Although Wang Ai's expression was gloomy at this time, her heart was filled with uncontrollable ecstasy.
How many people have been searching for decades, but they still can't find a successor of the Eight Wonders.
And now, on their own territory, four of them appeared at once!
Even excluding the Ju Ling sent generals who have already been obtained, there are still three.
Wang Ai knew that this might be the only opportunity he had in his life. If he could master all three of the Eight Wonders, even he could not imagine what the Wang family's strength would reach.
If this scene really happens, then there will no longer be four families, but only the Wang family!
So even though not all the masters in the family are in the capital, Wang Ai still came here with all the capable Wang family members.
More than thirty people, it can be said, were mobilized in full force to ensure that these three people could be captured.
When Zhang Chuyi saw so many people coming from Wang Aima, he knew what he wanted to do, but no one panicked.
"Mr. Wang, what do you want to do with such a big battle?" Zhang Chuyi stepped forward to negotiate with a smile, looking down on all the Wang family masters.
Wang Ai smiled sinisterly and said: "Boys, you are so brave. You dare to come to my Wang family's territory to run wild. I wonder who can save you today!"
"There is something that needs to be clarified. We are only here to rescue people. The one who is really acting wild is the grandson of your family."
Zhang Chuyi pointed at Wang Bing, who was protected by Wang Ai behind him, and said: "Ren Feng Xingtong was walking on the road calmly, but your grandson kidnapped him indiscriminately, and now the police are looking for him all over the city."
Wang Ai sneered: "You kid doesn't understand the rules, why do we, strangers, have to alert the police about our own affairs?"
"Remind me again, we are only here to rescue people. The police were reported by passers-by." Zhang Chuyi sighed and said seriously: "After all, your grandson is so arrogant that he kidnapped people in front of dozens of people on Wangfujing Street. Moreover, the license plate number is not even covered, and those passers-by don’t know that Feng Xingtong is a stranger.”
"Is that so?" Wang Ai glanced at Taisun, who lowered his head and didn't dare to look at her.
Seeing this scene, Wang Ai already understood in her heart.
"In broad daylight in the capital, a kidnapping occurred in full view of the public. How bad do you think this must be?
If you think about it again, how long does it take for the police to conduct surveillance and investigate? "
Zhang Chuyi pointed to the exit in the distance and said: "Get out of the way quickly before things get too big.
It's okay if you don't give in. Let's start fighting now. No matter what the outcome is, Tianxiahui and the company will not let you Wang family go! "
Hearing Zhang Chuyi's threat, Wang Ai's eyes flashed with fear.
The real situation is indeed what Zhang Chuyi said. If the police come, the situation will probably be out of control.
Moreover, the status of these little brats in front of me is not ordinary, and I am not taking any responsibility. If I really take action, I will definitely be held accountable afterwards.
After thinking about it for a while, Wang Ai decided to separate these little guys first.
"Master Feng, he was a little reckless just now. Old man, I want to apologize to you." Wang Ai looked at Feng Xingtong and said sincerely: "You can leave now and go and report to your father that he is safe. Wait. After a while, I will set up a table with drinks to calm your shock!"
Feng Xingtong laughed: "Mr. Wang, you are so polite, but I don't like drinking with people I don't know.
If you sincerely want to apologize, remove the people and let me go drinking with these good brothers. "
"Boy, don't make a toast and be punished with a drink." Wang Ai turned around faster than flipping through a book, and immediately said viciously: "Do you really think Feng Zhenghao can protect you? He and his world will, in my eyes It’s a piece of shit in there!”
"Old coffin, do you have the guts to curse again!" Feng Xingtong clenched his fists until veins popped out, and said through gritted teeth.
No bloody man could bear to have his parents insulted in public. As long as Wang Ai dared to say another dirty word in his mouth, he would risk his life to fight to the death with this old guy Wang Ai.
"You're such a dignified man that you said such vulgar words, Wang Ai, you've really lost your dignity." Zhang Chuyi patted Feng Xingtong on the shoulder and took a step forward: "Since you are so shameless. , then I’m too lazy to talk nonsense to you.”
As he spoke, Zhang Chuyi directly took out his company employee ID card: "I'm going to walk out of here in a big way today. If any of you dare to stop me later, I will immediately remove him from the company and defeat you guys." Rebel!"
"You really used chicken feathers as a command arrow?" Wang Ai had never seen big winds and waves, how could he be frightened so easily.
He took half a step back and said, "I don't have to argue with you, but those standing here and those lying inside are all blood relatives and brothers of the Wang family.
