One person: I am the dragon, tiger, wine and sword immortal

Chapter 566 Humiliating the king again! Is this the Wang family you are proud of? !
He knew that the Wang family had coveted the special art of Ju Lingsending General for a long time, and now that they had sent out so many people, they were obviously well prepared.

He was worried about Zhang Hao's safety, and even more worried that the Wang family would use any means to force him to hand over the general Ju Ling.

"Zhang Hao, hand over Ju Lingqian, otherwise you will never leave this place today!" Wang Zhong's voice was cold and firm, and his words were full of threats.

Zhang Hao just smiled faintly when he heard this. He gently stroked the sword, as if he was telling it something. He raised his head and looked at Wang Zhong with blazing eyes. His voice was calm and firm: "Searching the spirit and dispatching generals is a unique skill passed down from my family. How can I hand it over to others so easily?"

"Hmph, if you don't eat the toast, you will have to drink wine as a penalty!" Wang Li sneered from the side. He glanced at Wang Zhong and the Wang family's Shen Tu, his eyes full of disdain.

In his opinion, these people are no match for Zhang Hao at all. They should directly use Ju Ling to send the future to deal with him.

"Wang Li, don't be arrogant!" Wang Zhong was furious when he heard this. He glared at Wang Li, then turned to Zhang Hao and said: "Zhang Hao, do you know that you can't fly today? If you hand over the general Ju Ling, I can still do it. I hope your life is safe; if you insist on not realizing it, don’t blame me for being rude!”

Zhang Hao just smiled slightly when he heard this. He shook his head slightly and said, "I, Zhang Hao, have been doing things all my life, so why should I bow to others? If you want to take action, then go ahead!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already rushed into the crowd, his sword shining like a rainbow, and screams were heard everywhere he went.

Although the Wang family's children were numerous in number, they were as vulnerable as chickens and dogs in front of him.

However, he knew very well in his heart that this was just a test by the Wang family, and the real battle had just begun.

Wang Bing stood in the crowd, staring closely at Zhang Hao's figure.

He remembered the humiliation he suffered at the Luotian Dajiao, and a strong desire for revenge surged in his heart.

He secretly made up his mind that today, Zhang Hao must hand over the complete Ju Lingqiang and let him taste the pain he had suffered!

The Wang family, a family that had had a grudge with Zhang Hao, after hearing the news, rushed into action like hungry wolves smelling blood.

Wang Bing, a well-known member of the younger generation of the Wang family, even personally led a team to capture Zhang Hao.

Wang Zhong, Wang Yong and other direct members followed closely behind, their eyes flashing with greed and ruthlessness, as if they had already seen Zhang Hao being captured without any help.

However, Wang Ai, the elder of the family, did not take action personally. He seemed to be waiting for something, or had a more far-reaching plan.

Zhang Hao stood on the top of the mountain with his eyes as bright as a torch. He ignored the provocations of Wang Bing and others and just quietly observed the Wang family team.

A trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes. In his opinion, these people were just a bunch of rabble and could never achieve anything great.

As for Wang Ai, he was even more surprised that the elder of the family did not come in person.

At this moment, Wang Yong suddenly launched an attack. As soon as he moved, he appeared in front of Zhang Hao like a ghost. A strong black energy surged out of his body, carrying a biting chill, and rushed straight towards Zhang Hao.

Wherever this black air passed, the vegetation was withered, as if even the air was frozen. Zhang Hao frowned slightly, and with a movement of his body, he easily avoided Wang Yong's attack.

Although Wang Yong's attack was fierce, in Zhang Hao's eyes, it was like child's play. He looked at Wang Yong coldly, with a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes. However, at this moment, Wang Zhong suddenly ordered a full-scale attack. Members of the Wang family launched attacks one after another, each choosing a target. Wang Yong, Wang Zhong, Wang Ren, Wang Yi, and Wang Li rushed directly towards Zhang Hao, Zhang Lingyu, Chen Duo, and Tang Feifei.

Zhang Lingyu faced Wang Li's attack without any confusion.

With a movement of his body, he dodged Wang Li's attack. At the same time, as soon as he put his hands together, a stream of Yin Five Thunder surged out from his palms and blasted towards Wang Li.

However, Wang Li seemed not to notice it and continued to rush towards Zhang Lingyu. Zhang Lingyu was shocked and quickly evaded.

Chen Duo used his poison attack.

He waved his hands, and a green gas surged towards Wang Ren and Wang Yi.

When Wang Ren and Wang Yi saw this, their expressions changed drastically, and they quickly ordered their men to step forward to resist.

