Wang Bing has something like Gu poison, and the purple fire in Jiangxin is actually not that weak.

In the previous fight, Jiang Xin kicked a ball of purple fire on Wang Ging while he was hitting the poison into his palm.

At that time, he was determined to poison Jiang Xin, so he naturally could not notice that his hind legs were covered with a ball of inextinguishable flame.

When playing tricks, Jiang Xin has various methods in his mind. It is just the most insignificant one to deal with Wang Bing.

The purple fire uses Qi as fuel and is difficult to extinguish. It is forcibly consuming Wang Bing's Qi every moment.

In addition, he was furious and attacked his heart, but he had no results for a long time. By now, most of the Qi in his body has been consumed.

Let’s look at Jiang Xin himself. Except for the first time when he attacked fiercely, he later used the golden bell cover and ice crystal to defend himself, so he consumed very little of his energy.

"Why, is the eldest master of the Wang family only able to poison this method?" Jiang Xin mocked: "And I'm afraid that you are not the only one who likes this kind of poison that can only cause diarrhea?"

"If you are only this level of the eldest son of the Wang family... you may not be able to get the Tongtianlu..."

"Why...why...why are you all going against me..."

The flame of right thigh began to expand, and Wang Bing's entire state gradually changed, and wisps of unique black gas penetrated from behind.

During the entanglement, spirit bodies like ghosts were formed. Strands of ghost energy dissipated, and the air instantly became biting cold.

"What move is this? Why does it suddenly feel so cold!"

"How can I know? But at first glance, it's not a simple thing. I'm afraid it's not related to ghosts or spirits."

"The spirits are detained and sent generals, this is detained and sent generals!" Someone also guessed: "Have you forgotten, the spirits are detained and sent generals from the Feng family in the world!"

"That eight-strange technique?! But isn't that the Feng family's family-born kung fu? Why does the Wang family do it?"

"Then I don't know."

The audience outside the venue was talking a lot. Jiang Xin looked at the ethereal spirit body, but his eyes suddenly lit up: "Restrain the spirit and send the generals! Finally come out."

What was his continuous mockery and fight? Isn’t it just the Wang family got from the Feng family to send troops?

Now that the goal has appeared, there is no need to hold back.

The hands passed by his waist, and a silver light flashed. Eighteen flying knives broke out into the air with conspicuous blue light, piercing the king and his body with a sharp sound of wind.

Looking at the dozens of streamers that were shuttled back and forth in the air and completely locking the king, Zhang Chulan looked at Xu San here: "Is this... the flying knife to kill the immortal?"

"No, it's just the motivation."

Xu San shook his head: "It's just that Jiang Xin's innate spirit is too powerful, powerful enough to control a total of 18 flying knives at the same time and dance in the air with different trajectories, with different talents."

"Is this different from that Jia Zhengliang's flying knife?"

"Of course." Xu San nodded: "Jiajia Village has selected objects since she was a child and uses unique methods to warm them with Qi. The better the talent and the stronger the spirit, the more objects you can control."

"Jia Zhengliang's brother Jia Zhengyu is very talented and cannot control more objects at the same time, so he only has three dragon pecking cones. But Jia Zhengliang is different. He has sufficient breath and strong spirit, and is able to control 12 flying knives with all his energy, which is already his current limit."

"But this one is completely different. Using mind power to control 15 flying knives is several times more difficult than Jia Zhengliang's 12. In addition, he is still using other means, so this spirit is no longer human."

"Then isn't he stronger than Jia Zhengliang?"

"Different." Xu San shook his head: "The urination requires qi and breath to nourish the body since childhood. The human and the instrument are almost one. It is almost impossible for others to take away the control of the instrument."

"But the mind power is different. If you encounter a more powerful mind power user, you may lose control in an instant. Moreover, if your thunder magic or golden light mantra is strong enough, you can tear the mind power on the flying knife and make the flying knife lose control."

"Originally, Mind Power should be controlled simply and the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of precision operation, but in Jiang Xin's hands, Mind Power tastes the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of

"If it were actual combat, Wang Bing would no longer die. But he would not be able to hold on now, and he would not know what he wanted to do."

If Jiang Xin heard it, he would probably give the answer immediately: What should he do? Of course, he is trying to find a way to get the spirits and send troops to detain him! These are eight strange skills. As the saying goes, there are many skills that don’t suppress you. No matter whether he uses it or not, learn it first!

Tear-

With a burst of tearing sound, Wang Bing was about to rush on the spirit body like a hungry beast, swallowing the ghost spirit and digesting it.

The method of surrendering the spirit, the power of robbing the spirit body was integrated into the body. Suddenly, a wave of distorted but extremely powerful aura appeared from the body, and the Qi covered the body like a substance.

clang-

A buzzing sound.

Wang Bing reached out and grabbed the flying knife that was constantly cutting the body-protecting Qi, and his face was full of absurd laughter: "Hahaha! Did you see it? Did you see it! This is the real power!"

As soon as the black qi moved, Jiang Xin's thought power attached to the flying knife was instantly washed away. With a wave of his hand, the flying knife penetrated deeply into the wall.

"Get aside for annoying things!" Zhang Kuang smiled, Wang Bing jumped a few times, and after more than a dozen crisp metal buzzing, the flying knife was bounced out.

It was not until then that Wang Bing looked at Jiang Xin again: "Dog thing! I see what other means do you have now!"

"Yeah..."

Jiang Xin smiled slightly, the three colors of purple, gold and blue qi flowed on the surface of the body, and a little under his feet disappeared from the king's sight in an instant.

Bang!

With a dull collision, Wang Bing flew backwards in an instant, and a wisp of black qi dissipated and disappeared.

"So that's it." Looking at the black Qi that had hovered in the palm of his hand, Jiang Xin felt that he seemed to understand something.

"Others' method of asking for spirits is to use the power and energy of the spirit itself to achieve all kinds of magic. Your spirit is like a furnace, and no matter what spirit is, it is stuffed into it as fuel and nutrients."

"At first glance, the energy obtained by the Burning Spirit will become one of our own, but in the long run, it is better to not burn some things."

"It's all your business! I'm happy with it!"

Wiping off the blood from the corner of his mouth, Wang Geng stood up again: "What are you? You dare to point fingers at my detained general... Uh!"

Bang-

"Why, haven't you discovered that you are a waste yet..." Looking at Wang Ging who flew backwards again, Jiang Xin slowly walked over: "When you face me, you don't have a slight chance of winning. You should just admit that you are a waste who is useless except for your family background, and then surrender."

"Impossible...Impossible!" Kneeling on the ground, Wang Bing's entire body weakened to the extreme: "Why is this happening...Why!"

"I'm not convinced!"

With a roar like a wild beast, Wang Bing suddenly stood up and stretched out his hand with a move. A spirit with some illusion appeared in his hand.

"Suppress the spirit and send the generals! The spirit body is on the upper body!"
Chapter completed!