Chapter 280 Death (7K Two-in-One Ticket Request)

15 people?

A little more than expected, and a little stronger. Several of the old guys gave Ji Xing the feeling that they might not be weaker than Tu Junfang.

"Mr. Wang is really hardworking. This is the majority of the Wang family's heritage, right?" Ji Xing said, "Before the fight starts, I'll just say the last nonsense. There should be some of you who don't belong to the Wang family. It's still too late to quit now. It's not your own business, so don't fight. "

"Haha." One of the tall and skinny old men surnamed Liu raised his hand and said, "Thank you for your kindness, brother. There is indeed no grudge between us, but thanks to Mr. Wang's help before, we can only fight with him. Field, life or death depends on fate.”

No one here will underestimate Ji Xing. The lineup assembled by Wang Ai and the fact that Ji Xing dares to come alone speaks volumes!

Except for the old man surnamed Liu, several other people with foreign surnames remained silent as acquiescence.

Wang Ai said in a low voice: "Little bastard, do you really think you are Zhang Zhiwei?!"

This sentence is also synonymous with going to war.

As soon as he finished speaking, there were only a few splashes of water, and several fountain water columns rose up from the slide pool in the distance, but their color was instantly dyed black and shaped like ink.

At the same time, the magnetic field of this water park became unstable, and the gravity also changed slightly, as if Wang was also using Fenghou Qimen.

The strange pattern has become difficult to unfold.

Ji Xing glanced at Wang Ai who was doing Qi Qi, and the two old men behind him who had Qi Qi's facial expressions somewhat similar to Wang Ai... Are father and son going into battle?

"Go ahead, monster!"

call--

A gust of black wind blew around him, and the corpse demon appeared in front of him. It immediately flapped its wings and rushed towards the fifteen members of the Wang family like an eagle pounced on its prey!

"Huh? Three corpses?"

"So fierce and violent!"

"Disperse!"

The fifteen people jumped and dodged apart. Even the short and fat Wang Ai moved very quickly.

The next moment, the old man surnamed Liu turned his wrist, and suddenly two iron gallbladders as big as bull's eyes appeared in his hand, and he threw them towards the demon's corpse.

The iron gall flew extremely fast, like two cannonballs. When it collided with the demon's claws, flying fireballs were produced. Its strong force briefly suppressed the demon's movements.

"Boss, Laosi!" Wang Ai shouted.

At the same time, he and his two sons, one on the left and one on the right, dragged their hands, and the tangible energy condensed into three huge brushes, and they splashed ink!

The spurting fountain of ink lifted up three long rivers and crossed dozens of meters to catch the demon. After being torn apart by the demon's claws, it turned into sputtering ink droplets and stained the demon's body, making the originally dark The body becomes darker.

His movements became sluggish for a moment.

"Shentu is like this, using Qi as ink and all things as drawing paper." Ji Xing watched the three old men painting on the demon body, making it entangled with more and more 'ink' and trapped inside it. .

His eyes moved towards the three people rushing towards him.

An old lady with gray hair who looked frail on the outside, and two middle-aged men with gloomy eyes surrounded by strange shadows.

After that, there were several people ready to respond, and the Qi in each of them was highly active, but it was not known what kind of methods they had.

So he dodged and ran to the side. Using his hands and feet, he turned around on the big pillar where two people were hugging each other, and climbed to the second floor like a monkey climbing a tree.

Immediately afterwards, there was a boom!

One of the middle-aged men, who was surrounded by shadows, actually broke the big pillar that the two of them were hugging and took a shortcut to punch Ji Xing!

Rumble——

Because the load-bearing pillar exploded, the place Ji Xing stepped on also toppled and tilted.

There was nowhere to use his feet to dodge, so Ji Xing raised his left hand, which was dyed with golden light, to welcome the middle-aged man to slash hard, bang——!

In the sound of metal and iron chiming, it is clear that Ji Xing is on top and he is below, but they are not directly knocked down by Ji Xing, but are briefly connected in the air.

