Be a Human Again From Conan Chapter 280

  Chapter 280 Reaper (7K 2-in-1 begging for tickets)

  15 people?

  It was a little more than expected, and a little stronger, and Ji Xing might not feel weaker than Tu Junfang among several old guys.

"Mr. Wang is really hardworking. This is most of the Wang family's background, right?" Ji Xing said: "Before the fight starts, I will say the last nonsense. There should be some of you who do not belong to the Wang family. It is too late to quit now. It is not your own business. Don't try your best." .”

"Hehe." One of the tall and thin old men surnamed Liu cupped his hands: "Thank you for your kindness. There is indeed no enmity between us, but thanks to the help of Mr. Wang before, we can only fight with my brother." Field, life and death."

  No one here would underestimate Ji Xing, Wang Ai's assembled lineup, and Ji Xing's daring to come alone, already shows a lot of things!

   Except for the old man surnamed Liu, several other people with foreign surnames did not say a word, as a default.

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

   This sentence is also synonymous with war.

   As soon as the voice fell, there were only a few puffs of water splashing, and several fountain water columns rose from the slide pool in the distance, but their color was instantly dyed black, like ink.

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

  The pattern of strange gates has become difficult to expand.

  Ji Xing glanced at Wang Ai who was Xing Qi, and behind him were two old men who looked somewhat similar to Wang Ai... Are you going to fight father and son?

   "On it, monster!"

  Hoo—

  A gust of black wind blew around him, and the figure of the corpse-hating monster appeared in front of him, and immediately flapped its wings, rushing straight towards the fifteen members of the Wang family like a goshawk pouncing on its food!

   "Huh? Three corpses?"

   "What a fierce hostility!"

   "Scatter!"

  Fifteen people jumped and separated, even Wang Ai, who was short and fat, moved very quickly.

  The next moment, the old man surnamed Liu turned his wrist, and suddenly there were two iron galls as big as bull's eyes in his hand, and he threw them at the monster's corpse.

  The Iron Gallbladder flew at an extremely fast speed, like two cannonballs, when they collided with the demon's waving claws, they rubbed out flying fire meteors, and its strong force briefly suppressed the demon's movements.

   "Boss and fourth!" Wang Ai shouted.

   At the same time, he and his two sons, one on the left, one on the right, and one in the middle, dragged their hands together, and the tangible qi condensed into three huge brushes, splashing ink!

Three long rivers sprang up from the fountain of ink that spewed out, spanning dozens of meters to capture the monster, and after being torn apart by the monster's sharp claws, it turned into splashed ink droplets, contaminating the monster's body, making the originally pitch-black body became darker.

   Its movements became sluggish for an instant.

"Shentu is like this, using qi as ink and everything as paper." Ji Xing watched the three old men painting on the demon body, making it entangled by more and more 'ink' and trapped in it .

   His eyes shifted to the three people rushing towards him.

  An old lady with gray hair and a frail appearance, and two middle-aged men with dim eyes surrounded by strange shadows.

   Afterwards, there were still a few people preparing to respond, and the qi on each of them was highly active, but it is not known what kind of means they have for the time being.

  So he flashed his body and ran to the side, using both hands and feet, he turned around on the big pillar with two people hugging each other, like a monkey climbing a tree to the second floor.

   Immediately after, there was a bang!

  One of the middle-aged men who was entangled in shadows broke the big pillar that the two embraced straightly, took a shortcut and punched Ji Xing!

  Boom—

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

  There was nowhere to dodge under his feet, so Ji Xing raised his left hand, which was stained with a golden light, and slashed down to meet the middle-aged man, clang—!

  Among the sound of gold and iron singing, it was clear that Ji Xing was above him and he was below, but he was not directly smashed down by Ji Xing, but was briefly connected to the air.

  At the place where they collided, there was even a howling gust of wind, and the crushed stone powder that was not as fast as the middle-aged man's speed, which was originally shot by the broken pillar, was blown away by this strong wind.

  Different from the generals of the Feng family, the generals of the Wang family have a more "obedience to the spirit".

   Can strengthen oneself by eating spirit bodies.

