Under One Person: Xia He was killed in the beginning

Cheng Cheng laughed happily.

Ye Yingjiu closed his eyes and began to chant the soul-crossing spell.

Slowly, the little girl's figure began to turn into points of light and dissipated in the wind.

[Host saves the souls of the dead, merit value increases by 100]

[Host saves the souls of the dead, merit value increases by 100]

[Host saves the souls of the dead, merit value increases by 100]

......

After doing all this, Ye Yingjiu adjusted his mood, came to Wang Bing's side, and put the tools in place one by one.

The altar, incense burner, ritual instruments, five offerings, as well as brushes and cinnabar.

After making preparations, Ye Yingjiu began to practice the magic steps, make hand gestures and chant incantations, then he cut a small piece of Wang Bing's hair and tied it to the straw man. With a wave of his finger, the straw man on the platform stood up steadily, and Wang Bing behind him also stood up straight from the ground following the movement of the straw man. Ye Yingjiu then picked up the brush and began to write and draw on Wang Bing's body.

Soon, Wang Bing's entire body was covered with various symbols and spells, including his body, back, arms and legs.

Looking at his masterpiece, Ye Yingjiu nodded with satisfaction.

"Ye Yingjiu—won't you let my Bing'er go!!"

Before he finished speaking, a strong wind blew from behind.

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Chapter 218: Medium!

"boom!!"

Ye Yingjiu stood there without moving at all, but Wang Bing suddenly flashed and came behind Ye Yingjiu, using his body to help him block the attack from behind, and then stood there motionless, looking at Wang Ai not far away with an expressionless face.

"Bing'er——!"

Wang Ai's eyes were red with anger, and he quickly opened his hands to stop the men behind him.

But Wang Bing seemed not to have heard him. He still stood there motionless, with an unfocused look in his eyes. He was like a puppet, with all kinds of spells carved in cinnabar on his body. It was so strange that anyone who saw it would gasp.

"Mr. Wang, I didn't expect you to be so quick. It's only been half an hour and you've already found this place."

Ye Yingjiu turned around with a wicked smile on his face.

There was not only Wang Ai coming from the opposite side. There were four subordinates behind Wang Ai, three men and one woman. Judging from the Qi in their bodies, they were all good fighters of around the eighth rank.

Ye Yingjiu shook his head secretly. The Wang family was unexpectedly...weak!

If the Wang family has no other backup plan, then Ye Yingjiu can take the opportunity to wipe out the Wang family tonight.

However, although Ye Yingjiu doesn't think much of him, he is still ranked among the major forces in the alien world.

And this should only be the high-end combat power of the Wang family. Combined with other minions, it is enough for the Wang family to command one side in the alien world and become a local emperor.

"Summoning magic--!"

Wang Ai looked at the various strange spells on Wang Bing's body, then was shocked and his face began to look extremely ugly.

Ye Yingjiu smiled slightly: "That's right."

"Mr. Wang is indeed an old hand. He can see through the gift I carefully prepared for you at a glance."

"How is it? Is it surprising enough? Is it unexpected enough?"

"I......!!"

Wang Ai almost vomited blood.

I surprise you uncle!

"Boy, you have such a vicious heart!"

Wang Bing looked at Ye Yingjiu with gnashing teeth, wishing he could eat him alive.

The Taoist art of summoning gods is an extremely powerful technique. It can be said that it is no worse than the eight strange skills that everyone in the world of extraordinary people is scrambling for. In fact, this technique is even more powerful than the eight strange skills!

With the body of a mere mortal, borrowing the power of immortals, demons, ghosts and gods is just like cheating! It is an existence that can defy the heavens, how can we fight it?

But although the power of summoning gods is extremely powerful, it also has extremely terrible drawbacks!

After all, nothing in the world can be obtained without hard work. If you want to gain something, you must pay a certain price!

As for the art of summoning spirits, the price to pay is naturally equally terrifying compared to the crazy increase in strength after summoning the immortal body to possess the body.

Therefore, the summoning technique used by most Maoshan disciples is just to borrow a trace of the ancestor's divine power into the body. Although this is not as powerful as directly summoning the power of immortals and gods to possess the body, the backlash to oneself is also much smaller. As long as one's body and spirit are polished strong enough, the backlash to the body from performing the summoning technique can even be ignored.

If one's own strength is not enough to support himself, but he dares to ask the gods to enter his body, it would be like killing a thousand enemies but losing a million of his own.