Where they collided, there was even a roaring wind. The gravel powder that was originally shot with the broken pillar and was not as fast as the middle-aged man was blown away by this strong wind.

Unlike the Feng family's Ju Ling Qi, the Wang family's Ju Ling Qi will have an additional kind of 'service spirit'.

You can strengthen yourself by eating spiritual bodies.

This man was so full of grudges that he seemed to have been practicing for decades with his strength and physique. Even if Zhang Lingyu performed the Golden Light Curse with this punch, he would still be hit with many holes in his body!

But after all, he couldn't fly. He was still facing Ji Xing. As Ji Xing's feet tilted even more, his body quickly fell down. But at the same time, there was already a middle-aged man with a grudge and that hair. The gray old lady was attacking from the left and right!

As people say, when things go wrong, there must be a monster. The old lady who seems to be frail may be more dangerous, but at this moment Ji Xing still chooses to face her.

This is indeed a trap.

The middle-aged man grinned when he saw this. Not only did he stop chasing Ji Xing, but he kicked off the ground and jumped a little away, as if to dodge something. The old lady suddenly turned around and gave her back to Ji Xing.

"Please Bai Daxian'er! Upper body~!"

A strange accent echoed.

A magnificent and terrifying momentum came over.

People who practice cultivation are called strangers.

Animal practice is called "spirit".

In the Northeast, there is a lineage of Chuma Immortals, who cultivate the ability to gain strength from elves. Among them, the five major Immortal families are the most respected.

And Bai Xianer, whose scientific name is Hedgehog!

昘昘——

In an instant, countless sharp gray thorns bulged out from the old lady's back, and exploded and spread out at the same time, covering Ji Xing like a sky and a blanket!

The gray thorns on the body of Bai Xian'er, who has been practicing for thousands of years, have more penetrating power than bullets and can easily penetrate steel plates.

This thing really surprised Ji Xing. Chumaxian's lineage was killed by Julingshang, and he should be respected by Shilao Guan Shihua. The Wang family actually has one, and he is not afraid of being eaten?

We are both from Northeastern China, why should we be too impatient with each other? This really makes me feel like a hedgehog.

Then it starts with you.

Ji Xing flipped his right hand and struck with the knife he borrowed from Feng Baobao at an angle - caressing and slashing!

Buzz - the air vibrates!

A crescent moon slashed out from the short blade, instantly doubling its energy.

When some gray thorns touched the crescent moon, they froze suddenly, and then split and exploded from the middle like bamboo, not blocking the blade even half!

What power is this? !

As soon as the old lady showed her fear, her back was bleeding open. She vomited out blood, and with the light of the crescent moon, she cut the second-floor pavilion dozens of meters away before she fell to the ground, soaked in a pool of blood!

"Mrs. Qi?!"

"What is that? Wu Wangjian?!"

"Impossible! In this era, there are still young people practicing swordsmanship? They still use those small kitchen knives. How could it be so powerful?!"

"Fourteen." Ji Xing's movements did not stop at all. While part of the gray thorns were cut open, he walked through them. He avoided all the gray thorns with two sounds of clothes being torn.

Most of the gray spines shot into the wall, and one of them was intercepted by Ji Xing's hook.

After whining and spinning in mid-air for several times, Ji Xing kicked him into the distance. His speed was so fast that it even made a whistling sound that ripped through the air!

Someone wanted to intercept him, but after kicking the gray thorn, Ji Xing also fell back to the first floor. He stepped on the ground with a rumble and was shot out at the same time.

"Don't be distracted!"

"Leave it to the old man and the others over there!"

"Don't let him get close to you easily! Trap him to death!"

Amidst several shouts, a senior member of the Wang family with a stern appearance opened his hands into claws, and a twisted ghost rose behind him.

For the Wang family who mastered the service of spirits, most of the ghosts obtained by the generals of Juling were eaten by them to strengthen themselves, and the few remaining ones had some special abilities.

This ghost was once a famous poison master during his lifetime!