  This person is full of grievances. His energy and physique seem to have been practiced horizontally for decades. Even if Zhang Lingyu performed the Golden Light Curse with this punch, he would still have multiple holes in his body!

But after all, he couldn't fly, and he was still facing Ji Xing. As Ji Xing's feet tilted even more, his figure quickly fell down, but at the same time, there was already a middle-aged man haunted by grievances and that hairy man. The gray old lady came from both sides!

  People often say that when something goes wrong, there must be a demon, and the seemingly weak old lady is likely to 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 stopped chasing Ji Xing, but jumped a little away, as if dodging something, while the old lady turned around suddenly and gave his back to Ji Xing.

   "Bai Daxian, please! Upper body~!"

  The strange accent echoed.

  A majestic and terrifying aura is coming.

  People who practice cultivation are called aliens.

  Animal practice is called 'elf'.

  In the Northeast, there is a lineage of Chumaxian, which cultivates the ability to invite the upper body of the elves to gain strength, and among them, the five great immortals are respected.

   And Bai Xianer, whose scientific name is Hedgehog!

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

  The ash thorns from Bai Xian'er, who has practiced for thousands of years, have more penetration than bullets, and can easily penetrate steel plates.

   This thing really surprised Ji Xing, the lineage of Chumaxian was sent to death by Juling, and it should be respected by Shi Lao Guan Shihua, and the Wang family has one, so they are not afraid of being eaten?

  Both are from the Northeast, so why bother with each other, this is really going to turn me into a hedgehog.

   Then let's start with you.

   Ji Xing flipped his right hand, and struck diagonally with the knife he borrowed from Feng Baobao—caress and chop!

  嗡—air vibration!

  A round of crescent moon cut out from the short blade, instantly doubled with Qi.

  Some ash thorns stopped suddenly when they touched the crescent moon, and then split and exploded from the middle like a moso bamboo, not blocking the blade's edge!

   What kind of power is this? !

  As soon as the old lady showed her horror, blood spurted from her back. She vomited blood, and followed the crescent moon to cut the pavilion on the second floor by dozens of meters before falling to the ground, soaked in a pool of blood!

   "Old lady Qi?!"

   "What is that? King Wu Sword?!"

   "Impossible! There are still young people practicing swords in this era? They still use that kind of small kitchen knife, how could it have such power?!"

   "14." Ji Xing's movements did not stop at all, while some of the ash thorns were cut open, he walked through it, and avoided all the ash thorns amidst the sound of his clothes being torn.

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

  After whining and spinning a few times in mid-air, it was kicked into the distance by the spinning Ji Xing. Its speed was so fast that it even made a whistling sound of tearing the air!

  Someone wanted to intercept it, but after kicking the ash thorn, Ji Xing also fell back to the first floor, stomping on the ground with a bang and kicking out at the same time.

   "Don't be distracted!"

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

   "Don't be approached by him easily! Trapped him to death!"

   During a few shouts, a stern-looking senior from the Wang family stretched out his hands into claws, and a twisted ghost rose up behind him.

  For the royal family who mastered the spirit obedience, most of the ghosts obtained by the detaining generals were eaten by them to strengthen themselves, and the few remaining had some special abilities.

   This ghost was once a poison master with a great reputation!

It flew to intercept Ji Xing, opened its mouth wide, and spewed out a mouthful of purple mist. The mist spread extremely fast and wrapped itself in a hemisphere with a diameter of several meters towards Ji Xing. The spirit and the poisonous mist were divided into two points at the same time.

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

   On the other side, the ash thorn kicked by Ji Xing pierced the ink ball that wrapped the demon, and also pierced the demon's body. However, this kind of injury, for the three corpses, healed in an instant, but it would make the shamed monster burst out with a more fierce aura!

  The missing ink ball was completely torn apart by its demonic claws, and the freed it flapped its wings, and came to Wang Ai like a space leap, and scratched Wang Ai's head with its sharp claws.

   There was a cry of gold and iron, and a red light barrier blocked the sharp claws, but the force transmitted through it still made Wang Ai roll and roll out.

   "Father!" The two sons shouted in shock, not daring to stop splashing ink on the monster.

