Re-becoming a human being from Conan

15 people?

It was a little more than expected, and a little stronger, and Ji Xing felt that several of the old guys might not be weaker than Tu Junfang.

"Mr. Wang is really hardworking. This is most of the Wang family's background, right?" Ji Xing said: "Before the fight starts, I will say the last nonsense. There should be some of you who do not belong to the Wang family. It is too late to quit now. It is not your own business. Don't try your best." .”

"Hehe." One of the tall and thin old men surnamed Liu cupped his hands: "Thank you for your kindness. There is indeed no enmity between us, but thanks to the help of Mr. Wang before, we can only fight with my brother." Field, life and death."

No one here would underestimate Ji Xing, Wang Ai's assembled lineup, and Ji Xing's daring to come alone, already shows a lot of things!

Except for the old man surnamed Liu, the other people with other surnames did not say a word, as a default.

Wang Ai said in a low voice: "Little bastard, do you really think you are Zhang Zhiwei?!"

This sentence is also synonymous with war.

As soon as the words fell, there were only a few puffs of water splashing, and several fountain water columns rose from the slide pool in the distance, but their color was instantly dyed black, like ink.

At the same time, the magnetic field of this water park has become unstable, and the gravity has also changed slightly, as if Wang is also using the wind to make a surprise.

The strange pattern has become difficult to unfold.

Ji Xing glanced at Wang Ai who was walking Qi, and behind him were two old men who looked somewhat similar to Wang Ai... Are you going to fight father and son?

"Up, demon!"

call--

A gust of black wind blew around him, and the figure of the corpse-hate monster appeared in front of him, and immediately flapped its wings, rushing towards the fifteen members of the Wang family like a goshawk pouncing on its prey!

"Huh? Three corpses?"

"What a fierce hostility!"

"Scatter!"

Fifteen people jumped and separated, even Wang Ai, who was short and fat, moved very quickly.

In the next moment, the old man surnamed Liu turned his wrist, and suddenly two iron galls the size of a bull's eye appeared in his hand, and he threw them at the demon's corpse.

The iron gall flew at an extremely fast speed, like two cannonballs, when they collided with the sharp claws waving by the monster, they rubbed out flying fire meteors, and their strong force temporarily suppressed the monster's movements.

"Boss and fourth!" Wang Ai shouted.

At the same time, he and his two sons stood on the left, one on the right, and dragged their hands together, three huge writing brushes were condensed out of the tangible qi, and they splashed ink!

Three long rivers sprang up from the fountain of ink that spewed out, spanning dozens of meters to capture the monster, and after being torn apart by the monster's sharp claws, it turned into splashed ink droplets, contaminating the monster's body, making the originally pitch-black body became darker.

Its movements became sluggish for an instant.

"Shentu is like this, using qi as ink and everything as paper." Ji Xing watched the three old men painting on the demon body, making it entangled by more and more 'ink' and trapped in it .

His eyes moved to the three people rushing towards him.

An old lady with gray hair and a frail appearance, and two middle-aged men whose eyes were shrouded in strange shadows.

Afterwards, there were still a few people preparing to respond, and the qi on each of them was highly active, but it is not known what kind of means they have for the time being.

So he flashed his figure and ran to the side, using both hands and feet, he turned around on the big pillar with two people hugging each other, like a monkey climbing a tree to the second floor.

Immediately afterwards, there was a bang!

One of the middle-aged men who was entangled in the shadows broke the big pillar that the two embraced straightly, took a shortcut and punched Ji Xing!

Rumble——

Because the load-bearing pillar exploded, the place Ji Xing stepped on also tilted and tilted.

There was nowhere to dodge under his feet, so Ji Xing raised his left hand, which was stained with golden light, and slashed down to meet the middle-aged man, clang——!

In the sound of gold and iron singing, it was clear that Ji Xing was above him and he was below, but he was not directly smashed down by Ji Xing, but was briefly connected to the air.