It flew and intercepted in front of Ji Xing, opened its mouth wide, and sprayed out a mouthful of purple mist. The mist spread very quickly and wrapped around Ji Xing in the shape of a hemisphere with a diameter of several meters. However, Ji Xing just swung his blade and wiped out the mist. The spirit and poisonous mist split into two parts at the same time.

But at the same time, more attacks were coming, making him fly and dodge.

On the other side, the gray thorn kicked by Ji Xing pierced the ink ball wrapping the demon and also pierced the demon's body. However, this kind of injury healed instantly for the three corpses, but it made the embarrassed demon burst out with an even more ferocious aura!

The missing ink ball was completely torn apart by its demonic claws. When it was freed, it flapped its wings and came to Wang Ai as if it were leaping through space. Its claws scratched Wang Ai's head.

clang--

There was a sound of gold and iron, and a red light barrier blocked the sharp claws. The power transmitted through it still made Wang Ai roll and get out.

"Father!" The two sons shouted in shock, not daring to keep splashing ink towards the demon.

"I'm fine!" Wang Ai got up and shouted, his eyes swept in the distance, and he roared: "Girl Qi was killed, and the little bastard still hid his sword skills." The attack of this three corpses almost shattered my magic weapon in one go. The anger is so heavy, the number one college student? Sure enough, it’s not a good thing! ’

"Boss and Fourth! Stop splitting your efforts and let him use martial arts and Qimen! Let's seal the three corpses with all our strength!"

In the recent collision, in order to prevent Ji Xing from using his martial arts skills, the father and son had been covering a few hundred meters in radius with Qi, turning the vast land into their canvas, and constantly changing the direction of the Qi flow. This makes it difficult for Ji Xing to set up a strange pattern, but of course it also affects his own moves at the same time.

After hearing the order, the aura of the father and son returned to calmness. The demon took the opportunity to break away from the attack and pounced on Wang Ai. As he swung his claws, Wang Ai grabbed his wrist with one hand, tearing the earth apart in the struggle.

It has been more than 70 years since he received the Ju Ling Dispatch. Wang Ai has taken so many spirits that it is difficult to count. There is extremely powerful Qi hidden in that short and fat body, and the brilliance of the explosion is as deep as ink!

Bang——

When the demon's other claw was clasped by the other hand, it opened its mouth fiercely and stuck out its tongue to stab. The long tongue like a spear was once again blocked by Wang Ai's magic weapon, and once again Wang Ai flew out spinning.

But at the same time, two black chains wrapped around his body from two directions, tightening the demon's wings and legs and locking him to the ground!

"Shen Tu - Immortal Binding Rope!"

The demon roared silently and struggled, but could not escape its grasp. Wang Ai rushed back in time, and his two sons also rushed towards it, drawing with three brushes in the air.

"Shen Tu-Death Bell!"

clang--

A huge ink-colored bell crashed down, and the reverberation chamber cut off all the breath of the three demon corpses.

"Hmph -" Wang Ai snorted and breathed out for a long time: "Successfully sealed... Meet the magic of my Wang family, you little bastard..."

He looked to the other side, but his expression suddenly froze, his pupils shrank sharply, and the faces of his two sons also had a look of surprise.

"Wang He!"

Ji Xingzheng's shoulder blades were arched back, and his arms were retracted to his chest. He used a weird posture to avoid a punch from Wang He, one of the middle-aged men who were haunted by resentful spirits. He grabbed his arm and clicked it into a weird shape.

The broken bones even pierced through the flesh and clothes, which looked tragic.

Wang He's screams were also very loud, but Ji Xing quickly pushed his arm and elbowed his chest. The golden light burst and directly shattered all of Wang He's internal organs, freeing him and the evil spirit!

This move was very strange, and Wang Ai had never seen it before, but he was not shocked by it.

When Ji Xing killed Wang He alone, the others were retreating and distanced themselves, and only sporadic attacks were made to try to stop him, but Wang Ai was not surprised by it.

He was shocked by the other three corpses lying near Ji Xing!

"What happened...?"

