One person's royal painting

Detaining Generals, Picking Up Lu Style, Good Brightness!

Feng Zhenghao quickly distanced himself from Wang Bing, stretched out his hand, and the black qi in his hand quickly formed a gravitational force on the ground, sucking it towards Wang Bing who was holding the Tianyuan pen.

This trick again...

Wang also discovered that Feng Zhenghao particularly liked the trick of using Ju Ling to dispatch generals.

So far, Feng Zhenghao has used this trick to interfere with Wang Bing's actions more than once.

but……

Since Wang Bing knew what Feng Zhenghao was going to do, how could he do what Feng Zhenghao wanted.

call!
A mass of lava emerged from Wang Bing's arm, and the hot breath distorted the space around Wang Bing.

Fire Soil Molten Explosion Bomb!
Whoosh whoosh!
Following Wang Bing's flick of Tianyuan pen, a large number of flaming missiles flew directly towards Feng Zhenghao.

This time was different from when Wang Ye tried his tricks.

This time Wang didn't completely let go of the fight.

Looking at the densely packed flaming missiles in front of him, each with a football-sized flaming missile, Feng Zhenghao couldn't help but a look of envy flashed in his eyes.

This is the nature spirit!
This is the real spirit.

A spirit that can draw the power of nature!
Despatching generals from the spirit, Shiwu style...

Looking at the roaring missiles in front of him, Feng Zhenghao didn't dodge or dodge, just looking straight at the flaming missiles in front of him, black flowers began to appear around his body, and these flowers also followed Feng Zhenghao The qi energy poured in continuously, forming one after another black flowers of the other side...

Dai Huamian!
Boom boom boom!
These lava missiles burning with red flames also exploded after touching these pitch-black Bana flowers. The roaring sound instantly resounded throughout the inner ring area, and Feng Zhenghao was also submerged in the smoke and dust produced by the explosion.

Swish!
Wang didn't think that such a simple move could kill Feng Zhenghao.

After taking a deep breath, the golden light of Wang Bing's Tianyuan brush suddenly flashed. To deal with Feng Zhenghao in this state, those moves learned from other people should not be used for the time being.

As a kind of melee wizard, the ghost master naturally has high requirements on the body.

With the continuous progress of the times, there has been sufficient communication between all kinds of different people, and the teacher has also learned a lot from other people, and has been supplementing the book "Yuyu".

So to deal with Feng Zhenghao at this time, it wasn't that Wang didn't want to use the Danqing technique, it was just that the occasion was really inappropriate.

This is different from abusing food at Luo Tian Dajiao.

At Luo Tian Dajiao, Wang Bing could use Danqing Technique to compete with those young people on the field, but at Feng Zhenghao's level, I am afraid that Wang Bing's current Danqing Technique is really not enough.

So Wang Bing chose the most primitive way, brute force against brute force, using Ju Ling to send the future to deal with the Ju Ling dispatch...

Golden Essence Setsuna!

Swish!
A golden straight line appeared in the surrounding space, with a chilling truth, it rushed directly into the smoke and dust covering Feng Zhenghao, and shot out from the front to the back.

laugh!
Feng Zhenghao's body was shot with a ball of snowflakes by Wang Bing's gun, and the shirt he was wearing inside was dyed red. The sudden pain also made Feng Zhenghao groan.

It wasn't that he didn't want to dodge this shot, it was because Feng Zhenghao didn't know why, his body suddenly couldn't move, as if he had been cast a hold spell.

It was precisely for this reason that Wang Bing took advantage of the loophole and opened a hole in his body with a single shot.

"Fu Ling has sequelae?"

Wang Bing raised the Tianyuan brush again, looked at Feng Zhenghao in front of him, and said, "It seems that your spirit obedience method has only taken some prototypes. Compared with your grandfather's spirit obedience method, it is still much worse..."

"..."

At this time, Feng Zhenghao was frantically running his energy to repair the injury on his chest, and he naturally knew that there was something wrong with the method of subduing the spirit that he had explored.

But the problem is, Feng Zhenghao has no choice at this time!

This is dogmatic error!
All aliens, including Wang Bing, like to hide their hands.

I always feel insecure if I don't hide my hand.

Originally, there was no problem with this, but hiding the chassis also depends on the situation.

When you were fighting against Zhang Chulan and Tang Wenlong, Zhang Chulan knew very well that with his current strength, the longer he dragged on, the less he would have an advantage.

So when they came up, they immediately started Thunder membership, which caught Tang Wenlong by surprise.

If Feng Zhenghao, like Zhang Chulan, came up and directly cast Liu Ding Liujia on Wang Bing, maybe Wang Bing would soon be brought into Feng Zhenghao's rhythm.

Of course, there is no regret medicine in this world.

Now Feng Zhenghao can only find a way to deal with Wang Bing based on his current situation.

Whirring whirring……

Feng Zhenghao's body suddenly began to emit black energy, and these black energy began to spread towards the surroundings as if alive...

"This is……"

Seeing this scene, Wang Bing had a rough guess in his heart.

Sure enough, Feng Zhenghao also mastered the last few moves of Ju Ling's general...

It can be seen from this black mist that seems to be alive that this is one of the four movements of Juling dispatching generals.

As for the specific move, Wang Bing was a little confused.

Tick!Tick!
Under Wang Bin's feet, huge drops of ink began to drip, and the speed of dripping under Wang Bin's feet became faster and faster, and gradually began to gather to form an ink pool.

This ink pool also began to spread towards Feng Zhenghao's feet as the amount of ink continued to increase.

Danqing · The Quietness of Hanmo!

Danqingshu...

Feng Zhenghao also knew something.

During the Luo Tian Dajiao, Feng Zhenghao somewhat understood the magic of Wang Bing's pen and ink.

This is a technique in Shentu, using qi to control the ink, because the ink pool is black, so the king can often manipulate the ink at the bottom of the pool to paint on the ground, and the things will be dispatched by the king after the painting is completed.

As for how much you can draw at the same time...

It depends on Wang Bing's level. Feng Zhenghao also estimated that Wang Bing can draw three to four paintings at the same time at most. That is to say, as long as he can prevent four raids, there will be a gap in Wang Bing's painting.

Feng Zhenghao was thinking about how to deal with Wang Bing, but Wang Bing had no intention of manipulating ink painting.

His perception really followed the ink, constantly immersing in the life-like black mist.

The moment Motan and the black mist came into contact, the black mist seemed to be melted by something, and it began to recede slowly.

Wang Bing also sensed this scene, and he guessed rightly with him. This innate ability of his own can not only assimilate the qi energy of ordinary strangers.

Even the modified energy of the Eight Miracles can be assimilated...

It's just that in terms of conversion efficiency, it's far from assimilating as fast as ordinary energy.

Turning his head to look at Zhenghao, Wang Bing slowly raised the Tianyuan brush, looked at Feng Zhenghao in front of him and said word by word: "It's almost time to end..."