Where they collided, there was even a howling gust of wind, and the crushed stone powder that was not as fast as the middle-aged man's speed, which was originally shot by the broken pillar, was blown away by this strong wind.

Different from the Feng family's detaining generals, the Wang family's detaining generals have a more "obedience to the spirit".

Can strengthen oneself by eating spirit body.

This person is full of grievances, his energy and physique seem to have been practiced for decades, even if Zhang Lingyu performed the Golden Light Curse with this punch, many holes would come out of his body!

But after all, he couldn't fly, and he was still facing Ji Xing. As Ji Xing's feet tilted even more, his figure quickly fell down, but at the same time, there was already a middle-aged man haunted by grievances and that hairy man. The gray old lady came from both sides!

People often say that when something goes wrong, there must be a demon, and the seemingly weak old lady is likely to be more dangerous, but Ji Xing still chooses to face her at this moment.

This is indeed a trap.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man grimaced, not only stopped chasing Ji Xing, but jumped a little away, as if dodging something, while the old lady turned around suddenly and gave his back to Ji Xing.

"Bai Daxian, please! Upper body~!"

The strange tone echoed.

A majestic and terrifying momentum came to him.

People who practice cultivation are called aliens.

Animal practice is called 'spirit'.

In the Northeast, there is a lineage of Chumaxian, which cultivates the ability to invite the upper body of the elves to gain strength, and among them, the five great immortals are respected.

And Bai Xian'er, whose scientific name is Hedgehog!

歘歘歘——

In an instant, countless sharp gray thorns protruded from the old lady's back, and exploded at the same time, covering Ji Xing like a blanket!

The ash thorns from Bai Xian'er, who has practiced for thousands of years, have more penetration than bullets, and can easily penetrate steel plates.

This thing really surprised Ji Xing, the lineage of Chumaxian was killed by Juling, and it should be respected by Shilao Guan Shihua, but the Wang family also has one, so they are not afraid of being eaten?

We are both from the Northeast, so why rush each other, this is really going to turn me into a hedgehog.

So let's start with you.

Ji Xing flipped his right hand, and struck obliquely with the knife he borrowed from Feng Baobao——cut!

Hum—the air is shaking!

A round of crescent moon cut out from the short blade, instantly doubled with Qi.

When some ash thorns touched the crescent moon, they stopped suddenly, and then split and exploded from the middle like a bamboo, not blocking the blade's edge!

What kind of power is this? !

As soon as the old lady showed her shock, blood burst from her back. She vomited blood, followed by the crescent moon's light, and directly cut the pavilion on the second floor by dozens of meters, before she fell to the ground, soaked in a pool of blood!

"Mrs. Qi?!"

"What is that? King Wu Sword?!"

"Impossible! There are still young people practicing swords in this era? They still use that kind of small kitchen knife, how could they have such power?!"

"14." Ji Xing's movements did not stop at all. While some of the ash thorns were cut open, he walked through it, avoiding all the ash thorns amid the sound of his clothes being torn.

Most of the ash thorns shot into the wall, and one of them was intercepted by Ji Xing's hook.

After it whimpered and spun a few times in mid-air, it was kicked into the distance by the spinning Ji Xing. Its speed was so fast that it even made the whistling sound of tearing the air!

Someone wanted to intercept it, but after kicking the gray thorn, Ji Xing also fell back to the first floor, and kicked out while stomping on the ground with a bang.

"Don't be distracted!"

"Leave it to the old man and them over there!"

"Don't be approached by him easily! Trapped him to death!"

With a few shouts, a senior from the Wang family with a grim appearance opened his hands into claws, and a twisted ghost rose behind him.

For the royal family who mastered spirit obedience, most of the ghosts obtained by the generals sent by Ju Ling were eaten by them to strengthen themselves, and the few remaining had some special abilities.

This ghost was once a poison master with a great reputation!

It flew to intercept Ji Xing, opened its mouth wide, and spewed out a mouthful of purple mist. The mist spread extremely fast and wrapped itself in a hemisphere with a diameter of several meters towards Ji Xing. The spirit and the poisonous mist were divided into two points at the same time.