   "I'm fine!" Wang Ai got up and shouted, his eyes swept away from a distance, and he groaned angrily: "Girl Qi has been killed, and the little **** has hidden sword skills." The attack of the three corpses almost shattered my magic weapon at once. The hatred is so heavy, the champion college student? Sure enough, it's not a good thing! '

   "Boss and fourth! Don't divide your efforts, let him use martial arts! Let's seal the three corpses with all our strength!"

In the collision just now, in order to prevent Ji Xing from resorting to martial arts, the father and son have been covering the Qi flow for hundreds of meters, turning the vast land into their canvas, and constantly changing the direction of the Qi flow, It made it difficult for Ji Xing to set up a strange pattern, but it also naturally affected his own moves at the same time.

  After listening to the order, the aura of the father and son returned to normal. The monster took the opportunity to break free and attack Wang Ai, but Wang Ai grabbed his wrist with one hand while waving his sharp claws, and tore the ground apart in the wrestling.

  Having been dispatched by Juling for more than 70 years, the number of spirits Wang Ai has taken is already hard to count. In that short and fat body, there is an extremely powerful qi hidden, and the burst of brilliance is as deep as ink!

  Boom—

  When the demon's other claw was held by the other hand, it opened its mouth fiercely and stabbed with its tongue. With a long tongue like a gun, it was once again blocked by Wang Ai's magic weapon, and Wang Ai flew out in a whirl again.

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

   "God Tu-Binding Xiansuo!"

  The demon roared and struggled silently, but it was impossible to escape. Wang Ai rushed back in time, and his two sons also rushed to this side, and the three brushes drew together in the air.

   "God Paint - Deathstroke!"

  A huge black clock fell, and the echo cut off all the breath of the three demon corpses.

   "Humph—" Wang Ai snorted, and breathed out long: "Successfully sealed... Let's see the magic of my Wang family, little bastard..."

  He cast his gaze to the other side, but his expression froze suddenly, his pupils shrank sharply, and expressions of surprise also climbed up on the faces of his two sons.

   "Wang He!"

I saw that Ji Xing was arching his shoulder blades back, with his arms retracted in front of his chest, and in a strange posture, he dodged a punch from Wang He, one of the middle-aged men haunted by resentful spirits. With a click on its arm, it nooses into a weird shape.

  The broken white bone **** even pierced the flesh and clothes, making it look tragic.

  Wang He's scream was very loud, but Ji Xing quickly pushed his arm, elbowed his chest, and the golden light exploded, directly crushing all of Wang He's internal organs, sending him and the wraith free!

   This kind of trick is very strange, Wang Ai has never seen it before, but he is not shocked by it.

  When Ji Xing single-handedly killed Wang He, everyone else retreated to distance themselves, only sporadic attacks tried to stop, but Wang Ai was not surprised by this.

   What shocked him was the other three corpses lying near Ji Xing!

"what happened?!"

"There are still 10 left." Wang He, who had lost his vitality, fell beside him, Ji Xing finished counting, and looked in Wang Ai's direction: "I just killed a third, is the demon dead? It's normal, those three should be the last Strong, after all, it's just a three corpse."

  The fierce battle subsided briefly.

  The original 12 people who besieged Ji Xing had now only 7 people left, and they all retreated a long distance away, with grim expressions on their faces, staring heavily at Ji Xing.

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

  That was the top player of his royal family, who existed in the alien world with one out of a hundred, and some even equipped with magic weapons. It was only half a minute to seal the three corpses with all his strength, and four of them died? !

  Is Li He killing chickens? !

  The death of five people is Wang Ai's expected loss tonight, but the target to be killed is only a little torn, not even injured!

   Five of them have already died!

"No, it's a move I haven't seen before. It has shadows of various schools of martial arts, and it seems to have some things from the Western school and the island country school." An old man of the Wang family said awkwardly: "It should be a combination of self-created skills of various schools, old man, Your judgment is correct, with his spirit, my royal family will prosper ten times! But tonight... it's really dangerous.

  We can't let him get close, no matter who we are, as long as we are close to him... we will almost die! "

   Close to the body, must die? !

   Homemade? Self-created again? !

  It's not enough to create a martial arts Qimen at a young age, but can you create another powerful technique? !

