One person's royal painting

Chapter 17 Fighting the Fierce Spirit

boom!
This blow could be said to have hit the fierce spirit's face firmly, smashing it directly to the ground.

woo woo woo...

There was a neighing sound immediately, which surprised Wang Qichang, "It's broken! The evil spirit seems to be angry, Po Baoqing..."

Wang Ai waved his hand suddenly: "Wait!"

!!!

"Old man!" Everyone was also surprised, this is the kind of wind that the old man is smoking.

"What are you panicking about!"

Wang Ai looked at the four of them with disdain and said, "What a fuss, what a shame! I have confidence in Bing'er!"

"what?"

Wang Qichang was taken aback, he really didn't expect that what Wang Ai meant was that he wanted Wang Bing to fight a crazy evil spirit.

Are you kidding me, how old is Wang Bing!
Wang Bing's hand holding the barrel of the gun creaked. The strength of this ominous spirit is really not small. Even if Wang Bing was a stranger, he couldn't suppress him in the first place.

Swish!
The enraged fierce spirit suddenly turned into a ghost, made a spiral in the air and rushed directly behind Wang Bing.

This speed is frighteningly fast, and Wang Bing was also shocked in his heart. This is his first actual combat. To be honest, no matter how much he has learned in normal times, and his knowledge is thorough, it is useless if he cannot use it in actual combat!

Now that the ominous spirit had rushed behind him, he had no time to return his gun.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Bing drew back the gun with his backhand, and the tail rod was directly pushed against the head of the evil spirit, not giving the evil spirit a chance to get close.

When the evil spirit saw the barrel of the gun coming towards him, he also slapped it angrily.

boom!
This blow was so powerful that it almost knocked Wang off balance, but the basic skills acquired through long-term training allowed Wang to stabilize his figure at this moment, and his whole body flashed to the side with this huge force, and once again fought fiercely. Ling opened a distance.

But the evil spirit didn't intend to let Wang Bing go like this, so after whimpering, he rushed towards Wang Bing again.

Swish!
The huge ghost claws drew a few streaks of red light in the air, and seeing this, the king suddenly leaned back to let the claws strike, twisted the gun body, and drew the gun on the body of the evil spirit.

woohoo...

This blow obviously hurt the fierce spirit, which further aroused the murderous spirit of the fierce spirit.

"No! As for the gun, the space is limited and you can't use it..."

Seeing the fierce spirit rushing towards him again, Wang Bing had a thought, and the Qi gun in his hand began to deform again.

bass!
A long sword suddenly appeared in Wang Bing's palm!

It's a pity that I was in a hurry to change the weapon this time. As soon as Wang Bing's weapon was formed, the fierce spirit actually killed him.

"Damn, so fast!"

The speed of the weapon's blocking itself is much faster than the speed of the fierce claws, and the thing in Wang Bing's hand is not real.

boom!
The evil spirit's claw directly slapped the long sword in Wang Bing's hand to pieces.

But there was no panic on Wang Bin's face, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was laughing at this evil spirit for being tricked!

A painting suddenly appeared under Wang Bing's feet, it looked like a wolf!

Roar!
With a wolf howl, a gray-haired and blue-eyed wolf king emerged from the ground and bit the fierce spirit's neck.

woohoo...

This time, the neighing of the evil spirit was far louder than the howling before.

But soon, the evil spirit slapped the gray wolf into a ball of ink with a backhand claw. After all, it was drawn suddenly, and you can't expect it to have strong fighting power.

The more exquisite and delicate the paintings are, the stronger the fighting power will be.

However, the gray wolf bought Wang Bing a lot of time. Wang Bing leaped high into the air, raised his right arm and suddenly raised the tip of the spear, and the sharp Qi spear shot down from the left shoulder of the evil spirit.

As Wang Bing tapped the ground with his toes, he held the Qi Spear tightly again with both hands, and the tip of the spear suddenly went up.

At this time, the ominous spirit was in a floating state, and Wang Bing's sudden shot directly lifted its figure into the air.

Seeing the ominous spirit that was about to fall, Wang Bing stabbed forward vigorously. The shiny black tip of the spear directly pierced the ominous spirit's jaw, and came out from the position of the ominous spirit's sky cap.

woo woo woo...

Accompanied by the painful struggle of the fierce spirit, it finally turned into a black mist and disappeared into the air.

Seeing the disappearance of the evil spirit, Wang Bing breathed a sigh of relief, and raised his hand to wipe his sweat.

It was officially dangerous just now, if I hadn't drawn a magic painting in advance, I would probably have been injured!
Immediately after, he dispersed the Qi spear, waved it towards Wang Qichang and said, "Thank you, Grandpa Qichang, for your mercy!"

……

Quiet, very quiet.

The people present no longer knew how to describe Wang Bing, perverted, monstrous?
Although it was Wang Qichang who took the initiative to cut off the supply of Qi from the evil spirit in the end, he knew that this evil spirit could live for at least fifteen minutes after the supply was cut off.

Within ten minutes, the combat power of this fierce spirit will not decay!
But it only took eight minutes for Wang to kill it, which means that Wang did not kill it by his own ability.

"Ha ha……"

Wang Ai, who was sitting at the top, was now grinning from ear to ear. Seeing that everyone was shocked by Wang Bing's operation, he stomped his crutches, "Qixi! This is the unicorn of our Wang family, you can't treat me like that." And have confidence!"

Hearing this, the four old men were also a little speechless. Is this a matter of confidence...

This king is clearly a pervert!Who can kill a fierce spirit alone at this age!
You are all old people who are practicing, so you can naturally see that Wang Bing's pistol technique is quick, accurate and ruthless, and it is a move that is sure to kill.

Wang Ying didn't know where to find such a teacher for Wang Bing...

"Okay! Qichang hasten to announce the result, I have to go back to raise this old bone!" Wang Ai said.

"Wang Bing, congratulations... you passed the fourth assessment!" Wang Qichang finally announced.

"Thank you, four grandpas!" Wang Bing saluted again.

"Okay, okay, don't thank them four old bastards!"

Wang Ai waved his hand, stood up with his crutches, and said slowly: "Since Xiaobing passed the examination, as the head of the Wang family, I declare! Wang Bin is qualified to learn how to arrest spirits and dispatch generals. As for who will teach..."

After looking around for a week, Wang Ai sighed, "Forget it, it's better for me to come! You four and a half old men can't believe it!"

……

This is heartbreaking, even if you are the king of eccentricity, you can't step on us!The four old men murmured in their hearts at the same time.

"As for Wang Bing's matter!"

Wang Ai seemed to have thought of something, and his face gradually became serious, "You four have kept your mouth shut, you are all from the Wang family, I don't want to put a curse on you! It would be embarrassing to spread the word."

"The king is not the future of our Wang family. It's okay to have rumors in your family, but you have to be careful, you know?"

"No!" The four old men saluted at the same time.

"Well, let's go!"

After sending Wang Ran and the others away, Wang Ai took Wang Bing to the back hall, where there is a secret room.

After opening the secret room, Wang Ai lit all the candles in the room, pulled Wang and put him on a futon.

Wang Ai looked at Wang Bing with a smile and said, "My dear grandson, from today onwards, the Grandfather will officially pass on your full version of "Ju Ling Dispatch General!"

(End of this chapter)