But at the same time, there were more attacks approaching him, causing him to fly and dodge.

On the other side, the ash kicked by Ji Xing pierced the ink ball that wrapped the demon, and also pierced the demon's body. However, this kind of injury, for the three corpses, healed in an instant, but it would make the shamed monster burst out with a more fierce aura!

The missing ink ball was completely torn apart by its demonic claws, and the freed it flapped its wings, and came to Wang Ai like a space leap, and scratched Wang Ai's head with its sharp claws.

clang--

There was a cry of gold and iron, and a red light barrier blocked the sharp claws, but the force transmitted through it still made Wang Ai roll and roll out.

"Father!" The two sons shouted in shock, not daring to stop splashing ink on the monster.

"I'm fine!" Wang Ai got up and shouted, his eyes swept away from a distance, and he groaned angrily: "Girl Qi has been killed, and the little bastard has hidden sword skills." The attack of the three corpses almost shattered my magic weapon at once. The hatred is so heavy, the champion college student? Sure enough, it's not a good thing! '

"Boss and fourth! Don't divide your efforts, let him use martial arts! Let's seal the three corpses with all our strength!"

In the collision just now, in order to prevent Ji Xing from resorting to martial arts, the father and son have been covering the Qi flow for hundreds of meters, turning the vast land into their canvas, and constantly changing the direction of the Qi flow, It made it difficult for Ji Xing to set up a strange pattern, but it also naturally affected his own moves at the same time.

Hearing the order, the aura of the father and son returned to normal, and the monster took the opportunity to break free and attack Wang Ai, but Wang Ai grabbed his wrist with one hand while waving his sharp claws, and tore the ground apart in the wrestling.

It has been more than 70 years since he was dispatched by Juling, and it is difficult to count the spirits that Wang Ai has taken. In that short and fat body, there is an extremely powerful qi hidden, and the burst of brilliance is as deep as ink!

Bang——

When the demon's other claw was held by the other hand, it opened its mouth fiercely and stabbed with its tongue. With a long tongue like a gun, it was once again blocked by Wang Ai's magic weapon, and Wang Ai flew out in a whirl again.

But at the same time, two Mocheng chains wrapped around his body from two directions, tightening the demon's wings and legs, locking him to the ground!

"Shentu - Binding Xiansuo!"

The monster roared and struggled silently, but it was hard to escape. Wang Ai rushed back in time, and his two sons also rushed to this side, and the three brushes drew together in the air.

"God Tu-Death Bell!"

clang--

A huge black clock fell, and the echo cut off all the breath of the three demon corpses.

"Humph—" Wang Ai snorted, and breathed out long: "Successfully sealed... Let's see the genius of my Wang family, little bastard..."

He turned his eyes to the other side, but his expression froze suddenly, his pupils shrank sharply, and the faces of his two sons also became shocked.

"Wang He!"

I saw that Ji Xing was arching his shoulder blades back, with his arms retracted in front of his chest, and in a strange posture, he dodged a punch from Wang He, one of the middle-aged men haunted by resentful spirits. With a click on its arm, it nooses into a weird shape.

The broken white bone balls even pierced the flesh and clothes, making it look tragic.

Wang He's scream was very loud, but Ji Xing quickly pushed his arm and hit his chest with an elbow. The golden light exploded and directly shattered all of Wang He's internal organs, freeing him and the Wraith!

This kind of trick is very strange, Wang Ai has never seen it before, but he is not shocked by it.

When Ji Xing single-handedly killed Wang He, everyone else was retreating to distance themselves, and there were only sporadic attacks trying to stop them, but Wang Ai was not surprised by this.

What shocked him was the other three corpses lying near Ji Xing!

"what happened?!"

"There are still 10 left." Wang He, who had lost his vitality, fell beside him, Ji Xing finished counting, and looked in Wang Ai's direction: "I just killed a third, is the demon dead? It's normal, those three should be the last Strong, after all, it's just a three corpse."