  Actually, this is not a new creation of Ji Xing in the world under one person, but something he has never used and is best at!

   Tai Chi? Admiralty? Buddhist kung fu?

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

  But what Ji Xing is best at is, after all, the "Infinite Flow Fighting Technique" that was established and integrated in the world of Ke Xue!

He has never used those things in the world under one person, and he is not very willing to use them. After all, using karate to knock down Tai Chi, he will have some strange feelings in his heart, although he knows it is because of karate. There are more than one hundred years of attainments, and only two or three years of Taijiquan.

   But tonight is different, tonight he is killing people, fighting for life and death with the Wang family! At this time, you don't need to do your best, it would be stupid to regret it when you roll over!

   To kill the old lady Bai Xianer, he used old man Yamamoto's kendo, and everything will follow.

  Karate, Brazilian war dance, Israeli martial arts, and the essence of traditional Chinese martial arts in the past two years.

  People call the state of a martial art practiced to its peak as 'Dacheng', but at this moment, Ji Xing, who has used all his strength, can no longer describe martial arts by him.

   If you have to say it, it is probably consummation?

The old celestial master once told Lu Jin that he saw the mysterious "Dao Yun" on Ji Xing. In fact, he was wrong. At that time, Ji Xing was practicing martial arts, and there was always a small body within 30 centimeters of his body. Feng Shayan has a strange pattern, so Feng Shayan can't hit him no matter what sneak attack.

   And now, Ji Xing really has Dao Yun.

  He has a faint feeling that in this state of full combat power, if his qi can accumulate to be as pure and deep as the old heavenly master, then he can really 'fly up'! Although I don't know what the ascension of this world is like.

  He stood there, but the breath on his body seemed to blend into the heaven and the earth.

"The younger generation is awesome." The old man surnamed Liu played with the four iron gallbladders with both hands, and said hoarsely: "I have spent my whole life on these four things, and I haven't mastered them yet, but you have mastered Dacheng martial arts like drinking water. , and you even learned about things abroad.

  However, if you can die by your hands, it is not bad. Maybe a hundred years later, after you ascend, many people will remember our background. "

   "Liu Tiedan!" Wang Ai shouted in a low voice, "Ascend? Why ascend! Even if there is someone who can ascend, it must be a descendant of my Wang family who has arrested his spirit!"

   "Yes, Mr. Wang, then let's...continue!" Tie Dan buzzed loudly.

   At the same time, Wang Ai, father and son also splashed ink, and the ink painted the land towards Ji Xing, and countless black grasses grew and entwined towards Ji Xing.

   Ji Xing spun his body, and while dodging two iron shots, he stepped out with force from both feet, cut off all the black grass with a puff, and raised his palm to flick the silver needle shot from the other end.

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

  His eyes were fixed, and he turned to an iron gall that had escaped, and saw it explode with a bang, and a magnificent shock wave, flames, and shrapnel arrived!

   This is not a skill or a hidden weapon.

   But a large equivalent of explosives!

  Ji Xing was blown up into the air, and received countless attacks in the air. The Wang family, who had been a little bit sluggish, suddenly regained their full power at this moment!

   This is something they had planned long ago.

  In this land, hiding and making gunpowder privately is a felony, especially the Yiren family, who can peel them a few layers of skin, but when it comes to life and death, who cares about whether they are guilty or not? !

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

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

When he discovered the abnormality, he used the golden bell cover to protect his body. When the golden bell cover was shattered by the impact, his body flew into the air, but turned over like a civet cat, dodging most of the shrapnel during the precise movement, and slapped his palms to meet the attack. The figure moved around in the bursts of smoke and dust, shooting out like an arrow!

  The old man surnamed Liu showed a bit of bitterness on his face: "Can't you even do this? Mr. Wang, I will repay your kindness!"

  Boom—

  His body flew like rags.

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

  Wang Ai yelled: "He's injured! The Wang family, join forces to use the magic paint! Lock him up!"

  Like a gambler who is about to lose all his chips, staring at the place where Ji Xing's thigh was cut by shrapnel, he shouted that he still has a chance to come back!

   Then the impact and roar continued to sound, and this water park gradually collapsed and was damaged.

