One person's royal painting

Chapter 570 Influence and Disappointment

What is a hero?

Only those who have reached a certain height in mind, body, skill and qi are called heroes.
Strictly speaking, in fact, after reaching the Grandmaster, Yiren's division of cultivation levels is not so detailed.

The standard of mental and physical skills is actually easy to say, the key is this qi.

The higher the skill of refining qi, the more qi energy; the higher the purity of qi refining, the more powerful the ability used.

boom!
After bumping against Lu Ci again, Wang Bing also backed away for a long time. At this time, Wang Bing had already taken off his helmet, and the way he looked at Lu Ci was more complicated and complex.

At this moment, Wang Bing also began to wonder if it was really because Lu Ci and Lu Jin were not considered heroes because they were too old.

Thinking about it carefully, the old man Lu Jin already had the inner demon of Wugensheng, and Wugensheng was a thorn deeply pierced in Lu Jin's heart, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

As for Lu Ci, perhaps in his heart, what happened to the Lu family back then was his biggest heart disease.

It was precisely because Qu Tong saw this that he was able to successfully influence Lu Ci and amplify the hostility in this master's heart infinitely.

As a result, as soon as Wang Bing saw the stele, Lu Ci felt a killing intent towards himself.

call!
Lu Ci's reaction was also very quick, and he punched fiercely towards one side. At the place where his punch was about to hit, a golden light stood out, and the two strands of energy, one gold and one purple, collided impressively. on the side.

boom!
Under the blessing of Jin Jing, the sharp qi from the black mace directly smashed the Ruyi energy on Lu Ci's fist, and even cut several holes in Lu Ci's fist.

Danqing Wood Essence Pen of Blooming Flowers!

Swish!
Just when the two were wrestling, the ground under Lu Ci instantly bulged and cracked, and a huge group of vines sprang out from the ground, flying Lu Ci straight out.

And at the moment when it was thrown away, the body of Wang Bing, who was originally standing below, quickly faded away at this moment, turning into a phantom and disappearing.

laugh!
Almost at the same time, a line of blood suddenly bloomed on Lu Ci's back.

"Hey, the long-lost pain is the blessing after being possessed by the ghost master..."

Although the corner of Lu Ci's mouth was smirking, there was a gloomy look in his eyes.

In mid-air, a cloud of red qi flames suddenly appeared from Lu Ci's body, and under Lu Ci's control, the qi flames quickly climbed to the position where the victim was cut open with the tip of the black mace.

hum!
The next moment, the wounded by the tip of Wang Bing's mace suddenly began to squirm, and it didn't take long for the wound that was still bleeding to heal instantly.

This is... both hands!

Sure enough, this Lu Ci also knew how to use both hands, but before Wang He could wake up from his contemplation, a cloud of blue qi flames suddenly rose above Lu Ci's body, forming a pair of big qi hands in the air, He moved towards Wang and grabbed him.

Soul art!
Six Desire Heavens... Sen Luo Wu Xiang!
call!
Without the slightest hesitation, dark red flames suddenly emerged from behind Wang Bing. Like the wings of a hesitant giant bird, they converged in the air, condensed into a pair of thick big hands, and grabbed the two big blue hands with their backhands.

boom!
The two of them in the sky immediately entered a stalemate, but at this moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared behind Lu Ci.

The black figure held the black mace in his hand, and with a snort, a ball of flame burst out from above the black mace, and the flaming black mace mercilessly struck towards Lu Ci's junior again.

Fire gossip!

Bang! !

Lu Ci, who was wrestling with the "King Bing" in front of him, let out a muffled snort. The power of Ming Soul Art was slightly weakened, and he was about to be hit by the touch fist in front of him. One side flew far away, and rushed directly to the ground in front of it, making a pothole.

That black shadow is Wang Bing, and the one wrestling with Lu Ci just now is just a fake clone of blood.

Looks like it's time to find time to study Leifa...

Bang!
But at this moment, there was a loud noise from the smoke, and Lu Ci's body quickly flew out of the smoke, and landed directly in front of him, blood was obviously overflowing from the corner of his mouth, staining his white beard with a tinge of red.

"Little devil, the strength is not weak..."

"Old man, are you sober, you don't even know you were influenced by Qu Tong?"

Wang didn't take a look at Lu Ci angrily, "You are a strong man who has been famous for a long time, and you can use both hands. You actually fell for a woman. I really don't know why you are an old bastard in the eyes of Ding Zhangan. You will be the object he wants to surpass..."

call!
It's just that before Wang Bing finished speaking, red, blue and purple qi flames burst out from Lu Ci's body in an instant.

"Okay, the warm-up is over, kid..."

Lu Ci spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, and said with a sinister smile, "That woman Qu Tong can't influence this old man."

"Can't affect it?"

Wang looked at Lu Ci jokingly, "It didn't affect you, you would make such an act of bringing half of the Lu family's elite to Tongtian Valley to die."

"Death?"

Lu Ci was taken aback when he heard this, and then burst out laughing, "So, you are really not as good as one generation after another. Who in our era didn't die a little bit, and who didn't come out of the mountain of corpses and blood? Only through the experience of blood and fire can one become stronger, isn't that true!"

Hearing this, Wang Bing was suddenly speechless.

It seems that this is really the case. Over the years, Wang Bing has been in the leading position among the younger generation, and there is a great connection with those aliens he killed. If they didn't come to give him experience, Wang Bing I'm afraid I can't even get to this step.

"What are you thinking!"

As he said that, a black shadow suddenly fell from the sky, and when he looked carefully, it was Lu Ci who was wrapped in three-color qi flames, and he punched down again.

Wang Bing's pupils shrank, and he held the black mace with both hands and swung upwards.

boom!
The fist wrapped in the three-color qi flame was so powerful that the surrounding air trembled. In an instant, the fist hit the black mace, making a loud noise.

Wang Bing gritted his teeth, and under the tremendous force, his body dropped suddenly, and the tiger's mouth holding the black mace seemed to be cracking.

Such a heavy force!
"Little ghost, are you only at this level? I am so disappointed..."

Lu Ci yelled loudly, the veins on his arm bulged, and the force on his fist became heavier. Suddenly, Lu Ci's arm swung, his footsteps suddenly lifted, and he kicked Wang He flying away.

Swish!
Wang Bing, who was kicked out, plowed two deep ravines on the stone platform, and when he was about to approach the edge of the cliff, Wang Bing barely stopped.

"Tiger body and human face, nine heads in the shape of a beast; glaring at Kunshan, intimidating all spirits..." The king inserted the black mace into the ground, and kept chanting.

Swish!
The next moment, black ink slowly emerged from the ravine plowed by Wang Bing, and formed a pool of ink in front of Wang Bing.

Gududu!
Bubbles continue to emerge in the ink pool...

"Sky Beast Enlightened!"

(End of this chapter)