The fierce fighting subsided briefly.

At this time, only 7 of the 12 people who had besieged Ji Xing were left, and they all retreated a long distance away, staring heavily at Ji Xing with grim faces.

"What happened?! Is it his martial art?!" Wang Ai's unbelievable roar sounded from afar again, and people approached at high speed.

That's the top player of his royal family, who can outnumber a hundred in the world of aliens, and some are even equipped with magic weapons. It's just half a minute to seal the three corpses with all their strength, and four of them died? !

Is Li He killing chickens? !

The death of five people is Wang Ai's expected loss tonight, but the target to be killed is only a little bit torn, not even injured!

Five of them have already died!

"No, it's a move I haven't seen before. It has shadows of various schools of martial arts, and it seems to have some things from the Western school and the island country school." An old man of the Wang family said awkwardly: "It should be a combination of self-created skills of various schools, old man, Your judgment is correct, with his spirit, my royal family will prosper ten times! But tonight... it's really dangerous.

We can't let him get close, no matter who we are, as long as we are close to him... we will almost die! "

Close to the body, must die? !

Homemade? Self-created again? !

It's not enough to create a martial arts Qimen at a young age, but can you create another powerful technique? !

In fact, this is not something Ji Xing created in the world under one person, but something he has never used and is best at!

Tai Chi? Admiralty? Buddhist kung fu?

Some of them are what he has been in contact with before, and some are what he has learned from Baidu in the past two years.

But what Ji Xing is best at is, after all, the "Infinite Flow Fighting Technique" that was established and integrated in the world of Ke Xue!

He has never used those things in the world under one person, and he is not very willing to use them. After all, using karate to knock down Tai Chi, he will have some strange feelings in his heart, although he knows it is because of karate. There are more than one hundred years of attainments, and only two or three years of Taijiquan.

But tonight is different, tonight he is killing people, fighting for life and death with the Wang family! At this time, you don't need to do your best, it would be stupid to regret it when you roll over!

He used old man Yamamoto's kendo to kill the old lady Bai Xian'er, and everything will be there after that.

Karate, Brazilian war dance, Israeli martial arts, and the essence of traditional Chinese martial arts in the past two years.

People call the state of a martial art practiced to its peak as 'Dacheng', but Ji Xing, who has used all his strength at this moment, can no longer describe martial arts by him.

If I have to say it, it is probably Consummation?

The old celestial master once told Lu Jin that he saw the mysterious "Dao Yun" on Ji Xing. In fact, he was wrong. At that time, Ji Xing was practicing martial arts, and there was always a small body within 30 centimeters of his body. Feng Shayan has a strange pattern, so Feng Shayan can't hit him no matter what sneak attack.

But now, Ji Xing really has Dao Yun.

He had a vague feeling that in this state of full combat power, if his qi could accumulate as pure and deep as the old heavenly master, then he would really be able to 'fly up'! Although I don't know what the ascension of this world is like.

He stood there, but the aura on his body seemed to blend into the heaven and the earth.

"The younger generation is awesome." The old man surnamed Liu played with the four iron gallbladders with both hands, and said hoarsely: "I have spent my whole life on these four things, and I haven't mastered them yet, but you have mastered Dacheng martial arts like drinking water. , and you even learned about things abroad.

But if you can die by your hands, it's not bad. Maybe a hundred years later, after you ascend, many people will remember our background. "

"Liu Tiedan!" Wang Ai shouted lowly, "Ascend? Why ascend! Even if there is someone who can ascend, it must be the descendant of my Wang family who has arrested his spirit!"

"Yes, Mr. Wang, then let's...continue!" Tie Dan hummed loudly.

At the same time, the three of Wang Ai, father and son also splashed ink, and the ink painted the land towards Ji Xing, and countless black grasses grew and entwined towards Ji Xing.