"There are 10 left." Wang He, who had lost his life, fell beside him. Ji Xing finished counting and looked in the direction of Wang Ai: "I just killed one-third of them. Is the demon not going to work? It's normal. Those three should be the strongest. After all, it's just one corpse."

The fierce battle was briefly calmed down.

There were only 7 people left of the 12 people who originally besieged Ji Xing. They all retreated a long distance, with a difficult and ugly face, staring at Ji Xing heavily.

"What happened?! Is it his martial arts?!" Wang Ai's unbelievable roar sounded again from afar, and people were approaching at high speed.

That was the top player of his Wang family, who was a hundred-to-one in the alien world, and some of them were equipped with magic weapons. It was only half a minute of full-strength sealing of the three corpses, and four died? !

Is Li He killing chickens? !

Five deaths were Wang Ai's expected loss tonight, but the target to be killed was only a little torn in clothes, not even injured!

They had already lost five people!

"No, it's a move I haven't seen before. There are some shadows of various martial arts schools, and it seems that there are some things from Western schools and island schools." An old man from the Wang family said with difficulty: "It should be a combination of the self-created skills of various schools. Old man, your judgment is correct. If you get his spirit, my Wang family will prosper ten times! But tonight... It's really a bit dangerous.

Can't let him get close. No matter who among us, as long as he gets close to us... Almost dead!"

Close to us, dead? !

Self-created? Self-created again? !

It is not enough to create a martial arts wonder at a young age, but you can also create another powerful technique? !

In fact, this is not something that Ji Xing has created in the world of Under One Person, but the thing he is best at that he has never used!

Tai Chi? Golden Bell Cover? Buddhist Kung Fu?

Some of them he has come into contact with before, and some of them he has learned from Baidu in the past two years.

But what Ji Xing is best at is the "Infinite Flow Fighting Technique" that he laid the foundation and integrated in the world of Science!

He has not used those things in the world of Under One Person, and he is not very willing to use them. After all, using karate to knock down Tai Chi in a snap makes him feel a little weird, although he knows that this is because he has more than a hundred years of attainment in karate, and only two or three years in Tai Chi.

But tonight is different. Tonight he is killing people and fighting with the Wang family! It is stupid not to use all your skills at this time, and it would be stupid to regret it after the car overturns!

He used the swordsmanship of old man Yamamoto to kill the old lady Bai Xianer, and everything else is available later.

Karate, Brazilian war dance, Israeli fighting skills, and the essence of Chinese traditional martial arts that I have absorbed in the past two years.

People call the state of practicing a martial art to its peak "great success", but at this moment, Ji Xing, who has used all his skills, can no longer be described as martial arts.

If I have to say it, it's probably perfection?

The old Tianshi once told Lu Jin that he saw the mysterious "Daoyun" in Ji Xing, but in fact he was wrong. At that time, Ji Xing was practicing the martial arts Qimen, and there was always a small Qimen pattern within 30 cm around him. Feng Shayan couldn't hit him no matter how she attacked.

And now, Ji Xing really has the Daoyun.

He had a vague feeling that in this state of full combat power, if his Qi could accumulate to the purity and depth of the old Tianshi, then he could really "ascend"! Although he didn't know what the ascension in this world was like.

He just stood there, and the breath on his body seemed to be integrated into the world.

"Young people are formidable." The old man surnamed Liu played with four iron galls in his hands and said hoarsely: "I have spent my whole life on these four things, but I still haven't mastered them. But you have mastered the martial arts like drinking water. Not only domestic, but also foreign things.

But it would be nice if I could die in your hands. Maybe a hundred years later, after you ascend to heaven, many people will remember our backgrounds. This can be regarded as leaving a name in history, right?"

"Liu Tiedan!" Wang Ai said in a low voice: "Ascend to heaven? Why ascend! Even if there are people who can ascend, they must be the descendants of my Wang family who have detained his spirit!"

"Yes, yes, old man Wang, then let's... continue!" The iron gall hummed and made a sound of breaking through the air.

At the same time, Wang Ai and his father and son also splashed ink on the land of Ji Xing, and countless black grass grew and entangled Ji Xing.