I can't control what they want to do, and I can't control it. "
"Only for these rotten sweet potatoes and stinky bird eggs?" Zhang Chuyi glanced arrogantly at the strangers in the Wang family and laughed loudly: "Single fight or group fight!"
"Boy, don't be too crazy." A thin middle-aged man came out, "I, Wang Jing, will..."
"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Give me a stick!" Seeing Wang Jing stand up, Zhang Chuyi immediately burst into flames and slammed down his stick.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the masters of the Wang family immediately dispersed around, and then released their painted beasts one after another.
Zhang Chuyi's roar was like an attack horn, and Wang Ye and Ma Xianhong, who had been silent all this time, also took action boldly.
After fighting side by side for a short period of time, the three of them had already understood each other's fighting styles.
Wang Ye is weak in melee combat, but all the strangers in the Wang family are blocked by the two human shields of Zhang Chuyi and Ma Xianhong, so he can safely and boldly attack from behind.
Compared with Zhang Chuyi, Ma Xianhong was more flexible. While letting the agency puppet hold the soul-shaking bell, he kept wandering around on the left wing to harass, and at the same time he bombed the right wing with the air cry.
Above his head is the Swallowing Beast. After this vacuum cleaner-like mechanism opens its big mouth, all attacks condensed with Qi will be sucked into its belly.
Even if a few were missed here and there, they were easily defeated by the spells released by Wang Ye.
As for Zhang Chuyi, who was at the front, his attitude could only be described as rampant.
Half of the thirty or so people brought by the Wang family have mastered the painting technique, and the other half are strong warriors.
These dozen warriors originally wanted to work together to take down Zhang Chuyi first with the power of thunder, so they used their special skills as soon as they took action.
Dragon Claw Hand, Prajna Palm, Maha Finger, Wood Burning Sword Technique, Golden Bell Cover, Kasaya Demon Subduing Technique...
Zhang Chuyi didn't know where these Wang family disciples learned Shaolin martial arts, but he was not afraid at all when faced with so many seventy-two stunts.
Shaolin martial arts is famous for its fierceness, but Buddhism is compassionate, more than strong but not enough to kill.
And he also has the power of vajra to protect the body, so Buddhist martial arts will be greatly compromised in front of him.
So despite the fact that these dozen masters were all good at martial arts, Zhang Chuyi didn't pay attention to any of them. He directly used the method of exchanging injuries for injuries, and each of them received a few punches.
After a few rounds, the dozen or so martial arts masters from the Wang family all retreated with solemn expressions, shouting in their hearts: What a fucking ghost!
The Buddha's light was looming on the boy's body, and he was obviously performing Buddhist martial arts.
But this kind of Shaolin martial arts has never been seen in the Wang family martial arts tower.
What's more, more than a dozen Shaolin stunts were thrown at this kid, but he didn't hide or hide to catch them with his face. Apart from making a "dong-dong" sound of gold and iron, nothing happened!
Could it be that this boy is really made of steel poured into iron? !
Thinking of this, a group of Wang family members looked at the brother who was proficient in the golden bell mask and found that he was holding his chest and hissing and gasping for air.
It is also a Buddhist martial art, but compared with others, this golden bell is really not even worthy of carrying shoes.
"What are you looking at me for?" Jin Zhongzhao noticed the meaningful gaze of his companion and said angrily: "You have broken his body-protecting martial arts if you are capable, why are you looking at me!"
"Substitute!" Wang Jing was obviously the backbone of the Wang family. Seeing a difficult idea, he took the initiative to change the opponent with the master of painting.
After hearing Wang Jing's request, Wang Lin, who was in charge of the Danqing group, also wanted it.
Zhang Chuyi's performance was outrageous. How could the two young men in front of him not be evil?
I don’t know where the panda-eyed warlock huddled at the back came from. Ever since he lightly stepped on the ground, the power of all painted beasts’ long-range attacks has plummeted by more than 50%!
What were originally high-pressure water cannons have now become water cannons, and the spells released from him are all terrifyingly powerful.
Also, doesn’t the magician’s spell need to be released according to the position of the Nine Palaces and Bagua after setting the middle palace?
Why didn't that kid move even a single step while Kanlikun Xunzedui fired several spells at him like a machine gun?
If this was still bearable, the boy in white next to him was beyond his comprehension.
Even if his body is densely covered with magic weapons, the long-range attacks of the painting beast are absorbed by the magic weapons above his head, and the close attacks are blocked by the black and red armor on his body. When he is besieged, he even throws dozens of them with a swing of his hand. There were suddenly more machine dolls than them.
