Chapter 24: The Role of Thorn Flowers
Wu Zhaocai was unforgiving, and before Jiang Ping could get up from the ground, he flew up and kicked Jiang Ping away again.
With the continuous attacks, blood flowed from the corners of Jiang Ping's mouth, and he was no longer able to resist.
The third time, Wu Zhaocai had to rush over, but when he just wanted to lift his legs, he suddenly found that he couldn't walk, and when he looked down, he saw that his feet were entangled by a mass of plants that came out of nowhere.
Wu Zhaocai tried his best to get rid of it, but as soon as he got rid of the thorn, a thorn appeared from the ground again, and quickly wrapped his legs.
"Wu Dashao, just do it!" Jiang Feng said coldly.
These thorns were summoned by Jiang Feng, and although he was a non-martial spirit, he was not completely useless. The thorn's winding and binding functions are also quite powerful.
Wu Zhaocai was trapped by thorns, and his anger immediately turned to Jiang Feng. With a strange scream, Wu Zhaocai struggled to kick away those thorns and pounced on Jiang Feng.
Although Jiang Feng is not a martial spirit, his spiritual power value has reached the peak of the Great Perfection and full grid. The ability to control the Thorn Tree is far stronger than that of the average human.
Therefore, Wu Zhaocai had just gotten rid of the shackles of thorns, and the thorns came out again, swarming up and entwining Wu Zhaocai.
"Wow, Jiang Feng, I'm going to kill you!"
Wu Zhaocai was upset by the thorns and was completely enraged.
In particular, the thorns with spikes on them also have the effect of slightly poisonous anesthesia, even if Wu Zhaocai casts the beast martial spirit and the big violent bear, he can be immune to ordinary pain, but he can't help the repeated entanglement of the thorns, which makes it difficult for him to endure.
Wu Zhaocai had to bend down and tear these thorns with his hands to get rid of the thorns. However, to his surprise, his hand grasped the thorn, and new thorns stretched out, and quickly wrapped his arm around him.
The thorns were spreading rapidly, and in an instant, they had spread all over Wu Zhaocai's body.
Jiang Feng manipulated the thorns, and felt a trace of relief in his heart. It was the first time he had cast the Spirit Thorn, but he had received an unexpected effect. He felt that his non-martial spirit thorn flower was more effective than other people's beast martial spirits!
But at this time, Wu Zhaocai, who was stabbed by the thorns and stabbed all over his body, began to redden, and gradually lost his mind.
Suddenly, Wu Zhaocai roared, stretched out his arms and shook, the thorns wrapped around his body broke inch by inch, and all the thorns turned into spiritual power and collapsed.
Wu Zhaocai only had Jiang Feng in his eyes, and he became like a manic and angry raging bear, rushing towards Jiang Feng with an astonishing momentum.
"Not good!"
Jiang Feng saw the thorns collapse and knew that something was wrong. Although his spiritual power value is very high, when he collapses, he can't use his instrument spirit again in a short period of time, and in the face of the angry Wu Zhaocai, he can only retreat.
In the face of Wu Zhaocai's almost crazy swoop, Jiang Feng kept retreating, but because Wu Zhaocai used the beast martial spirit, there was a significant gap in speed.
Once he came and went, he was about to be caught up by Wu Zhaocai, and the situation was very dangerous.
Wang Zhen and the others were some distance away from Jiang Feng, and even if they wanted to go over to help, they couldn't quench their thirst.
Just when Wu Zhaocai frantically pounced on Jiang Feng's approach, ready to give Jiang Feng a fatal blow, a phantom that soared at great speed accurately crossed between Wu Zhaocai and Jiang Feng.
"Boom"
Wu Zhaocai's full blow, with the unrivaled power of the Great Violent Bear, completely hit this shadow. And with Wu Zhaocai's ability to control the beast martial spirit, even if he wants to stop at this moment, he may not be able to take it back.
Oops, bad things!
However, the result was unexpected, hundreds of catties of huge energy bombarded out, not only did not cause any damage to the shadow, but made Wu Zhaocai be counterattacked, lose control, and fly out upside down.
When Wu Zhaocai was slammed to the ground, his beast martial spirit immediately collapsed, and his consciousness gradually regained consciousness.
Someone dared to scare him, this was what made Wu Zhaocai the most angry, he didn't care about the pain, he was about to scold when he got up, but his mouth just opened, and he froze.
Because it was none other than his father, Wu Fusheng!
As a Great Spirit Master level, in the face of Wu Zhaocai's powerful attack, he could easily stop it without sacrificing the Beast Martial Spirit at all. It can be seen that the gap between the two is huge. On the other hand, Wu Fusheng showed some mercy to his son's subordinates, otherwise Wu Zhaocai would suffer and inevitably suffer internal injuries.
Wu Fusheng had a gloomy face, looked at his son with a puzzled face, and said coldly: "Presumptuous, you are both from Jiangzhen, not enemies, how can you kill each other!"
"Father, please listen to my explanation......"
"There is no need to say anything, if I am one step late, you will make a big mistake!" Wu Fusheng reminded Wu Zhaocai and said: "Although your strength is not strong, this blow is enough to make Jiang Feng fatal, you had better restrain me in the future and use all your strength to deal with demonic beasts!"
"Father, I know I'm wrong. ”
Hearing his father's warning, Wu Zhaocai was also surprised in his heart, he just wanted to teach Jiang Feng a hard lesson, but he was in a state of madness just now, and almost killed Jiang Feng by mistake, it was really too much.
Wu Fusheng taught his son a lesson, turned his face to look at Jiang Feng, he seemed to appreciate Jiang Feng's performance just now, and said with a smile: "You are a non-martial spirit, and you can use the instrument spirit to such a realm, which can be regarded as very talented." Let's go, all of you!"
"Thank you for saving your life!" Jiang Feng saluted Wu Fusheng, turned around and left with Jiang Ping, Wang Zhen and the others.
Wu Fusheng waved his hand and motioned for Wu Zhaocai to leave with him. But just then, a few more people came from the other side.
The men apparently heard that there was something going on here, and went straight to the place.
Jiang Feng subconsciously glanced at it, but found that these people didn't know each other at all, and they weren't the other members of the group they had tried.
"Brother Feng, let's not go first, I don't think these people are good. Wang Zhen leaned in and whispered.
"Well, act on the spot. ”
There were five of these people, and the leader was a young man with a fair complexion, thin eyebrows and long eyes, and luxuriously dressed, who looked about the same age as Jiang Feng and them, but his face was full of arrogance.
Behind him, the four people who followed, two on one side, the four people were tall, their breath was calm, their feet were steady, and they were all wearing weapons around their waists, and in terms of temperament, they were all masters.
The young man did not take the initiative to talk to Wu Fusheng, but stared at the bison next to him who was killed.
"Give me a knife!"
The young man almost ignored Wu Fusheng's father and son, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he asked for a sharp knife from the entourage behind him. Walk up to the bison and start shutting down the bison's head.
The bison had already died, and the sharp knife in the hand of the key young man was unusually sharp.
"Snort" "Snort"
The tough cowhide is easily cut and cut to the bone.
Remove the meat.
Bone cremweed.
It only took a few seconds for the cow's head to open its head, revealing a white cow's brain.
Wu Zhaocai suddenly woke up, jumped up with an arrow step, and said coldly: "Assistant, what are you doing, this bison was killed by me, and everything on the cow is mine!"
The young man stopped and slowly looked up at Wu Zhaocai.
"What are you?" said the young man arrogantly.