Author: The sound of writing

"This is nothing you should worry about."

Wang Bing stood up and said, "Hurry up, I'm in a hurry!"

"well……"

There was no way for Yu Huadu to refuse. He knew Wang Bing's terrifying combat power best.

If Wang Bing was tempted to take action because of this kind of thing, he could run away, but he would be in trouble.

call!

In desperation, Yuhua Poison also ignited the flames to form a large light blue net covering Wang Bing's body. In an instant, Wang Bing's whole person underwent earth-shaking changes and turned into a passerby.

"Tsk, tsk, every time I see your skin painting skills, I feel it's quite magical. I've also learned the secret painting skills, but I'm just not as good as you..."

Wang Bing smacked his lips, and suddenly thought of something, and continued to ask: "Then again, do you know about the siege by Gao Ning and others?"

Ding!

Yu Huadu's heart sank, and he asked, why didn't Wang Bing ask him about this just now? He also knew that Gao Ningyuan Tao organized a bureau to kill Wang Bing, but he did not inform Wang Bing about it.

Or the Wang family, after all, neither party owes the other.

But now that Wang Bing asked, Yu Huadu was also thinking about whether Wang Bing would take the opportunity to attack.

"Don't be nervous. If I wanted to attack you, you would be a dead man by now. I'm just curious about who is behind the scenes, Yin Shen Sect, Qi Zhen Hui, Deng Family, Tianxia Hui... Tsk, tsk, tsk, my enemies.

They've all been tortured by me to the point of saving their lives, yet they're still willing to risk being killed by me to show their faces." Wang Bing continued to ask.

"Can I say I don't know?" Yu Huadu asked cautiously.

"..."

After Wang Bing stared at Yu Huadu for a long time, and after confirming that the old boy really didn't know about it, he did not continue to embarrass him. He turned and walked towards Congwai, saying as he walked, "If one day in Quanxing

If you can’t stay any longer, you can come back, but there are conditions!”

After saying that, Wang Bing quickly rushed to the main battlefield of the melee...

Looking at Wang Bing's leaving figure, Yu Huadu also had complicated thoughts, "Go back? Can I still go back?"

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Wang Bing's figure was moving rapidly among the crowd, and the fighting on the scene had entered a fierce stage. It could be seen that these famous people and Quan Xing were already jealous, and so were the people in the company and Lu Jiaban.

Being beaten was a bit passive.

It's not that they are not strong, it's just that the momentum of these Quanxing and Hongming people has been demonstrated.

This momentum is quite mysterious to say the least. With the blessing of momentum, these all-nature and red-named people are extremely brave.

Wang Bing even saw that Lu Linglong had begun to take on the demonic form and was killing everyone in the crowd.

"Oh, really... why are everyone working so hard~"

Wang Bing took a breath, easily dodged a Quanxing who hit him, and continued towards the bunker.

The only disadvantage of Yu Hua Po's painting skin is that it cannot be used with hands, and it is easy to cause trouble if you do it, so if you can take it away, Wang Bing will still choose to dodge.

Whoosh!

Just when Wang Bing was about to approach the gate, suddenly, a ball of flames hit Wang Bing.

Li Zi·Bolide!

!!!

Seeing the ball of fire split in the air into several lead-ball-sized fireballs and hit him, Wang Bing instantly understood who was attacking him.

King Ye!

Wang Bin rolled his eyes, and the old man became indifferent again.

But soon, Wang Bing analyzed the foothold of the fireball, and saw that he tapped the ground twice with brisk steps, and then quickly disappeared from the place, flashing black shadows one after another in the sky.

Bang bang bang!

As those fireballs fell behind, the king not far away was also slightly stunned. Didn't they hit any of them?

How can this be!

Why didn't I encounter a stranger with such physical skills just now?

Just when he was suspicious, Wang Bing, who had changed his appearance, had already ducked in front of him, and the layer of painted skin attached to his body began to fade away visible to the naked eye.

"You are... Wang Bing!?"

After seeing Wang Bing's face clearly, Wang was also shocked. He didn't expect Wang Bing to come, but the flames on his body did not stop.

There was no other way, and the king couldn't figure out Wang Bing's current position.

Since Wang Bing and Zhang Chulan broke up, it stands to reason that the two of them should not have any intersection. Wang Bing's appearance here has undoubtedly added many variables (Wang Bing still doesn't know what happened inside).

"Big Lao Wang, you are so annoying. I wanted to sneak into the village quietly instead of shooting, but you blew me up..."

Wang Bing looked at the corner of Wang Ye's mouth with a smirk, which immediately made Wang Ye's heart tense, but before he could react, Wang Bing's palm slammed to the ground.

Tujing·Tuheche (modified)!

Rumble!

The earth suddenly trembled, and a huge wave of earth and rocks rolled up from the surface, wrapping the king and rushing toward the crowd.

Wang Ye also understood Wang Bing's intention in an instant, which was to make him a target.

After all, he is now the only descendant of the Fenghou Qimen. In this time of war and chaos, someone might be staring at the Fenghou Qimen in his hands.

It's not that he has never thought about returning to Wudang, but going back at this time will only bring more trouble to Wudang.

Wudang is different from Longhu Mountain, because Wudang belongs to the Quanzhen branch and is a monk in the true sense. The boring feeling brought by becoming a monk is really too painful for this person who is surrounded by materialistic desires, so

There are not many people willing to join.

Therefore, to be on the safe side, Wang Ye also quietly repainted the Fenghou Qimen (the original was burned by Master Hong) and sent it back to Wudang.

If he really dies in this turmoil, at least Fenghou Qimen will still be in Wudang...

"Wang Bing, your uncle!"

After a cry of incompetent rage, Wang Ye also fell firmly into the crowd...

Whoosh!

Countless eyes were locked on Wang Ye. One of them looked Wang Ye up and down, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, "It's Fenghou Qimen, catch him quickly!"

"I*, don't I deserve a name?"

Seeing that these lunatics didn't even call his name, Wang Ye also felt a burst of anger in his heart.

Tai Chi·Yin and Yang Reverse!

Wow!

As a huge wave of air rolled up, the stranger who had just been besieged was pushed straight away by an invisible force.

On the other side, Wang Bing saw that after Wang Ye successfully had sex with the group of people, he also turned into an afterimage and entered the bunker.

It has to be said that this bunker is different from the ones he has been to before. The bunker tunnel here is extremely long. If there were not so many sparse electric lights on, I am afraid that even Wang Bing would not be able to see it.

Clear the whole picture inside.

boom!

A sound of fists colliding came from not far away, and if you listened carefully, it sounded like a fist hitting some kind of liquid.

"This is……"

Following the direction of the sound, Wang Bing walked quickly towards the depths of the tunnel...
Chapter completed!