One person's royal painting

Chapter 205 Five Tigers and Hard Shake

A smile appeared on the corner of Ding Zhang'an's mouth, his footsteps shook to the ground, a ball of blue and white qi flame rolled up on his leather gloved fist, and he shot towards Wang Bing like a tiger out of its cage.

Swish!
The Tianyuan brush in Wang Bing's hand turned into a spear again. This time, it was not only the black energy, but also a golden energy extending from Wang Bing's wrist to the pen holder. screw together.

Bang!
Ding Zhangan punched, and the air around him exploded. The seemingly simple punch gave people a feeling of fright, a feeling of being unable to dodge. Wang Bing's body, and Wang Bing's body gradually faded like a wave of water.

Swish!
Immediately behind Ding Zhangan came a sharp sound of piercing through the air, and a flash of black gold light flashed in an instant like a long straight line, directly stabbing at the back of Ding Zhangan's head.

However, at this moment, Ding Zhang'an didn't even look at the attacking gun that rushed behind him, and swung his other hand straight out, hitting the king with an empty palm and slashing out.

boom! !

The palm strike collided with the Tianyuan brush, which caused Ding Zhangan to stagger. After he took a few steps forward, he looked down at the leather glove he was wearing.

At this time, the center of the palm of the leather glove was damaged, and a smear of blood oozes from the palm.

However, he didn't slow down because of the injury. After a short pause, he rushed directly to Wang Bing and punched him again.

boom!
The Tianyuan pen in Wang Bing's hand poked at it from an extremely tricky angle, and it was against the oncoming fist.

Looking carefully, the black-gold qi energy on the Tianyuan brush in Wang Bing's hand did not collide with the bluish-white qi energy on Ding Zhangan's fist. An invisible force appeared between the two qi energies, separating the two. .

boom!
It was such a simple touch, and in the center of the intersecting forces, a group of shock waves suddenly exploded, shaking out a huge hole under the two people's feet, just like a meteorite falling to the ground.

Great!

Wang Bing thought to himself, this Ding Zhang'an is really strong, it's really not easy for a stranger to cultivate to his level.

And it is still in the golden age of this product. Not surprisingly, the later this product is, the more likely it is to reach Zhang Zhiwei's level.

It seems that the old man in the original book said that if anyone can catch up with Zhang Zhiwei, it really depends on that Ruhu and Ding Zhangan in front of him.

Because of this collision, the strength of the two froze for a moment.

But this little time is enough!

A ball of black ink under Wang Bing's feet went straight to the bottom of Ding Zhuan, forming a black beach.

! !
Swish!
Just when Ding Zhuan lost his mind, a large group of green vines rose from the black beach, wrapping Ding Zhuan firmly in it.

However, the bluish-white arrogance on Ding Zhan'an's body boiled again, more intense than before. He swung his fists and claws rapidly around his body, either tearing up or shaking off these messy vines. Seeing Wang Bing who was retracting his gun, he punched him again.

With this punch, the speed and strength have been raised to another level. Wang Bing had just put back the Tianyuan pen before he could move away from his body. At such a close distance, a ball of water splashed on his left arm, attached to Tianyuan. On the pen, a water shield was formed, and the gun turned around to block Ding Zhuan's fist.

boom!
Ding Zhang'an's fist pressed forward against the holder of the Tianyuan brush, if it wasn't for Wang and the power of the water essence concentrated on the holder, this punch would have damaged his Tianyuan brush more or less.

The water shield just acted as a buffer, taking a lot of the force off Ding Zhangan's fist.

Taking advantage of the situation, Wang Bing retreated, and with the help of the last bit of strength in Ding Zhangan's fist, he did a somersault in the air and landed firmly on the ground.

three...

Gold essence, water essence, wood essence...

The king fought briefly, using the power of the three spirits at the same time.

This is much more troublesome than dealing with Huang Ning...

That being the case...

Wang Bing waved the Tianyuan brush, and countless ink dripped from the tip of the pen and fell to the ground, forming ink stains one after another.

But Ding Zhuan, who was standing opposite, stopped attacking, as if he was waiting for the king and casting a spell.

After a while, under Wang Bing's control of ink with qi, the god images of five generals appeared on the ground.

Cuckoo!
On Wang Bing's body, five yin generals suddenly appeared.

?

Ding Zhangan looked at this scene with great interest, as if he had thought of something, he punched his left fist with his right and said, "Oh, oh! This is the Five Ghosts Art in Liangshan Shushu, I think it looks familiar!"

"You really know a lot!"

Wang Bing gritted his teeth, lowered his voice, and murmured: "Please! General Jihan Five Tigers join the battle!"

hum!
Four beams of light suddenly burst out from the four statues on the ground, and the four Yin generals behind Wang Bing entered into it. In an instant, four men with the appearance of military generals appeared in front of him.

The first on the left is a young general with a face like a crown jade, eyes like shooting stars, a tiger body and ape arms, and a sturdy belly and wolf waist.

The one on the right is a white-haired, white-bearded man with a square face, a knife in his left hand and a bow in his right. His old face has eyes as sharp as an eagle's.