However, this poison was extremely powerful, and all of his subordinates fell to the ground within a moment.

Wang Ren's originally angry and confident expression disappeared, replaced by a look of horror.

With a trembling voice, he asked Wang Yi for help: "I... I felt... that breath... so scary..."

When Wang Yi heard this, his heart moved, and he quickly asked: "What breath?"

Wang Ren replied with a trembling voice: "Yes... it's the breath of Ju Lingsending General... I... I have felt it in my family before..."

And Zhang Hao slowly pulled away from Liu Hongzhong's body. At that moment, the power emanating from him was like a landslide and tsunami, which made people feel heart-stopping.

"Is this the Ju Ling Dispatch General you are proud of?" Zhang Hao's voice was cold and arrogant, as if coming from the nine heavens, with unquestionable majesty.

Everyone present felt a chill rising from the bottom of their hearts, as if they were tightly held by invisible giant hands, unable to move.

Wang Zhong's face was ashen, and his eyes flashed with anger. His right hand turned into a claw, and black energy lingered, as if it was about to tear the world apart. "Zhang Hao, don't be arrogant!" He roared angrily, rose up, and rushed towards Zhang Hao.

"Brother, let me help you!" Upon seeing this, Wang Yong was not to be outdone, and summoned an evil spirit, which was ferocious and terrifying, as if it wanted to devour Zhang Hao.

However, Zhang Hao just smiled lightly, as if all this was expected. He waved his hand gently, and a wave of divine power burst out instantly, sweeping across the entire Biyou Village like a violent storm.

"Is this what you call a general who is bound to the spirit?" Zhang Hao's voice was full of disdain, "It's nothing."

The evil spirits of Wang Zhong and Wang Yong instantly screamed in terror under this power. They seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, surrounded by black energy, twisted and deformed, and almost lost their souls.

Zhang Hao did not use the ability of the Jiu Sword Immortal, but the Ju Ling Dispatch General. He wanted to use what the Wang family was best at and what they were most proud of to defeat them.

"This...how is this possible?" Wang Zhong looked at Zhang Hao in shock, his eyes full of fear and disbelief. Although his right hand was close to Zhang Hao's head, under this power, it seemed to be suppressed by an invisible mountain, and he could no longer move forward.

"This is the real Ju Ling Dispatch General." Zhang Hao said lightly, as if he was talking about an insignificant thing, "What you have mastered is just superficial." Wang Bing looked on with fear, he had never seen Such terrifying power. He knew that if Zhang Hao really showed his power, they might not be able to last even one round. He was extremely anxious, but he was helpless.

"Quick! Do it quickly! Kill him!" Wang Bing finally couldn't help but urged loudly. His voice was full of panic and despair, as if he had seen his own end.

However, his urging had no effect. Zhang Hao stood there like an insurmountable mountain, allowing them to attack but not moving at all. His eyes were full of contempt and ridicule, as if he were looking at a group of clowns.

"You people are really ridiculous." Zhang Hao shook his head and sighed, "You think you can run rampant in the world if you master the spirit-restraining generals? But you don't know that the world is so big and full of wonders. In my eyes, your meager behavior is nothing more than nothing. A passing cloud."

"No wonder Luotian Dajiao, my king Bing, was defeated so embarrassingly..." He murmured to himself.

Everyone in the Wang family, uncles, aunts, and those usually arrogant and domineering men in black were all as if they were petrified at this moment, stagnant under the power of the Shinto.

They looked at Zhang Hao, their eyes full of fear and powerlessness.

"Is this the power of Shinto?" Wang Bing's uncle asked tremblingly, his voice full of trembling.

Zhang Hao didn't answer, just waved his sleeves gently, and an invisible force swept away like a strong wind. Under this force, the minions in black were like rocks being beaten by huge waves. They foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground one after another.

"Ah!" Wang Bing exclaimed, his eyes filled with horror. He had never seen such a powerful force, and it seemed that all his pride and self-esteem seemed so fragile in front of this force.

However, under the power of Shinto, the six immediate family members of the Wang family miraculously maintained consciousness. They depended on each other tightly, their eyes full of despair and luck.

"Lingyu, come and see, who is this woman?" Wang Bing's aunt shouted anxiously, with a hint of crying in her voice.

Zhang Lingyu heard the sound and rushed over. Seeing the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but feel worried in his heart. He ducked to Zhang Hao and asked softly: "Zhang Hao, if you do this, will you..."

