Volume 2: Earthly Experience Chapter 92 Secret Biography: Huangquan Soul Destruction
"Then give up!"
After thinking for a moment, the woman said to the bearded man, "Don't worry about him. I have modified his memory so that he won't reveal our presence."
"By the way, how was your contact with Teacher Chai Yan?"
"We're already connecting, but the old man is in a bad mood right now..." said the man.
"Well, don't worry. Let's first build up the agency. I 'll..."
At this point, the woman looked at the man lying on the stone bed in the cave and said, "It's a bit tricky, it may take a little longer!"
"Yes!" the bearded man and the thick-lipped woman answered together.
…
Bang!
laugh!
He swung the light red tiger-headed machete at another Yin general, splitting him into two pieces. The Yin general also hit him hard in the chest with a punch, leaving an obvious dent on his chest, and the surrounding Qi flames were also hit to create ripples.
Capture the spirits and dispatch the generals·Style 13·Clear Spirit!
Swish!
Countless evil Qi began to repair the Yin general that was split in half.
Come!
Consume!
Let’s see who will die first!
Wang Bing's originally calm expression now looked a little ferocious. He really didn't expect that Zhao Yingquan was so energy-consuming.
Is this guy's innate Qi so abundant?
First he was hit by "Danqing·Wensheng" and then by "Secret·Huangquan Jiemie", but the light red Qi in this guy still seemed sufficient.
Isn’t this nonsense!
In recent times, if his king had not captured all the souls of the dead in the boxing ring, he would not have dared to guarantee that he could defeat this person.
After sensing that the sounds of fighting outside the boxing ring were getting smaller and smaller, Wang Bing finally gritted his teeth, as if he had made some kind of decision.
"Originally, I didn't want to use my last trump card..."
Buzz!
A ball of golden light suddenly appeared on Wang Bing's body. The dazzling golden light was somewhat incompatible with the black and purple witch energy on Wang Bing's body.
Possessed by golden spirit!
Swish!
Unlike the heat wave that would be generated when the fire spirit possessed him, after the gold spirit possessed him, Wang Bing's whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of golden film.
"Aren't you very confident in your physical skills?"
whoosh!
A golden light flashed across Wang Bing's body for an instant, and then he disappeared from the spot.
Zhao Yingquan seemed to sense something and swung his tiger-head broadsword forward suddenly.
when!
A golden arm directly blocked the tiger-head machete that was about to chop down, and the sound of metal collision echoed throughout the entire arena.
"This is……"
Zhao Yingquan was slightly surprised that the golden light on Wang Bing's arm was not shattered by him...
when!
With the help of Li Ling, Wang Bing pushed his left arm upwards suddenly, directly knocking away the blade of the machete. A more dazzling golden light condensed on his right fist that was pulled back, and he punched forward.
At this time, Zhao Yingquan's door was wide open. In a hurry, he dodged sideways. The golden fist brushed past his chest and created a gap in the Qi flame wrapped around his body.
Swish!
A beam of light began to gather in front of Wang Bing's left hand, and soon formed into a long sword shining with golden light, which slashed towards Zhao Yingquan's waist.
laugh!
Caught off guard, a cloud of blood mist spurted out from Zhao Yingquan's waist.
At this distance, Wang Bing finally noticed something was wrong in Zhao Yingquan's eyes...
There were actually two blue-green flames flowing in his eyes, which made Wang Bing think of a possibility.
No way!
This guy is...
It was this brief distraction that allowed Zhao Yingquan to find an opportunity. He ignored the blood on his waist and kicked Wang Bing in the chest, sending Wang Bing flying far away.
"So that's how it is. So your expression before was just fake!"
Wang Bing opened his eyes wide, stared at Zhao Yingquan and said, "I said, I always feel a sense of disharmony after fighting with you again. You are too calm! So calm that you can face death without any fear!"
"Combined with your unreasonable Qi power..."
That's because Wang Bing has the BUG-like Soul Binding and General Summoning Skill at his disposal. He also has natural elves that are like plug-ins, which explains why he could be beaten to this extent!
Look at Wang Bing, he practiced the art of painting from the beginning, but after using it for a few moves, his mental strength couldn't keep up.
This is the normal situation!
Otherwise, how can you, a little kid who has practiced for more than ten years (Author's note: The king in the second setting is not a congenital person so he does not need to wait until the age of 7 to start practicing to perceive Qi) defeat a Qi cultivator who has practiced for more than twenty years!
But!
What is the basis for this Zhao Yingquan?
How could he fight with me for so long?
Now Wang Bing finally figured it out!
This guy deceived everyone. It turned out that Zhao Yingquan was Qu Tong's man.
"Since you are Qu Tong's man..."
Wang Bing waved his hand, and the four Yin generals began to tremble around Zhao Yingquan. Two colors of Qi flames, one gold and one black, began to appear in Wang Bing's eyes. The Qi flames began to rotate continuously in Wang Bing's eyes, like a Tai Chi diagram.
Arrest the spirits and send out the generals!
boom!
Wang Bing sacrificed several ghosts in an instant, and countless evil spirits gathered around him. For a moment, the golden and black-purple energy actually revealed a tendency to confront each other.
Secret transmission...
Boom!
I saw that the two flames, one gold and one black, behind Wang Bing twisted into a vortex, and there seemed to be many ghosts wailing in it.
Swish!
This time, a ghost claw as big as an adult slowly stretched out from the vortex, and tremendous power began to be released, shaking the entire arena.
As if he had sensed the danger from the ghost hand behind Wang Bing, Zhao Yingquan sped up his movements significantly, regardless of his own injuries, in an attempt to break free from the restraints of these evil generals.
These Yin generals seemed to be risking their lives and did not give Zhao Yingquan any room to dodge. All their ghost fists and claws were directed towards Zhao Yingquan, filling the space with a black and purple atmosphere.
Buzz!
Wang Bing finally completed this last move. He glared, pointed his palm at Zhao Yingquan and shouted: "Huangquan Jihun Po!"
Swish!
A ball of black and gold energy instantly appeared on the index finger of the descending giant evil ghost's hand, and a laser shot towards Zhao Yingquan's position.
laugh!
Where the black and gold laser swept through, the thick steel floor was like a piece of butter cake, being smoothly cut into two halves.
Looking at the black and gold laser coming towards him, Zhao Yingquan slashed the ghost general away with a single blow of his sword, melted all of his remaining energy into the blade, and chopped down at the laser!
The tiger-head broadsword in Zhao Yingquan's hand turned into iron filings and scattered in the air the moment it came into contact with the laser. His body was also swept by the laser and split in two.
laugh!
Accompanied by a slight tearing sound, a line of blood suddenly appeared on Zhao Yingquan's body, who was standing there in a daze, and then the left and right halves of his body began to become slightly dislocated.
"it's over!"
Wang Bing gasped heavily, ignoring the sweat on his forehead, and walked straight to Zhao Yingquan, gathering together his three souls and seven spirits that were about to disappear.
Finally, the last of the "Five Ghosts" was completed...
Looking at the small black ball in his hand , Wang Bing breathed a sigh of relief. So many people had died in the boxing ring before, and he had also detained quite a few.
After processing the Yin General left by Grandpa Zhong Li, Wang Bing soon refined two more "Five Ghosts"!
Now add Zhao Yingquan's three souls and seven spirits...
The Five Ghosts Technique is done!
After doing all this, Wang Bing simply adjusted his breathing and quickly disappeared into the tunnel of the underground boxing ring.