Ji Xing spun his body, dodged two iron galls, and at the same time, he stepped out with strength from his feet, cut off all the black grass, and raised his palm to bounce away the silver needle shot from the other end.

Just as he was about to concentrate his strength to defeat one more person, he suddenly felt a strange and piercing sense of crisis!

His eyes focused and turned to an iron gall that had dodged, and saw it explode with a bang, and a magnificent shock wave, flames, and shrapnel came together!

This is not a martial art or a hidden weapon.

It is a large amount of explosives!

Ji Xing was blown upside down and faced countless attacks in the air. The Wang family, who had originally lost some momentum, suddenly recovered their full strength at this moment!

This was something they had planned long ago.

In this land, private possession and private manufacture of gunpowder is a serious crime, especially for the Yiren family. Anyone can peel off a few layers of their skin, but when it comes to life and death, who cares whether they are guilty or not? !

More than five people were killed or injured, use gunpowder to attack!

Ji Xing really didn't expect this trick, but his strong strength and keen perception allow him to deal with various emergencies in time, unless your Wang family has the ability to shoot a missile here.

When he noticed something strange, he used a golden bell to protect his body. The golden bell was shattered by the impact and his body flew into the air. However, he rolled over like a civet. He avoided most of the shrapnel with precise movements and swatted his palms to meet the attack. The figure moved around in bursts of smoke and dust, shooting out like an arrow!

The old man surnamed Liu showed a trace of bitterness on his face: "You can't even do this? Mr. Wang, I have repaid your kindness!"

Boom——

His body was flying like rags.

Ji Xing turned around: "There are nine left."

Wang Ai roared: "He is injured!! The Wang family, join forces and use Shentu! Lock him up!"

Like a gambler who was about to lose all his chips, he was staring at the spot where Ji Xing's thigh was scratched by shrapnel, shouting that he still had a chance to make a comeback!

Then the impact and roar continued, and the water park gradually collapsed and was destroyed.

…

Before the battle, Wang Bing was sent into the room by Wang Ai and sealed, unable to go out.

Hearing the roar outside, Wang Bing naturally had no intention of sleeping. He wondered what was happening outside. With so many powerful elders from the clan coming, could it be that they were... at war with the Lu family?

Could it be because I scolded that old guy Lu Ci in the evening?

Thinking of this, he really blamed himself for three seconds, but it was only three seconds. He lay on the bed with his legs crossed and listened to the sounds outside.

My Wang family is invincible, and the Lu family is seeking death!

He was leisurely until the ground cracked, revealing a terrified man and he fell down the stairs.

“Bah, bah, bah—what’s going on?!”

Rubbing his bruised shoulders with some annoyance, he climbed out of the ruins and looked around. He immediately noticed some white hair under the bricks and the dilapidated water park.

Swallowing his saliva, he walked over and dug up the soil: "Qi, Grandma Qi...is dead?!"

His expression jumped up in panic, and he walked away tremblingly: "Great grandpa! Great grandpa! What happened?! Are you there?!"

No one responded, but soon Wang Bin found another body.

"Third uncle...third uncle!"

"Grandpa Chen?"

"Teacher Feng...is all dead?!"

"A nightmare, right? It must be a nightmare!"

Wang Bing ran wildly: "Great grandpa! Great grandpa! Wake me up quickly!"

After running to the original exit of the water park, he finally found Wang Ai, but the panic in his eyes seemed to overflow.

Wang Ai's forehead was bleeding profusely, and he was lying softly on the ground, breathing rapidly and weakly.

Not far away, on the opposite side, his uncle and fourth grandfather were each grabbed by the neck and half-lifted in the air. They were already dead, with black and red tears still flowing on their pale faces.

The owner of those two hands was also very familiar to Wang Jing: "Li He... Li He? Damn it! What kind of dream is this?! I shouldn't have such a dream!"

He screamed and started to kill Ji Xing like crazy, but he heard Wang Ai call out.

"Bing'er! Come here, don't go!"

He paused in his steps and turned back slowly.

"T-grandpa..."