Ji Xing's body spun, dodged two iron shots and at the same time stepped out with strength from both feet, cut off all the black grass with a puff, and raised a palm to flick the silver needle shot from the other end.

Just as he was about to concentrate his strength on attacking one person, he suddenly felt a strange and piercing sense of crisis!

He focused his eyes, and turned to an iron gall that escaped, and saw it exploded with a bang, and the magnificent shock wave, flames, and shrapnel arrived!

This is not a skill or a hidden weapon.

But a large equivalent of explosives!

Ji Xing was blown up into the air, and received countless attacks in the air. The Wang family, who had been a little sluggish, suddenly regained their full strength at this moment!

This is something they had planned long ago.

In this land, it is a felony to hide or make gunpowder privately, especially the alien family, who can peel them a few layers of skin, but when it comes to life and death, who cares about whether they are guilty or not? !

More than five people were killed or injured, use gunpowder to sneak attack!

Ji Xing really didn't expect to have this trick, but his powerful strength and keen perception can allow him to deal with various emergencies in time, unless your Wang family has the ability to shoot a missile here.

When he discovered the abnormality, he used the golden bell cover to protect his body. When the golden bell cover was shattered by the impact, his body flew into the air, but turned over like a civet cat, dodging most of the shrapnel during the precise movement, and slapped his palms to meet the attack. The figure moved around in the bursts of smoke and dust, shooting out like an arrow!

The old man surnamed Liu showed a bit of bitterness on his face: "You can't even do this? Mr. Wang, I will repay your kindness!"

Boom——

His body flew like rags.

Ji Xing turned around: "There are still nine left."

Wang Ai yelled: "He's injured!! The Wang family, join forces to use God Tu! Lock him up for me!"

Like a gambler who was about to lose all his chips, staring at the place where Ji Xing's thigh was cut by shrapnel, he shouted that he still had a chance to come back!

Then the impact and roar continued to sound, and the water park gradually collapsed and was damaged.

...

Before the battle, Wang Bing was sent into the room by Wang Ai and sealed, unable to go out.

Hearing the roar outside, Wang Bing naturally didn't want to sleep, guessing what happened outside, so many powerful elders from many clans came, could it be... a war with the Lu family?

Could it be because I scolded that old fellow Lu Ci in the evening?

Thinking of this, he really blamed himself for three seconds, but it was only three seconds before he lay on the bed with his legs crossed and listened to the voices outside.

My royal family is invincible in the world, the Lu family courts death!

He was leisurely until the ground cracked, and he fell from upstairs in horror.

"Bah, bah, bah—what's going on?!"

Rubbing his bruised shoulders annoyedly, he crawled out of the ruins, looked around, and noticed the white hair under the bricks and the dilapidated water park at a glance.

Swallowing his saliva, he walked over and picked up the dirt: "Qi, grandma Qi... is dead?!"

His expression flustered, and he walked away tremblingly: "Grandpa! Grandpa! What happened?! Are you there?!"

No one responded, but soon Wang found another body.

"Third Uncle...Third Uncle!"

"Grandpa Chen?"

"Teacher Feng... are they all dead?!"

"Nightmare? It must be a nightmare!"

Wang Bing ran wildly: "Grandpa! Grandpa! Wake me up!"

After running all the way to the exit of the original water park, he finally found Wang Ai, but the panic in his eyes seemed to overflow.

Wang Ai's forehead was bleeding profusely, lying limply on the ground, panting rapidly and weakly.

On the opposite side not far away, his uncle and fourth grandfather were held in the air by their necks with one hand, and they were already dead, with black and red tears still flowing on those two pale faces.

And the owner of those two hands, Wang Bing is also very familiar: "Li He... Li He? Damn it! What kind of dream is this?! I shouldn't have such a dream!"

He let out a groan, and frantically rushed towards Ji Xing, but he heard Wang Ai calling.

"Bing'er! Come here, don't go!"

He paused and turned back slowly.

"Great, grandpa..."

