..."
This is the strongest point of Yuhua Poison. As long as this person doesn't use Qi, you really can't tell who he is.
Of course, those old monsters who are older and have rich experience can naturally see it.
After all, at their age, they have met too many people, and their understanding of Qi has reached a new stage.
But Feng Zhenghao is still in middle age after all. He has experience, but it cannot be said to be very rich.
"It's just a substitute..."
Wang Bing said calmly: "Come on, Feng Zhenghao, there are some things that must come to a conclusion between our two families. I think you will feel bad after knowing the truth, but that is the truth..."
call!
The Tianyuan Pen appeared in Wang Bing's hand. Facing the Ten Lords, Wang Bing would not use the black mace anymore.
Normally, the black mace is used to attack those who are not as strong as oneself.
“…”
Feng Zhenghao looked at Wang Bing for a long time, took a deep breath and said: "So this is what you rely on. Indeed, with the blessing of five elves, you do have a combat power comparable to that of a master. In this case..."
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Behind Feng Zhenghao, one Yin general after another rushed into his body, and Feng Zhenghao's aura was constantly rising.
"That's right..."
…
On the other side, Yang Han, carrying the scepter, rushed towards the designated place, and behind her, several black shadows were also running fast in the jungle.
“I can’t get rid of it…”
Yang Han glanced at the dark shadows behind her, and powder kept falling from her hands.
Obviously, the people following her were also dodging subconsciously, as they were also aware of the horror of these witch doctors.
Soon Yang Han felt something was wrong, but for some reason she couldn't tell what was wrong.
However, she definitely did not go wrong according to the coordinates Wang Bing gave her...
Soon, Yang Han seemed to sense something, suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at the person following .
whoosh!
A dark shadow emerged and looked at Yang Han and said, "Master Yang, keep running. Why don't you run? I still want to see your potion!"
"It's you, old ghost. You ghost witches are really dishonest. You always want to cause trouble!"
Yang Han smiled slightly, raised the dragon head staff in his hand and said: "I am actually very curious about what the things I provided will be refined into. Now it seems that it is really worth it..."
“This little gadget is really good!”
A figure slowly emerged behind Yang Han. This person moved forward very slowly, holding a Qi ball emitting .
"Um?"
Those with insight instantly recognized who the man holding the white sphere was. "Wei Yan, why are you, a warlock, invading our wizard's territory?"
"I?"
Wei Yan said without any sadness or joy: "I am here to accomplish a great cause!"
As he spoke, a strange smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said: "The time is up, I have given you all the things, please don't get sucked in..."
As he spoke, he raised the white Qi ball, and the Qi flames on his body suddenly emerged. The Qi Gate Formation under his feet also continued to vibrate, as if it was going to shatter the surrounding ground. Gradually, the surrounding air was also vibrating, and there was a faint trend of sucking it into the white sphere.
"Dragon Trapping Formation! Start!"
Following Wei Yan's loud shout, the surrounding space instantly twisted, and everyone present began to be sucked into the sphere by the suction force.
