One person's royal painting

Chapter 288 Shuji and Yuwu

Wang Bing!

Jia Zhengliang was very impressed.

Ever since this person showed the terrifying suppressive power at the Luo Tian Dajiao, he really made people of their age a little like Alexander.

In fact, anyone in the circle would know that the Wang family's magical painting is not suitable for Luo Tian Dajiao's occasion.

But the problem is, Wang Bing was able to show such a strong strength on the field.

You must know that after the conference, all major forces launched investigations on Wang Bing, and Wang Bing's sudden appearance caught everyone off guard.

Even in a semi-hidden family like the Zhuge family, Zhuge Qing's name can be widely spread in the circle, but the question is why there is no news about this king, and the same is true for their Tianxiahui.

Moreover, this king does not seem to take it very seriously...

It can't be said that they attach importance to it. Feng Shayan feels that Wang is not a little hostile to them.

Ever since President Feng came back from the south, he has been frowning all the time. During this period of time, the wrinkles on Feng Zhenghao's forehead have increased a lot.

"Indeed, this Wang family is a big trouble!"

Without denying Feng Shayan's words, Jia Zheng nodded brightly, but he seemed to have thought of something and asked with some doubts: "But I don't think their Wang family seems to want to participate in the competition, look at that Wang...we are the last ones." A wave came in, and when we came in again, he seemed to be sitting outside..."

"It doesn't mean that if he doesn't participate, the others won't participate!"

Feng Shayan said in a deep voice: "Wang Bing is not the only master in the Wang family, these four families are all bottomless..."

"It's too late to see the bottom..."

Jia Zhengliang said: "Yes, I admit that the four families are bottomless, but if you really want to say that they are unshakable...it's a little bit too much."

"Ugh……"

Feng Shayan didn't say much, after all, the Tianxiahui and the Tianxia Group are two different things, and the cadres of the Tianxiahui don't necessarily know the affairs of the Tianxia Group.

After Tianxia Group and Wang's Group started to cooperate, Wang's Group also waited for it. They did not regard Tianxia Group as their own subordinates at all, but as competitors...

All the Wang family members were staring at the Feng family, which made them feel a little restless.

"It's useless to think so much..."

Jia Zhengliang stood up, stretched out his hand towards Feng Shayan and said, "The boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge, let's help the president win the title of Witch King..."

"Ok!"

Feng Shayan put her hand on Jia Zhengliang's, and Jia Zhengliang stood up and said, "Let's go, let's see if anyone else comes in from the outside..."

It's just that she didn't finish her sentence, she suddenly looked to one side, and punched out, "Who!"

boom!
"Hey~ Is this the Earth Shrinking Technique!"

A voice came from behind Feng Shayan's fist, and Feng Shayan's punch also hit a black iron mace hard.

Wang didn't intend to watch this young couple chirping at me here, he still had business to do.

About shrunk...

There was an immortal Fei Changfang in the Eastern Han Dynasty. He had a magic technique called "shrinking the ground". According to legend, this person could shrink the ground veins, turn distance into nearness, and realize long-distance teleportation, which is what we call "shrinking the ground". Inch.

call out! !

At this moment, Wang Bing frowned, stopped his movements, turned his arms, and swung a mace to his side.

when!when!when!
The three flying knives were swung away by this mace, and these three flying knives also returned to Jia Zhengliang's side under the control of some energy.

"There are also royal objects..."

To be honest, before meeting Ma Xianhong, Wang didn't think that Jia Zhengliang's art of imperialism had some skills...

After all, compared with mind power, Yuwu is more capable of manipulating utensils at will.

When the sword fairy flies with the sword, it is nothing more than a means of imperial possession.

But, after meeting Ma Xianhong, Wang didn't feel that this imperial art...is just that.

What's the matter, Ma Xianhong is probably going to be able to piss Jia Zhengliang to death.

He glanced at the slightly scratched marks on the black mace, then stared in Jia Zhengliang's direction, "It's not a small force."

"who are you?"

Jia Zhengliang was not careless either, he was definitely not someone who could come to them without anyone noticing, and twelve immortal-slaying flying knives came out at once, with the tips of the knives pointing at Wang Bing. It seems that as long as Wang Bing makes a slight move, Jia Zhengliang will relentlessly control the flying knife to kill Wang Bing.

"Do you think that in this place..."

The Wu Qi from Wang Bin's body suddenly appeared, and a ball of Wu Qi wrapped around Wang Bin's arm and wrapped around the black mace.

brush!
A black brilliance carried a force, and smashed at the two of them with a mace.

Jia Zhengliang also swung his arms out, and the surrounding flying knives also glowed at this moment, forming a silver-white crescent slash, blocking the black brilliance. When approaching the black brilliance, With a muffled "bang", this black brilliance also deviated from the original path.

"Oh? Cooperation skills, it seems that your throwing knife also has an upper limit of strength..."

At first, Wang Bing thought that Jia Zhengliang would choose to confront him head-on, but Wang Bing was a little surprised by this effort.

Swish!
It's just that Wang Bing's mace has not been withdrawn, and an afterimage also directly appeared on his jaw.

Another land shrinking technique...

This land shrinking technique is really mysterious...

If Wang remembers correctly, this land shrinking technique can mobilize space within a certain range to complete the space transfer of oneself or objects.

boom!
Wang Bing's body moved slightly, and the fist passed directly through Wang Bing's body, and Wang Bing's figure was also swaying like water waves with the wind of the fist.

"It seems that we still need to deal with you, a congenital alien first..."

Wang Bing's figure suddenly came from behind Feng Shayan, which made Feng Shayan shudder.

Fortunately, Jia Zhengliang's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and he reached out and grabbed Feng Shayan, which made Wang Bing's mace come to nothing...

"Ok?"

Wang Bing threw down the mace, and was a little surprised to see that no one was hit. Jia Zhengliang's reaction was a bit quick.

"There's something, but..."

The king raised the black mace again, and swung the mace towards the two people beside him. The speed was obviously much faster, "The reaction is enough, but can the speed of the two of you keep up?"

Snapped!
Wang Bing's black mace seemed to hit something, and the slight explosion also made him stop when he swung the black mace.

Waiting for Wang Bing to look closely, it seems that what he hit with his black mace just now was... a throwing knife?

Just now Jia Zhengliang was willing to sacrifice a throwing knife in order to protect Feng Shayan.

You know, as people who are imperial objects, in their eyes, these artifacts are simply their second selves.
Sometimes I would rather get hurt than hurt my belongings.

Now Wang really didn't expect that Jia Zhengliang could do this...

(End of this chapter)