One person's royal painting

Chapter 89 The Feng family doesn't have someone like you!

Whoosh!
Wang Bing jumped down from Zhao Yingquan's office with four yin generals, landed on the ring together, and looked at Zhao Yingquan who was not far away.

At this moment, Zhao Yingquan was half-kneeling on the ring, holding a simple knife in one hand and wiping his chin with the other!

That claw from Yin Jiang just now hit him hard!

"Is this the Feng family's Ju Ling dispatcher! The eight strange skills are really powerful, and they can reach this step at a young age!"

Swish!
After Zhao Yingquan stood up, he tore off his torn shirt, revealing his somewhat emaciated body.

It's hard to imagine that a guy with such a thin body actually uses such a large knife.

It's just that Wang didn't have the time to think about it, he had to take advantage of the chaos and get rid of this guy as soon as possible!

call!
With the continuous circulation of the evil spirit on Yin Jiang's body, Wang Bing took the lead in launching the attack. Under his command, a purplish-black spiral energy instantly transpired from a Yin Jiang behind him.

Detaining the generals, picking up the seven styles, and the generals want to do it!

The yin general instantly turned into a mass of black and purple shock waves, and shot towards Zhao Yingquan at a frighteningly fast speed.

But it wasn't over yet, the moment Yin Jiang launched an attack on Zhao Yingquan, the Wu Qi on Wang Bing's body steamed up again, and he slammed his hands towards the ground.

Snapped!
After the palm wrapped in black and purple qi touched the ground, a ball of purple fire floated on the floor, like a swimming snake, rushed towards Zhao Yingquan, forming a black and purple flame circle under his feet ring.

Detaining spirits and dispatching generals, four styles, and ghosts from all directions!

Swish!
Eight ghost hands stretched out from the purple flame ring in an instant, and grabbed Zhao Yingquan.

Looking up at the Yin general who was swooping in, and glancing at the ghostly hands raised all over him, Zhao Yingquan raised the Dapu knife and hit all his energy on the blade.

Seeing the yin general rushing towards him, Zhao Yingquan swung his saber out, and a red vortex of energy blatantly rolled up on the blade of Pu Dao.

Since you can't avoid it, then fight hard to the end!
I saw a slight sense of distortion in the surrounding space on the trajectory of the red energy.

Wang Bing's pupils shrank slightly, and he felt that the power of this knife seemed a little dangerous.

After weighing the pros and cons for a short time, Wang Bing once again released the Qi energy in his body.

Detaining the Spirit and Dispatching Generals · Picking up the Three Forms · The Spirit of the Spirit!

Wang Bing released a ghost from his body, and he gritted his teeth!Using ghosts as a medium to extract the energy of ghost energy, after extracting all the energy, a soul jade formed by the condensation of ghost energy is left in place!
In front, Zhao Yingquan ignored the scars left by the ghost's hand, and resolutely slashed at Yin Jiang who was coming from the explosion!

Bang! ! !
The moment the blade collided with Yin General, two streams of qi of different colors erupted from the entire arena, the one near Wang Bing was black and purple, and the one near Zhao Yingquan was crimson red!

Zhao Yingquan let out a muffled snort, and stepped back more than ten meters. The skin on his shoulders, waist, and chest was scratched by the hands of the purgatory ghost, and blood dripped out continuously. His appearance looked a bit miserable.

At the same time, black and purple ghost qi faintly flowed out from the places scratched by the ghost's hand.

This blow made Zhao Yingquan's already dignified expression look even more gloomy, and it was almost dark.

Wang Bing was not feeling well either. His yin general was severely damaged by the blow just now. The yin general was different from ordinary elves and ghosts. Once he was seriously injured, the wizard would not be able to eat well.

If it wasn't for the little ink ball helping Wang Bing to share the damage, it is estimated that Wang Bing's internal organs would also be damaged at the moment when the yin general was damaged just now.

At this time, the soul jade prepared in front of Wang Bing began to play its role!

On the black and purple soul jade, there was a steady stream of ghost energy released, and began to float towards the Yin general.

Whoohoo!
Under the restoration of ghost qi, the yin that was originally a tattered body will start to repair itself.

How should I put it, Zhao Yingquan is indeed a guy who has been in the boxing ring for many years.

The experience of life and death struggle is very good!

The correct judgment was made in a short moment, which was different from the group of people Wang Bing met before.

In the previous battles, Wang Bing mostly relied on the opponent's carelessness and the weirdness of Danqing's technique to win.

But the king now is not the same as before!
"How many ghosts are there on your kid!"

Zhao Yingquan looked at Wang Bing, who had been knocked out of shape by himself, slowly recovered, and frowned and said, "The Feng family probably doesn't have someone like you! If I remember correctly, the boss of the Feng family has already More than 20!"

"You don't care who I am!"

Wang Bingyin said with a smile, he is not stupid, why did he tell this guy his true identity.

But then again, Zhao Yingquan really knows a lot, and he actually knows about the Feng family's Ju Ling dispatcher!

But think about it, Feng Zhenghao has danced very well since Zhang Huaiyi's death, and he was able to gather a large group of people in a short period of time in the world because of the gimmick of arresting spirits and dispatching generals.

"call!"

Wang Bing spit out a long mouthful of black qi, and his eyes began to glow green. The black qi dyed Wang Bing's arms black again, and one of the yin generals had appeared behind Wang Bing.

Swish!
Wang Bing pulled his right arm back suddenly, and the Yin general behind him also imitated Wang Bing's posture and pulled a ghost claw behind him.

Detaining Generals, Three Forms, and Ghost Shadow Slashing!
Swish!
A slash with black-purple qi flames separated from Yin's arm, drew a new moon slash in the air, and slashed towards Zhao Yingquan horizontally with a sound of piercing through the air.

then……

Wang Bing punched the ground with his left hand. The moment his fist touched the ground, Wang Bing looked at where Zhao Yingquan was standing with his green eyes.

"Boy, you know a lot!"

call!
The red flame was once again attached to the blade by Zhao Yingquan. He opened his arms and made a saber show, and then prepared to make a slash. Let Wang Bing see what a saber technique is!
But at this moment, Zhao Yingquan's body suddenly stopped, he seemed to be caught by something, looked down, and saw that Zhao Yingquan's ankles were entangled by several black and purple chains, unable to move!

Detaining spirits and dispatching generals, [-] styles, and being locked up!

"Come again!"

Zhao Yingquan frowned, and the qi energy spread towards his ankles. Zhao Yingquan's body was shaken suddenly, and he broke through the chains. His body turned into a black shadow and disappeared in place, avoiding the sweep and coming to the new moon cut.

Whoosh!Whoosh!swoosh

At the moment when he broke free from the chain, Zhao Yingquan's body seemed to be teleporting on the ring, so fast that he couldn't see his figure at all. If you just observe with the naked eye, you may only be able to see clearly the ball that Zhao Yingquan stepped on. Small blaster.

It's hard to imagine that Zhao Yingquan, who wields a tiger-headed plain knife, is so good in movement. For a while, the king couldn't keep up with Zhao Yingquan's speed!

"The best way to deal with wizards is..."

Zhao Yingquan's voice suddenly came from behind Wang Bing. His eyes were wide open, with bloodshot eyes between the whites of his eyes. He held up the tiger-headed plain knife, stared at Wang Bing, who was facing away from him, and said, "Shoot him to death!" Fate!"

After all, the gleaming red blade fell straight towards the king, bringing out a light red streamer!
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