The two in the middle, one with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a broad face and a heavy mouth, are majestic; the other has a leopard head with round eyes, a nose like a jade pillar, a mouth like Danzhu, and big ears with wheels.

But Wang Bing looked down at the unresponsive figure, and couldn't help but feel a toothache.

The second master is worthy of being the second master, wouldn't even a yin general be satisfied?

In this case……

Wang Bing took out Shen Chong's remaining two souls and seven souls, muttering something, and a false yin will appear in front of Wang Bing.

Ding Zhangan was taken aback when he saw this scene, and asked, "Did you kill Shen Chong?"

The reason why this guy asked such a question was because this newly refined Yin General had Shen Chong's face, and even imitated his glasses.

"if not!"

With a wave of the Tianyuan pen in Wang Bing's hand, the yin general flew directly into Guan Yu's picture of the god.

boom!
A ray of light shot up into the sky, and a general nine feet long, two feet long beard, with a heavy face, fat lips, red phoenix eyes and crouching silkworm eyebrows, walked out of the brilliance.

The Qinglong Yanyue Knife in his hand gleamed with the help of the moonlight.

"awesome!"

Ding Zhangan had a look of surprise on his face.

This trip to Longhu Mountain was not in vain!

He has now been able to determine the identity of this Wang Bing, one of the four Wang family members.

The Wang family's divine painting has always been famous in the circle, but he just never had the chance to see it.

I didn't expect to see the Wang family's unique skills when I came to Longhu Mountain this time without seeing the old heavenly master.

only……

Can Shentu do this?
Ding Zhangan thought that he had seen a lot of miraculous stunts in the past forty years, and even learned some secretly. He naturally heard from his seniors about the family skills of the Wang family and the Lu family in the four families.

It seems to be true, he is not as godlike as he sees with his own eyes...

!

Ding Zhangan had a flash of inspiration, and an answer flashed in his mind, "I heard people say that there used to be a profession in the circle called painters, and these painters practiced the way of painting."

"Hundreds of years ago, there was also a unique skill in the world of aliens called Danqing. You should be called Danqing."

"How the hell do you know a lot!"

The corner of Wang Bing's mouth twitched, he hadn't expected that this Ding Zhangan had a lot of knowledge, and he could think of Danqingshu just by meeting him.

"Since you have already used the Danqing technique, I am too embarrassed to continue playing, I have to be more serious..."

Ding Zhangan took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled a breath like a sharp sword, his brown skin reflected a blue light.

"Then you can try..."

Wang Bing swiped his pen, and the five generals standing in front of him raised their weapons at the same time, and turned into five streamers of light to kill Ding Zhuan.

"Good come!"

Ding Zhang'an's eyes were shining, and he rushed towards the five streams of light without hiding or dodging.

This is really in line with Ding Zhangan's temperament, how dare he go up to head-to-head...

call out!
Seeing this, the old general on the far right stopped suddenly, took out a long red arrow from the quiver behind him with his left hand, and shot it at Ding Zhangan's eyebrows.

Seeing this, Ding Zhangan tilted his head slightly, and dodged the arrow with the slightest movement.

Seeing this, the old general here decisively drew four sharp arrows from the quiver behind him and shot at Ding Zhang'an again.

This is not over yet, after the second bow was drawn, the old general took four arrows again and shot away again.

The Eight Meteors smashed towards Ding Zhuan like meteors with crimson qi energy.

Seeing this, Ding Zhangan accelerated his dive speed again, dodging the first four arrows and shooting stars like flowing clouds and flowing water, but the last four arrows followed closely behind, forcibly sealing his movements.

"sharp……"

Ding Zhuan finally murmured, two golden glows flashed from both arms, wrapped Ding Zhuan's arms tightly like gold leaf, and punched the four arrows, four punches in one instant!
when!when!when!when!
Accompanied by four crisp sounds, these four arrows were also crushed one after another...

but……

bass!
With a flash of silver light, the young general had already come to Ding Zhangan, and the tip of the spear flashed coldly, bringing out countless spear lights, stabbing towards Ding Zhangan's cheeks, throat, shoulder blades, heart pit, abdomen and other vital acupuncture points.

Ding Zhang'an's eyeballs also moved along with these gun lights, and quickly judged which one was the real one, and directly stretched out his hand towards the shadow of the gun.

Snapped!
Regardless of the sharp gun shadows scratching his gloves and sleeves, Ding Zhuan directly grabbed the waving silver gun.

"It's now……"

Just as Ding Zhang'an was about to throw the young general in front of him away, two bursts of silver light shot from his left and right sides.

call!
Seeing this situation, Ding Zhang'an suddenly used his arms to throw the young general in front of him, and then used his waist to spin quickly on the spot, blocking the two silver rays of light with both hands.

Swish!
The two long spears that were supposed to stab at his waist directly deviated from the established trajectory and staggered.

But when Ding Zhangan resolved all these attacks.

From the top of his head, a dark green brilliance with an incomparable power slashed at Ding Zhuan's position.

boom!
(End of this chapter)