Chapter 27: Master Wang's Confidence (Fourth Update)
"Wait. β
The old woman suddenly spoke to stop Tang Jing's movements.
Lin Tianyu's eyes lit up, as if he had grasped the last straw, and hurriedly said with emotion: "Mother, mother, help me, I know it's wrong, I promise never to dare in the future!"
While begging for mercy, Lin Tianyu cried bitterly, with a great sense of repentance and reform.
"Madam, this kind of scum doesn't know how to repent at all, you have given him many chances, you must not continue to forgive!"
Tang Jing said anxiously.
If it weren't for Lin Tianxun wiping his ass behind his back all these years, with what Lin Tianyu did, I'm afraid he would have died a long time ago, and where would he have survived until now?
The old woman waved her hand, looked at Lin Tianyu and said: "You were stubborn when you were young, you almost didn't know anything except eating, drinking and having fun, I thought it was for your good, so I didn't let you take over the family business, I didn't expect you to be so grudgeful." β
"Steward Tang, I don't want to see him again. β
Dropping these words, the old woman's whole body seemed to be ten years old again, and even her breathing was much heavier.
"Yes!"
Tang Jing breathed a sigh of relief and had no worries.
"Ahhh Hmm!"
Lin Tianyu's eyes darkened, and he was directly stunned by Tang Jing's palm.
"I'll clean you up later. β
Retracting his palm, Tang Jing stood up, stepped forward and said, "Mr. Bai, this Master Wang will be handed over to me to deal with." β
"Oh?"
Bai Wushuang said in surprise: "Are you sure?"
"This person is just a low-level Dharma cultivator who has just entered the Dao, and he is not much worse than Mr. Bai, within ten steps, I should kill him like killing a chicken. β
Tang Jing said confidently.
Unlike martial artists, warlocks are generally more fragile, so once they are close to a martial artist, it is almost a matter of life and death.
Only warlocks above the Channeling Stage can affect a martial arts master of Tang Jing's level, but there are very few warlocks who can reach the Channeling Stage, no less than a martial arts master in the Huagang Realm, and at present, Tang Jing has only seen Bai Wushuang alone.
"In that case, I'll leave it to you. β
Bai Wushuang said flatly, he also wanted to see Tang Jing's strength.
The so-called warlock is actually a weakened version of cultivation, which is extremely difficult to cultivate, and often can only master one spell.
For example, Master Wang, he practiced the art of resisting ghosts, so he is a master of ghosts, and if he practiced physiognomy, he is a physiognomy master, and so on.
Therefore, the warlock's attack methods are often inferior to a martial artist with small internal strength, let alone Tang Jing, who is at the peak of internal strength?
With permission, Tang Jing jumped forward, instantly crossed a distance of more than ten meters, came to the opposite side of Master Wang, and arched his hand: "In Xia Tang Jing, I have come to receive the teaching." β
Master Wang was originally thinking about how to regain the Yin Soul that he had been cultivating for many years, but when he heard Tang Jing's name at this moment, he suddenly trembled with fright and his face was shocked.
"You are the martial arts master that Lin Tianyu said, Tang Jing?"
"Exactly. β
Master Wang pretended to be calm and said: "Steward Tang, I just collect money to do things, as long as you can return my divine soul relics to me, I can retreat now, and swear never to set foot in Qinghai City again!"
Don't look at those few Yin Souls being easily grasped by Bai Wushuang, in fact, it was Master Wang who spent countless efforts and spent more than ten years to refine them, how could he give them up so easily.
Tang Jing sneered, "Master Wang, don't you think you're too naΓ―ve?"
Master Wang's face sank, and he said gloomily: "So there's nothing to talk about?" Steward Tang, I know you're very powerful, but don't really think that you are invincible in the world, be a man and leave a line, and see each other in the future." β
"Ridiculous!"
Tang Jing waved his hand to interrupt Master Wang and said sharply:
"When you harnessed the Yin Soul to erode my wife's flesh and blood, did you ever think about being a human being and leaving a line?
"Huh. β
Master Wang was not only not afraid at all, but said confidently: "I know that you martial artists have supreme speed and strength, and have always looked down on us warlocks, but do you think I am unprepared?"
"The surname is Tang, I'll let you see my baby today!"
He opened his mouth sharply and let out a piercing scream, a sound that was so undeniable that it was not human.
"Huh!"
A black shadow flew out of his arms, moved slightly in midair, and fell into his palm.
Immediately, I saw a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and the cold aura around him became more and more intense, and it seemed that even the air was about to freeze.
Tang Jing fixed his eyes and saw that it was a black jade bottle.
"It's ...... Artifact?"
Tang Jing finally changed color and was no longer as slack as before.
"That's good!" Master Wang said proudly: "This soul burial bottle is from my master, and I have been nurturing it with countless souls for thirty years, with this bottle in hand, even if you are a martial arts master, what can you do to me?"
"So that's what you rely on. β
Tang Jing lowered his head and muttered to himself, his voice getting louder and louder, and finally resounded throughout the manor.
"It's a pity that you're overestimating yourself!"
After speaking, his body shook, and he came to Master Wang's side like a ghost, and punched out!
This punch Tang Jing exerted with all his might, as fast as thunder and lightning, tearing the air and causing a slight crackling sound!
As soon as Tang Jing punched, Master Wang sensed that something was wrong, but fortunately, he reacted quickly enough, and instantly sacrificed the Soul Burial Bottle in his hand and collided with Tang Jing's fist, and at the same time pulled out and flew back, widening the distance.
With a muffled bang, the Soul Burial Bottle fell back into Master Wang's hands, unscathed, but Tang Jing's fist was wrapped with a wisp of black gas, and it kept squirming, looking extremely weird, he frowned, and hurriedly urged his internal strength to dissolve this wisp of black qi.
"Hahaha, how is it? My soul burial bottle has absorbed hundreds of souls, except for me, no matter who touches it, it will be eroded, I am indeed not your opponent in terms of fists and feet, but it is not so simple if you want to defeat me. β
Master Wang looked up to the sky and laughed, looking like a villain.
"Look for death!" Tang Jing was furious, feeling that his dignity had been provoked, so he quickly launched a new round of attacks.
However, Master Wang relied on his Soul Burial Bottle to dodge left and right, and he really successfully resisted Tang Jing's attack and was never defeated.
In the distance, Bai Wushuang was thoughtful, and his heart was quite surprised.
"It's really a magic weapon, although it's not even the lowest-grade inferior magic weapon, but with his thirty years of cultivation, it really shouldn't be underestimated, and Tang Jingruo is afraid that it will take some effort to win. β
"Well, I'm not interested in continuing here. β
Bai Wushuang shook his head, he had already seen Tang Jing's strength level, so there was no need to continue to observe.
Thinking of this, Bai Wushuang casually extinguished those few Yin Spirits, and turned his fingers into a sword, and the awe-inspiring killing intent spread.
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