"Come here, Bing'er." Wang Ai sat up, smiling kindly even though his face was covered with blood.

Wang Bing walked over tremblingly, and heard Wang Ai say: "You young people, don't patronize the Juling general who can be quick, and learn from our Wang family's family skills. You see, the Juling general is of no use to him. In the end, it depends on God.

Using life as a sacrifice, using blood as ink, and cooperating with you Uncle Feng and Grandpa Qin, you can finally restrain his actions for a short time and buy us time to escape. "

Wang Bing turned his head back in a daze, only to notice that Li He's body did have some black and red colors, especially his arms and legs. It seemed that only his head could be turned and his eyes could be blinked.

"He can't move? I'm going to kill him!"

"Baby!" Wang Ai called again: "No way, with your qi, if he can break through that thing in an instant, you will die, are you afraid of death?"

"I, I, I'm not... not afraid..." Wang Bin's face turned pale, and he stammered, "Dream, what's in the dream, is there something scary..."

Wang Ai smiled, stretched out his hand and said, "That's right, my baby is not afraid of death, but before you die, this old bone of grandpa can die. I will use the same method to seal him later." Even longer, you can run as far as you can, and seek refuge wherever you go.”

"me……"

"Hey, let grandpa touch your head again."

Wang Bing's snot and tears had dazzled his face, and when he heard the words, he slowly squatted over: "This is not true... This is definitely not true..."

Click -! !

With a crisp sound, Wang Bing's neck was twisted directly by Wang Ai, and he died in panic!

The picture of the love of the calf suddenly disappeared, and Wang Bing's spirit emerged from the corpse, his eyes filled with disbelief: "It really...it really is a dream..."

"It's not a dream, baby..." Wang Ai's expression became hideous under the blood stain: "You know my Wang family's family motto! Never take the spirit of blood relatives!

Feng Tianyang, who created the Juling General, was caught and interrogated by my father. He offered the Juling General to beg for mercy, and promised not to spread the complete Juling General to the descendants of the Feng family. They had an incomplete version. But Feng Tianyang has no good intentions!

Take the spirit and obey the spirit, the spirit of blood relatives is the greatest tonic, the deeper the blood connection, the more compatible the soul is, he wants our Wang family to kill each other!

Hmph, ridiculous, this little trick? For decades, my royal family has not had a single case of cannibalism!

But this time, I, Wang Ai, must make an exception. Li He must go to hell with us! "

He stretched out his hand and grabbed Wang Bing's spirit in his hand. Fear, despair and unbelievability became the nourishment of the spirit. Wang Ai half cried and half laughed: "Hate me baby, my love for you is actually for today It's just to eat you!"

Knock——

Wang Bing's spirit was swallowed and chewed by him, Wang Ai's aura was uncertain, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to be smoothed away by a magical force.

"Have you ever thought that Feng Tianyang's real purpose is to make your Wang family's human nature become more and more inferior when resisting the temptation of taking the spirit of blood relatives?" said Ji Xing on the opposite side.

"Even resisting the temptation of the spirit of blood relatives, what problems can our Wang family have? Other problems are other people's problems!"

Wang Ai stopped swallowing, then continued to chew, and said ferociously, "Really? Who knows? Come with me to hell and ask him!"

Hum——The strengthened spirit came out of the body, looking twenty years younger Wang Aiyu used his own spirit and rushed straight towards Ji Xing!

It quickly passed Ji Xing's body, and his soul launched an attack, but suddenly stagnated in the air.

"You... your soul..."

Snapped--

Ji Xing's hand broke free from the blood and ink, and smashed Wang Ai's chest with a palm from the air, making him lie down with Wang Bing's body.

He turned his head to look at Wang Aizhi's spirit, who was unwilling to be annihilated, and said: "Your baby has a chance to live, and the Lord is the god of death."

Wang Jiashentu and other backstabs are difficult to write without a reference. Combat is still the weakness of Siyang. It took me a whole day to write this 7k, and I was tired of asking for tickets.