Chapter 17 Fighting Evil Spirits

boom!

This blow could be said to have hit the evil spirit firmly in the face, knocking it directly to the ground.

Woo woo woo...

The neighing sound suddenly came, which surprised Wang Qichang, "It's broken! The evil spirit seems to be angry, Po Baoqing..."

Wang Ai suddenly waved his hand: "Wait!"

!!!

"Old man!" Everyone was also shocked. The old man was so angry.

"Why panic!"

Wang Ai glanced at the four of them with disdain and said, "What a shame to make such a fuss! I have confidence in Bing'er!"

"ah?"

Wang Qichang was stunned. He really didn't expect that Wang Ai meant that he planned to let Wang Bing fight a crazy evil spirit.

Are you kidding me, how old is Wang Bing!

Wang Bing's hand holding the barrel of the gun made a creaking sound. The strength of this evil spirit was so great that even if Wang Bing was a stranger, he couldn't suppress him immediately.

Whoosh!

The enraged evil spirit suddenly turned into a ghost, made a spiral in the air and rushed directly behind Wang Bin.

This speed was so frightening that Wang Bing was shocked in his heart. This was his first actual combat. To be honest, no matter how much he learned and how thoroughly he learned it, it would be in vain if he couldn't use it in actual combat!

Now that the evil spirit had jumped behind him, he had no time to fire back.

In the midst of lightning and flint, Wang Bing drew his gun back with his backhand, and the tail rod directly pushed against the evil spirit's head, giving the evil spirit no chance to get close.

When the evil spirit saw the gun barrel pointed at him, he swatted it away angrily.

boom!

The force of this blow was so great that Wang Bing almost lost his balance. However, the basic skills acquired through long-term training allowed Wang Bing to stabilize his body at this moment. Following the huge force, Wang Bing dodged to the side and faced the fierce opponent again.

The spirit pulled away some distance.

But the evil spirit did not intend to let Wang Bing go like this, and after whimpering, he rushed towards Wang Bing again.

Whoosh!

The huge ghost claws drew several streaks of red light in the air. Seeing this, Wang Bing suddenly leaned back to let go of the claws, twisted the gun body, and hit the evil spirit's body with one shot.

Woohoo...

This obviously hurt the evil spirit, which further stimulated the evil spirit's murderous nature.

"No! As for the gun, the space is limited and it cannot be used..."

Seeing the evil spirit rushing toward him again, Wang Bing thought, and the Qi Spear in his hand began to transform again.

bass!

A long sword suddenly appeared in Wang Bing's hand!

Unfortunately, I was a little anxious to change weapons this time. As soon as Wang Bing's weapon took shape, the evil spirit actually came to kill him.

"Damn, so fast!"

The speed of the weapon's blocking is much faster than the speed of the evil spirit's claw attack. In addition, the thing in Wang Bing's hand is not a real thing.

boom!

The evil spirit's claw directly smashed the long sword in Wang Bing's hand into pieces.

But there was no panic look on Wang Bing's face, and the corners of his mouth were raised slightly, as if he was laughing at the evil spirit for falling into the trap!

A painting suddenly appeared at Wang Bing's feet. It looked like a wolf!

Roar!

With a wolf howl, a gray-haired and blue-eyed wolf king emerged from the ground and bit the vicious spirit on its neck.

Woohoo...

This time, the roar of the evil spirit was far louder than the previous howl.

However, the evil spirit soon slapped the gray wolf into a ball of ink with a backhand claw. After all, it was a sudden drawing, so you can't expect it to have strong combat effectiveness.

The more delicate and delicate the paintings are, the stronger their fighting power will be.

However, the gray wolf bought Wang Bing a lot of time. Wang Bing jumped up into the air, raised his right arm and suddenly raised the tip of his spear. The sharp spear drew a slash downward from the ferocious spirit's left shoulder.

As Wang Bing tapped his toes on the ground, he once again grasped the Qi gun with both hands, and the tip of the gun suddenly lifted upwards.

At this time, the evil spirit was floating in the air, and Wang Bing's sudden shot sent it flying.

Seeing the evil spirit that was about to fall, Wang Bing thrust forward with all his strength. The shiny black spear tip directly pierced the evil spirit's jaw and came out from the evil spirit's Tianling Cap.

Woo woo woo...

Following a painful struggle, the evil spirit finally turned into a black mist and disappeared into the air.

Seeing that the evil spirit disappeared, Wang Bing breathed a sigh of relief and raised his hand to wipe his sweat.

It was officially dangerous just now. If I hadn't painted a divine painting in advance, I would have probably been injured!

Immediately, after he dispersed the Qi Qiang, he waved towards Wang Qichang and said, "Thank you, Grandpa Qichang, for showing mercy!"

…

Quiet, very quiet.

Everyone present didn't know how to describe Wang Bing, a pervert, a monster?

Although Wang Qichang took the initiative to cut off the supply of the evil spirit Qi in the end, he knew that the evil spirit could live for at least fifteen minutes after the supply was cut off.

Within ten minutes, the combat power of this evil spirit will not diminish!

But it only took eight minutes for Kingpin to kill it, which means that Kingpin killed it by his own ability.

"hehe……"

Wang Ai, who was sitting at the top, was smiling from ear to ear. Seeing that everyone was shocked by Wang Bing's operation, he stamped his cane and said, "Come out! This is the Qilin'er of our Wang family. You can't treat him like this."

Bing'er has confidence!"

Hearing this, the four old people were also speechless. Is this a question of confidence...

This king is clearly a pervert! Who at this age can kill an evil spirit alone!

As all of you are old practitioners, you can naturally see that Wang Bing's pistol technique is fast, accurate and ruthless, and he has practiced it to be a sure-kill move.

Wang Ying didn't know where he found such a teacher for Wang Bing...

"Okay! Qichang hurry up and announce the results. I have to go back to take care of my old bones!" Wang Ai said.

"Wang Bing, congratulations... you passed the fourth assessment!" Wang Qichang finally announced.

"Thank you, four grandpas!" Wang Bing saluted again.

"Okay, okay, don't thank these four old losers!"

Wang Ai waved his hand, stood up with his crutches, and said slowly: "Since Xiao Bing has passed the examination, as the head of the Wang family, I declare that Wang Bing is qualified to learn how to restrain spirits and dispatch generals. As for who will teach..."

After looking around for a week, Wang Ai sighed, "Forget it, let me do it! I can't trust you four of you who are half-hearted!"

…

These words are heartbreaking. Even if you are the partial king, you can't step on us! The four old men murmured in their hearts at the same time.

"As for the king's affairs!"

Wang Ai seemed to have thought of something, and his face gradually became serious, "You four are keeping your mouth shut. You are all members of the Wang family. I don't want to put a curse on you! It will be embarrassing if word spreads."

"The King is the future of our Wang family. It's okay to have rumors in your family, but you have to be careful, you know?"

"No!" the four old men saluted at the same time.

"Well, that's it, let's go!"

After sending Wang Ran and the four of them away, Wang Ai took Wang Bing to the back hall, where there was a secret room.

After opening the secret room, Wang Ai lit all the candles in the room and pulled Wang Bing onto a futon.

Wang Ai looked at Wang Bing with a smile and said: "My dear grandson, starting from today, I will officially pass on to you the complete version of Ju Ling Qian Jiang!"
Chapter completed!