"Come here, Bing'er." Wang Ai sat up, smiling kindly even though his face was covered in blood.

Wang Bing walked over tremblingly and heard Wang Ai say: "You young people should not just look at Ju Lingqian, who can be achieved quickly, and learn from our Wang family's ancestral skills. You see, Ju Lingqian will be of no use to him at all. In the end, you have to rely on God.

Using life as a sacrifice, using blood as ink, and cooperating with you, Uncle Feng and Grandpa Qin, we can finally restrain his actions for a short time and buy us time to escape. "

Wang Bing turned around blankly, and then noticed that Li He's body did have some black and red colors, especially his arms and legs. It seemed that only his head could move and he could only blink his eyes.

"He can't move? I'm going to kill him!"

"Baby!" Wang Ai called again: "No, with your Qi, he can break through that thing in an instant. Will you die? Are you afraid of death?"

"I, I, I'm not... not afraid..." Wang Bing turned pale and stuttered: "Dream, there is something scary in the dream..."

Wang Ai smiled, stretched out his hand and said: "That's right, my baby is not afraid of death, but before it's time for you to die, my great grandfather, this old man, can die. I will use the same method to seal him in a while. For a long time, you can run as far as you want and seek shelter wherever you go.”

"me……"

"Be good, let me touch your head again."

Wang Bing's face was stained with runny nose and tears. Hearing this, he slowly crouched over and said, "This is not true... This is definitely not true..."

Click——! !

With a crisp sound, Wang Bing's neck was directly twisted by Wang Ai, and he died in horror and shock!

The affectionate scene of licking the calf suddenly disappeared, and Wang Bing's spirit emerged from the corpse, with eyes full of disbelief: "Sure enough... it really was a dream..."

"It's not a dream, baby..." Wang Ai's expression became ferocious under the blood stain: "You know the family motto of my Wang family! Never take the spirit of blood relatives!

Feng Tianyang, who created the art of summoning spirits and sending generals, was caught and interrogated by my father. He honestly offered the art of summoning spirits and sent generals to beg for mercy, and promised not to pass on the complete art of summoning spirits to the descendants of the Feng family. They only had an incomplete version, but Feng Tianyang had bad intentions!

Serve the spirits, the spirits of blood relatives are the greatest tonic. The deeper the blood relationship, the more compatible the souls are. He wants our Wang family to kill each other!

Humph, ridiculous, such a trick? For decades, there has been no case of fratricide in my Wang family!

But this time, I, Wang Ai, must make an exception. Li He must go to hell with us! "

He stretched out his hand and caught Wang Bing's spirit in his hand. Fear, despair and disbelief became the nutrients of the spirit. Wang Ai half cried and half laughed: "Hate me, baby. My love for you is actually just for today, to eat you! "

Ka-chi——

Wang Bing's spirit was swallowed and chewed by him, Wang Ai's momentum was uncertain, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to be slowly smoothed by a magical force.

"Have you ever thought that Feng Tianyang's real purpose is to make your Wang family members become more and more inferior when they resist the temptation of taking the blood spirit?" Ji Xing said on the opposite side.

"Even the temptation of the blood spirit has been resisted, what other problems can our Wang family have? Other problems are other people's problems!"

Wang Ai stopped swallowing, and then continued to chew with big mouthfuls, and said grimly: "Really? Who knows? Come with me to hell to ask him! "

Buzz——The strengthened spirit left his body, looking 20 years younger. Wang Aiyu used his own spirit and rushed straight towards Ji Xing!

It quickly passed through Ji Xing's body, and the soul launched an attack, but suddenly stopped in the air.

"You...your soul..."

Snap——

Ji Xing's hand broke free from the blood and ink, and smashed Wang Ai's chest with a palm in the air, making him lie together with Wang Bing's body.

He looked back at Wang Ai's spirit, who was unwilling to disappear, and said: "Your baby had a chance to live. I am the god of death."

The backstab of Wang's family gods is difficult to write without a reference. Combat is still the weak point of Siyang. It took me a day to write these 7k. Please vote. I am tired.