"Tut-tut, what a poor little worm."

Wang He looked at Feng Xingtong's red eyes, but there was a strong greed in his eyes: "Your Feng family cultivates the spirit detention general, but you don't know that there is also a secret technique of subduing the spirit. ”

"Instead of letting the spirits possess them one by one and borrow power from them, it is better to eat them all directly and turn them into their own cultivation, although the increase is not much, but it is a permanent improvement!"

"So, hand over all those powerful spirits in your body to Lao Tzu!"

Wang He roared wantonly, stretched out his hands again, drove the strength, and tore the elves on Feng Xingtong's body fiercely!

And Feng Xingtong, who was in pain, could only support his body at this moment, and he also drove the spirit guards to protect the rest of the elves on his body.

But under the impact of the king's spiritual secret art, he fell into a disadvantage at the beginning, like the pain of torn soul, which made him bleed even more!

"Xiaofeng let me go, if you go on like this, you will die too!" A spirit exuded old thoughts, revealing an anxiousness.

He didn't want to see Feng Xingtong, who grew up with him, suffer such pain!

"Grandpa Zizhong, I will never give up, watching you be devoured by that king!"

Feng Xingtong's seven orifices were bleeding, even though his body had reached the limit, he was still running frantically to restrain the spirits, desperate to protect his elves!

And on top of the viewing seats.

Feng Zhenghao, who saw this scene, his calm face in the past was also shocked at this moment, his eyes turned to Wang Ai in front of him, and asked: "Senior Wang, why does your Wang family know my Feng family's stunt, detain the spirit and send the general!" ”

The deep voice was incomparably low, containing a sense of majesty and anger!

But Wang Ai still squinted, showing a smile that seemed to be smiling, he didn't care about Feng Zhenghao's questioning, and snorted coldly: "Young man, your temper is quite big, what's the matter, this spirit will send your Feng family, but my Wang family can't make it?" ”

"And you can see clearly, your family's spirit detainee, compared to my family, is it a broken version, isn't there a primary and secondary division?"

Wang Ai said, and used the cane in his hand to gently pestle the ground, making a dull thumping sound.

Feng Zhenghao on the side heard this, his eyes trembled, and at this time, he fell into silence.

He first looked at Lu Ci beside Wang Ai, and then at the old heavenly master Zhang Zhiwei who was sitting alone in front of him, rationally suppressed his emotions and no longer rushed to ask.

Then he turned around and looked at Feng Xingtong, who was fighting hard, with worry in his eyes.

Meanwhile.

"Master, why is this king and the Feng family's spirit commander?" Zhang Lingyu, who was also watching the battle, couldn't help but ask Zhang Taichu.

In his memory, the signature exercises of the Wang family are obviously Danqing Shentu, how can they be the same as the Feng family?

Hearing this, Zhang Taichu frowned slightly, and snorted coldly: "In the Jiashen Rebellion, the Wang family's group of wild dogs were fierce, and they once captured Feng Tianyang, and the spirit generals were also robbed by them. ”

The memories were evoked, thinking of this, he looked at Wang He, who looked extremely arrogant in the field, and only felt that his hands were itchy, and he couldn't help but want to clean it up again.

But knowing the intention of his senior brother to organize this Luo Tian Dajiao, he didn't rush to make a move after all, interfering with the order of the game.

In the martial arts arena.

Wang He was frantically snatching the elves on Feng Xingtong's body.

His strength, which had been amplified by the Spirit Serving Secret Technique, was obviously stronger, directly forcing the other party to vomit blood.

"The bones are pretty hard." Wang He sneered, and the bloodthirsty color in his eyes became more and more intense: "Wait until I swallow your spirit, and then crush all the bones of your body." ”

And Feng Xingtong's state is also declining at a rapid pace at this time.

His face was pale, blood flowed from the corners of his eyes to the collar, and he looked miserable, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered.

But the spirit of the prince Zhong was moving inch by inch, in the direction of Wang He.

"Hee-hee-hee, this elf smells so delicious."

Wang He looked at the elf that was getting closer and closer, and couldn't help but lick his dry lips, extremely greedy.

As soon as his mind moved, a strong suction force appeared in his palm, and he pulled Wang Zizhong's spirit body over and pinched it fiercely in his hand.

At the same time, a red glow appeared in his eyes, and he opened his mouth wide, and he was about to use the Spirit Servant Technique again!

"Don't, let go of Grandpa Zizhong!"

Feng Xingtong collapsed to the ground weakly, raising his head with difficulty and roaring at the king.

"Oh, let him go?" The corners of Wang He's mouth grinned: "When is the weak also worthy of negotiating conditions." ”

"If you don't have enough strength, you only deserve to be trampled!"

As he spoke, he opened the big white teeth in his mouth and bit down fiercely at the spirit in his hand, and a suction force surged in his throat, dissolving the substance that made up the spirit into pure power and feeding it back to himself.

And Wang Zizhong, also at this moment, struggled and roared: "Xiaofeng, what are you waiting for, send me free!" ”

The old man's voice was full of deep sorrow, piercing into Feng Xingtong's mind.

finally realized that Feng Xingtong, who was no longer powerless to change the situation, hung his head gloomily.

There were blood and tears in his eyes, but he did not hesitate to drive the spirit of the detainment general, and through the connection he had established with Wang Zizhong, the spirit of the old man was shocked to the soul!

The old man's pitch-black spirit began to annihilate at this moment.

And in the old eyes, there was also a deep reluctance, turning his head towards Feng Xingtong, revealing a smile, and then turned into nothingness...

"Grandpa Zizhong——!"

Looking at the elves who were like relatives, returning at this moment, Feng Xingtong's face was full of sorrow.

In order to prevent Grandpa Zizhong from being devoured by the king and doing evil, he could only be ruthless and let his soul fly away.

In a trance, Feng Xingtong, who had suffered a heavy blow to his soul, finally couldn't support it anymore and was about to pass out.

And the other side.

Wang He, who had a good thing in the soup, had a wave of anger rising in his heart at this moment.

"I'd rather let the soul fly away than devour me, it's- damn it!"

He stared viciously, Feng Xingtong, who collapsed to the ground not far away, clenched his fists, but rushed straight up, like a mad dog, trying to ravage the other party fiercely!

Bang!

Wang He kicked Feng Xingtong in the abdomen, causing blood to spurt from his mouth and nose, his eyes rolled and he fainted completely.

But he didn't intend to stop at all, and then swung his fist and slammed it towards Feng Xingtong.

But the next moment, a sudden change occurred.

He felt a chill down his spine, and he only felt that he was locked by some terrifying existence!

Before he could react, a huge force descended at the same time, hammering it on his cheek with precision.

There was a loud bang.

In the extreme pain, Wang He's teeth fell out in response to the sound, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out!

His body flew out upside down, and he was directly slapped more than ten feet away, smashed on the wooden wall of the martial arts arena, and the whole person was embedded in it!

In the process, there was no time to scream, Wang He, who was slapped in the face, was in a trance at the moment, only feeling that half of his face was unconscious, swollen like a pig's head!

At the viewing table, Zhang Taichu withdrew one of his outstretched fingers, and his face was calm.