Under one person: I am alone, and I dominate the world

Chapter 47

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a pathetic little bastard."

Wang Bing looked at Feng Xingtong's red eyes, but there was a strong greed in his eyes: "Your Feng family practiced arresting spirits and dispatching generals, but you didn't know that there is also the secret art of convincing spirits."

"Instead of letting the spirits attach to the body one by one and borrowing strength from them, it is better to eat them all and turn them into one's own cultivation. Although the increase is not much, it is a permanent improvement!"

"So, hand over all the powerful spirits in your body to Lao Tzu!"

Wang Bing roared wantonly, stretched out his hands again, used his strength, and violently tore the spirit on Feng Xingtong's body!

And Feng Xingtong, who was in pain, could only support his body at this moment, and also drove Juling to send generals to protect the rest of the elves on his body.

But under the impact of Wang Bingfu's spiritual secret technique, he fell into a disadvantage from the very beginning, the pain that was like tearing his soul, made his seven orifices bleed!

"Xiao Feng, please let go of me. If this continues, you will die too!" A spirit exuded old thoughts, revealing a sense of anxiety.

He didn't want to see Feng Xingtong, who grew up with him, suffer such pain!

"Grandpa Zizhong, I will never give up and watch you being devoured by that king!"

Feng Xingtong's seven orifices were bleeding, and even though his body had reached its limit, he was still functioning crazily, desperately trying to protect his spirit!

And above the auditorium.

Seeing this scene, Feng Zhenghao's calm face in the past also paled in shock at this moment. He turned his eyes to Wang Ai in front of him and asked, "Senior Wang, why did your Wang family know the unique skills of my Feng family? Juling dispatched generals?" !"

The rich voice was extremely deep, containing a sense of majesty and anger!

But Wang Ai still squinted her eyes and showed a half-smiling look. She didn't care about Feng Zhenghao's question and snorted coldly: "Young man, you have a big temper. Why, this Juling sent you to the Feng family?" It can be used, but my Wang family can’t use it?”

"And you can see clearly, compared with mine, your family's Juling dispatcher is just a broken version. Isn't there a priority?"

As Wang Ai said, she used the crutch in her hand to lightly pestle the ground, making a dull thumping sound.

Feng Zhenghao on the side heard the words, his eyes trembled, and at this moment, he fell into silence.

He first looked at Lu Ci who was beside Wang Ai, and then at the old celestial master Zhang Zhiwei who was sitting alone in front, rationally suppressed his emotions, and stopped asking questions in a hurry.

Then he turned around and looked at Feng Xingtong, who was fighting hard in the arena, with worry in his eyes.

at the same time.

"Master, why does Wang Bing also send generals from the Feng Family's Juling?" Zhang Lingyu, who was also watching the battle, couldn't help asking Zhang Taichu.

In his memory, the Wang family's signature technique was clearly Danqing Shentu, so how could it be the same as the Feng family's?
Hearing this, Zhang Taichu frowned slightly and snorted coldly: "During the Jiashen Rebellion, the wild dogs of the Wang family were so fierce that they once captured Feng Tianyang, and they also used despicable means to capture the general Ju Ling. Come."

Memories were brought back, and thinking of this, he looked at Wang Bing, who looked extremely arrogant in the arena, and felt his hands itch, and couldn't help but want to clean him up again.

But knowing the intention of his senior brother to organize this Luo Tian Dajiao, after all, he was not in a hurry to interfere with the order of the competition.

In the martial arts arena.

Wang Bing was frantically snatching the spirit from Feng Xingtong.

His strength, which had been amplified by the secret art of serving the spirit, was obviously stronger, and he directly forced the opponent to vomit blood again and again.

"The bones are quite hard." Wang Bing sneered, the bloodthirsty look in his eyes becoming more intense: "When I swallow your spirit, I will crush all the bones in your body."

And Feng Xingtong's condition was also declining rapidly at this time.

His face was pale, and blood flowed from the corners of his eyes to his collar. He looked miserable, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

But the spirit body of Wang Zizhong moved towards Wang Bing inch by inch after all.

"Hee hee hee, this elf smells really delicious."

Wang Bing looked at the elf who was getting closer, and couldn't help licking his dry lips, extremely greedy.

With a thought in his mind, a strong suction force appeared in the palm of his hand, and he pulled Wang Zizhong's spirit body over, pinching him fiercely in his hand.

At the same time, a red light appeared in his eyes, and he opened his mouth wide, about to use the spirit subduing technique again!
"No, let go of Grandpa Zizhong!"

Feng Xingtong collapsed to the ground weakly, raised his head with difficulty and yelled at Wang Bing.

"Oh, let him go?" Wang Bing grinned, "When will the weak be able to negotiate terms."

"If you don't have enough strength, you are only worthy of being trampled!"

As he spoke, he opened his big white teeth and bit down fiercely on the spirit body in his hand. A suction surged in his throat, dissolving the substance that made up the elves into pure power to feed back to himself.

And Wang Zizhong, also at this moment, struggled and roared: "Xiaofeng, what are you waiting for, set me free!"

The old voice was filled with deep sorrow, piercing into Feng Xingtong's mind.

Feng Xingtong, who finally realized that he could no longer change the situation, lowered his head dejectedly.

There were blood and tears in his eyes, but without hesitation, he drove Ju Ling to send generals, and through the connection he had established with Wang Zizhong, he shocked the old man's spirit body to death!
The old man's dark spiritual body began to annihilate at this moment.

And in the old eyes, there was also a deep sense of reluctance, and he turned his head towards Feng Xingtong, showing a smile, and then turned into nothingness.
"Grandpa Zizhong—!"

Looking at the elves who are more like relatives, returning at this moment, Feng Xingtong's face was full of tears and sorrow.

In order to prevent Grandpa Zizhong from being devoured by the king and doing evil, he could only make up his mind to let his soul fly away.

In a daze, Feng Xingtong, who had suffered a heavy blow to his soul, finally couldn't hold on any longer and was about to pass out.

And the other side.

Wang Bing, whose good deeds had been ruined, felt a surge of anger in his heart at this moment.

"I would rather let the spirit body fly away than be swallowed by me. It's really - damn it!"

He stared fiercely at Feng Xingtong, who was lying on the ground not far away. He clenched his fists and rushed forward, like a mad dog, trying to ravage the opponent fiercely!
bang!
Wang Bing kicked Feng Xingtong's abdomen hard, causing his mouth and nose to spurt blood, his eyes turned white, and he passed out completely.

But he didn't intend to stop at all, and then he waved his fist and punched Feng Xingtong.

But the next moment, a mutation suddenly occurred.

There was a chill down his spine, and he felt locked on by some terrifying existence!

Before he had time to react, a huge force descended at the same time, hitting his cheek with precision and nothing.

A loud bang.

In the extreme pain, the teeth in Wang Bing's mouth fell off, and he spurted out a big mouthful of blood!

He flew upside down, and was sent flying tens of feet away by a slap, and landed on the wooden wall of the Martial Arts Field, and his whole body was embedded in it!

During the process, there was no time to scream, and Wang Bing, who was slapped, was in a trance at the moment, only half of his face felt numb and swollen like a pig's head!
At the audience seat, Zhang Taichu retracted his outstretched finger with a calm expression.

　And the last four thousand words!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)