In decades of living, Wang Lin has never seen such a weapon refiner!
It was already disgraceful for more than a dozen people to attack two young men, but what made him even more embarrassed was that they couldn't win. If word of this got out, how would he be able to survive in the world in the future?
So when he heard Wang Jing's request for a substitution, Wang Lin agreed without hesitation, and immediately asked the painting beast to turn its gun and attack Zhang Chuyi.
On Wang Jing's side, he led his brothers to besiege Ma Xianhong.
Seeing that these people's fists and kicks were about to hit Ma Xianhong, Wang Ye showed a thief's smile and made a magic spell with his hand: "Lanjin Tuo!"
"Bang bang bang!" A series of muffled sounds came one after another. After the attack, Wang Jing and others all held their wrists or calves, wailing and retreating quickly.
Because the attention was all on Ma Xianhong, they had no idea what Wang Ye had done.
Even if they knew it, it would be useless. After all, this technique had been lost for many years, and even the head of the Shuzi Sect had only heard about it. How could they know how powerful this move was.
The spell of Luanjin Tuo can be said to be strong or weak, and its effect depends entirely on the influence of the caster on the world.
If the person who had been suppressed just now was Wang Weiguo, a rich man, Wang Ye's true energy would have been exhausted in an instant.
But the person who was restrained was Ma Xianhong, which was almost useless to Wang Ye.
In fact, Ma Xianhong is quite powerful, but his impact on the world is quite small, so he doesn't need to spend much effort.
The people who were suppressed were completely isolated from the world, so Wang Jing and others' attacks all hit the space-time barrier. In addition, they used too much force, which actually hurt themselves.
All in all, spells like Luanjin Tuo would seem a bit useless if not paired with a turtle fly body in a duel.
But if it is in this kind of group battle, it is simply a magical skill. As long as it is used properly, it is equivalent to providing an absolute defensive shield to teammates intermittently!
It was obvious that Wang had mastered the essence of this spell, and the timing of its release was astonishingly good.
After knocking Wang Jing and others away, Wang Ye immediately released the spell.
Ma Xianhong, who returned to this world, had doubts in his eyes. He didn't know what happened. He only felt that his eyes were blurred, and those who had just besieged him all retreated.
However, facing such a good opportunity, he was not interested in clarifying the matter. He directly threw two communication mosquitoes at Wang Ye and Zhang Chuyi, and then said loudly: "The capacity of the stealing beast is almost reaching its upper limit. It depends on Come here, let me recharge your batteries!"
"Can it still be charged?" Zhang Chuyi kicked the painting beast that was fighting with him, jumped like a rabbit several times, and came to Ma Xianhong's side.
The swallowing beast hanging above his head suddenly stretched out several tentacles with needles from its big mouth, and plunged into Zhang Chuyi's back with a pop.
The surging true energy poured into Zhang Chuyi's body like a flood, making his originally depleted Dantian instantly full.
"I feel like...I'm going to explode." Zhang Chuyi grinned and let out an extremely comfortable moan. True Qi was continuously injected from the back spine, bringing a rush of pleasure from the tail vertebra to the Tianling Gai.
This extremely pleasant taste made his toes clenched with pleasure and the corners of his eyes trembled.
At this time, he suddenly had a bold idea and shouted: "Old Wang, do me a favor quickly and make the fire in my heart burn brighter!"
"Damn, how did you know that?" Wang Ye was shocked. He didn't tell Zhang Chu Yifeng how the Fenghou Qimen operated.
Zhang Chuyi chuckled: "As soon as the fight started, my Pure Yang Heart Fire was suddenly strong and weak. You are just a warlock. Who else could have done it if it wasn't you?"
"You're quite smart." Wang didn't have too much doubts, and immediately stretched out his hand, and all the fire-related palaces in the Nine Palaces and Bagua Qimen Game were placed at Zhang Chuyi's feet.
There was only a loud bang, and surging flames erupted from Zhang Chuyi's body uncontrollably like an erupting volcano.
Zhang Chuyi opened his arms while laughing excitedly, and the Buddha's light and golden light on his body shot straight into the sky.
The rays of light like a blazing sun piercing the sky made everyone dare not look directly and turned their heads.
In the light of thousands of feet, a majestic Buddha's voice came.
"All appearances are different from each other. King of Karma Fire!"
When people looked at Zhang Chuyi again, they found that he had transformed into a Vajra King wrapped in blazing flames!
(End of chapter)