"Don't worry, I have my own sense of discretion." Zhang Hao smiled faintly, a trace of confidence flashing in his eyes. He turned to Tang Feifei and began to explain the power of the Qi Ling Commander and his restraint on the spirit body.

"Restraining spirits and sending generals is one of my Taoist secret techniques. It can not only restrain spiritual bodies, but also turn them into one's own use. Under the power of this divine way, no spiritual body can escape." Zhang Hao's voice Calm and firm, as if there was an invisible force supporting him.

Wang Bing listened to Zhang Hao's explanation, but an illusion arose in his heart.

But on second thought, he thought that no matter how much trouble he caused, the Wang family could help him solve it.

Therefore, he was not afraid of Zhang Hao, and even started to look at him provocatively.

"Hmph, do you think you are really powerful? There are many masters in my Wang family, and you are just a little girl." Wang Bing sneered.

When Zhang Hao heard this, a mocking smile appeared on his lips. He looked at the king with contempt and ridicule in his eyes.

"The masters of the Wang family? Huh, in my eyes, they are just a bunch of chickens and dogs. Do you think your Wang family can really cover the sky with one hand? Let me tell you, in this big world, your Wang family is just a speck of dust. ." Zhang Hao's voice was cold and firm, like a sharp sword piercing Wang Bing's heart.

Wang Feng was stunned by Zhang Hao's words. He had never thought that someone would despise his Wang family so much. He roared angrily, but his voice seemed so weak and weak under the power of Shinto.

As the night grew darker, the shame of the Luotian Dajiao still echoed in Wang Bing's heart.

In Wang Bing's eyes, the world seemed to be a distorted mirror, reflecting all lies and abnormalities.

He has never really stepped out of the golden cage carefully crafted by Wang Ai. His worldview is just an illusory fabrication in Wang Ai's hands.

"Wang Bing, you are the hope of the Wang family, and I should describe your world for you." Wang Ai's voice was like a cold iron chain, tightly binding Wang Bing. Pulled by this iron chain, Wang Bing's every step was stepping on the illusory clouds. What he thought was solid was just as fragile as bubbles.

Wang Bing's arrogance is as hot as fire, but also blind and ignorant. He regarded himself as the proud son of the Wang family and looked down upon "outsiders" like Zhang Hao. However, he never thought that Zhang Hao, who seemed weak, had strength and wisdom beyond his reach.

"Wang Bing, do you think you, a waste like you, can support your family and you?" Zhang Hao's voice was as calm as a clear spring, but with a sharpness that could not be ignored.

His words were like sharp arrows piercing the king's arrogant heart.

Faced with Zhang Hao's provocation, Wang Bing's family members took action one after another, trying to subdue this "outsider" with their proud technique of restraining spirits and dispatching generals.

However, they never thought that the once obedient evil spirit was now like a wild horse running wild and was no longer under their control.

"This...how is this possible?" Wang Zhong, Wang Ren, Wang Yi, Wang Yong, and Wang Li all had faces full of shock and despair. The power they were once proud of has now become their greatest shame. They were humiliated by Zhang Hao in the way of stacking Arhats, and the rage and murderous intention in their hearts surged like a flood.

"Wang Bing, have you seen it? This is what you call family power." Zhang Hao's voice was as biting as the cold wind, but with a hint of ridicule, severely humiliating the other party.

He looked at Wang Bing, his eyes full of pity and disdain.

Wang Bing's face was now pale. He never thought that his proud family would be so vulnerable in front of an outsider. He felt helpless and hopeless, as if the whole world was falling apart.

"Grandpa...Grandpa, save me!" Wang Bing's voice was filled with trembling and fear. He asked Wang Ai for help, hoping that the man who once described the world for him could save him from defeat.

Wang Ai frowned, a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes, but more of it was doting and concern for his son: "Bing'er, don't panic, tell me slowly, which little bastard dares to touch you?"

"It's...it's Zhang Hao, he...he..." Wang Bing's voice became more and more trembling, as if it would break at any time.

"Zhang Hao?" There was a hint of surprise in Wang Ai's voice, which then turned to anger, "How dare he be so bold? Just wait, I will go meet him right away!"

After hanging up the phone, Wang Ai stood up and hurried towards the battlefield.

Along the way, he silently thought about the majesty of the Wang family and the strength of Wang Zhong and others, believing that he would be able to easily subdue Zhang Hao.

However, when he came to the battlefield, he saw a scene that shocked him.

Zhang Hao stood under the moonlight, playing with a hosta in his hand, with a harmless smile on his face, while Wang Zhong and others fell to the ground, obviously losing their fighting ability.

(End of this chapter)