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

  Hearing the roar outside, Wang naturally didn't want to sleep, guessing what happened outside, so many powerful elders from many clans came, could it be that they... were fighting with the Lu family?

   Couldn't it be because I scolded that old fellow Lu Ci in the evening?

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

  My Wang family is invincible in the world, and the Lu family wants to die!

   He was leisurely until the ground cracked, and he fell from upstairs in horror.

   "Bah bah bah—what's going on?!"

   Rubbing his bruised shoulder annoyedly, he climbed out of the ruins, looked around, and noticed some white hair under the bricks and tiles, as well as the dilapidated water park.

   Swallowing his saliva, he walked over and scraped the dirt: "Qi, grandma Qi...is dead?!"

   His expression flustered, and he walked away tremblingly: "Grandpa! Grandpa! What happened?! Are you there?!"

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

   "Third Uncle...Third Uncle!"

   "Grandpa Chen?"

   "Teacher Feng... are all dead?!"

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

  Wang ran wildly: "Grandpa! Grandpa! Wake me up!"

  Running all the way 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, lying limply on the ground, panting rapidly and weakly.

   On the opposite side not far away, his uncle and fourth grandfather were held in the air by their necks with one hand, and they were already dead, with black and red tears still flowing on their pale faces.

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

  He let out a groan, and frantically rushed towards Ji Xing, but he heard Wang Ai calling.

   "Bing'er! Come here, don't go!"

  He paused and turned back slowly.

   "Great, great grandfather..."

   "Come here, Binger." Wang Ai sat up, smiling kindly even though his face was covered with blood.

Wang Bing walked over tremblingly, and heard Wang Ai say: "You young people, don't patronize the Juling general who can be quick, and learn from our Wang family's family skills. You see, the Juling general is of no use to him. In the end, it depends on God.

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

  Wang looked back in a daze, only to notice that Li He's body did have some black and red colors, especially his arms and legs. It seemed that only his head could be turned and his eyes could be blinked.

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

   "Baby!" Wang Ai called again: "No way, with your qi, if he can break through that thing in an instant, you will die, are you afraid of death?"

   "I, I, I'm not... not afraid..." Wang Bin's face turned pale, and he stammered, "Dream, what's in the dream, what's scary..."

Wang Ai smiled, stretched out his hand and said, "That's right, my baby is not afraid of death, but before you die, the old bone of my grandfather can die. I will use the same method to seal him later." Even longer, you can run as far as you can, and seek refuge wherever you go.”

"me…"

   "Hey, let Grandpa touch your head again."

  Wang Bing's snot and tears had dazzled his face. Hearing this, he slowly squatted over: "This is not true... This is definitely not true..."

  Crack——!

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

  The scene of Ladu's deep love suddenly disappeared, and Wang Bing's spirit emerged from the corpse, his eyes filled with disbelief: “It really is…it's a dream…”

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

Feng Tianyang, who created the Juling General, was caught and interrogated by my father. He offered the Juling General to beg for mercy, and promised not to spread the complete Juling General to the descendants of the Feng family. They had an incomplete version. But Feng Tianyang has no good intentions!

  Serving the spirit and serving the spirit, the spirit of blood relatives is the greatest tonic. The deeper the blood relationship, the more compatible the soul is. He wants our Wang family to kill each other!

   Huh, ridiculous, this kind of trick? For decades, my royal family has not had a single case of cannibalism!

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

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

  Ka Chi—

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

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

   "Even resisting the temptation of the spirit of blood relatives, what problems can our royal family have? Other problems are other people's problems!"

  Wang Ai stopped swallowing, then continued to chew, and said ferociously: "Really? Who knows? Go to **** with me and ask him!"

  嗡—The strengthened spirit came out of the body, looking twenty years younger Wang Aiyu used his own spirit and rushed straight towards Ji Xing!

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

   "You...your soul..."

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

  He turned his head to look at Wang Aizhi's spirit who was unwilling to disappear, and said: "Your baby had a chance to live, but the Lord is the **** of death."

   Wang Jiashentu and other backstabs are difficult to write without any reference. Combat is still the weakness of Siyang. It took me a whole day to write this 7k, and I was tired of asking for votes.

  (end of this chapter)

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