Needless to say, its power is just like transforming into a Super Saiyan. Ordinary people can instantly become powerful and can easily pinch evil spirits with bare hands. However, the consequence is that the body will eventually not be able to withstand the impact of the divine power and will be directly blown up by the violent power of immortals and gods!

That would really explode!

There is another more ruthless method, which is to use a medium! Ask the divine power to enter the medium's body, and use the medium to bear the backlash force. Naturally, the consequences will be borne by the medium's body.

And now, Wang Bing is the medium chosen by Ye Yingjiu!

However, there is a treasure among Under One Person that seems to be able to weaken the backlash of the power of immortals entering the body. It is the divine mask of Wang Zhenqiu, a temporary worker in the southwest region of the company. But the other party has not appeared yet, and it is unknown whether the effect is really that magical.

Anyway, Ye Yingjiu himself doesn't dare to try to ask other gods to enter his body rashly. It is more than enough if he can ask the ancestors to take action.

But he doesn't have so many concerns about Wang Bing. After borrowing the divine power, you can explode or not. I will beat you up if you don't want to.

Wang Ai obviously had some knowledge about the art of summoning spirits and mediums, and naturally knew the purpose of Ye Yingjiu's actions, so he couldn't help but be furious.

But for Wang Bing's safety, Wang Ai still suppressed his anger and said slowly: "Ye Yingjiu, although my temper is usually easy-going."

"But if you step on my landmine, I'll tell you."

“I’m difficult~”

"Don't look at me, Mr. Nice Guy~"

Wang Ai said seriously.

"Fuck you——"

Ye Yingjiu almost got goosebumps from being embarrassed. He shuddered and said with an unhappy face: "Hey, what do you want? You suddenly talk like this. Do you know that you are really a scoundrel?"

"Chicken...chicken car...!?"

"enough--!"

Wang Ai obviously had no sense of humor and his patience had reached its limit: "What do you want in exchange for letting my Bing'er go?"

"It's easy!"

Ye Yingjiu grinned and chuckled, "One life for another!"

"How is it? Am I being fair?"

"Say thank you!"

"I--"

Wang Ai was furious, but he also knew that this matter could not be resolved peacefully. After calming down, his eyes gradually became sinister, and he whispered to the four people behind him: "I will take care of Bing'er in a while, you go and kill that kid for me!"

"Yes! Master."

After a few people nodded, they began to spread out in all directions, preparing to surround Ye Yingjiu.

Ye Yingjiu sneered, picked up the peach wood sword on the altar, placed the sword on Wang Bing's forehead, and at the same time stepped on the Gang Step, pinched his fingers, and quickly chanted: "I respectfully invite the Third Prince Nezha, who has supernatural powers since he was seven years old... to ask the medium to guide him, I sincerely beg you..."

"Prince Nezha has arrived at the altar, and the divine soldiers are rushing as fast as an order!!"

"boom--!"

As the spell was completed, an extremely pure spiritual energy seemed to come directly from the sky, across countless spaces, and instantly descended into Wang Bing's body.

Wang Bing's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, his eyes were shining with a gleam of light that was captivating, and his whole body's aura also surged wildly.

Become!

Ye Yingjiu had an idea and quickly chanted a spell, commanding the medium Wang to deal with old man Wang Ai.

"Bing'er——!"

Wang Ai's eyes were red with anger, and he felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife as he looked at Wang Bing in front of him.

Wang Bing didn't hesitate at all. He clenched his fists and rushed straight towards Wang Ai.

At this time, the men brought by Wang Ai had already separated and stood in line, surrounding Ye Yingjiu. After seeing Wang Bing leave, they immediately used their own methods to attack Ye Yingjiu.

......

(Big guys, can you give me some free gifts? Just ask which girl you want to receive one. As long as the gift is good enough, I dare to accept it!)

Chapter 219 The killing begins!

Wang Ai brought a total of four people, who were now standing in four directions in front, behind, left and right, surrounding Ye Yingjiu.

Ye Yingjiu put the peach wood sword back into the ring and looked ahead with narrowed eyes.

Standing right in front is a middle-aged man with unshaven beard and medium-length brown hair. He only wears a white vest on his upper body and camouflage pants on his lower body. His two exposed arms are not thick, but the muscle lines are very perfect. You can tell at a glance that his explosive power is quite amazing. His lower body is also unusually stable. His temples on both sides are bulging high. He must be a master who has both internal and external skills!

Moreover, judging from the bloody aura that occasionally pours out of the opponent's body, he is definitely not just an ordinary thug. It must have been the result of a long period of fighting that slowly condensed the blood.

The man walked towards Ye Yingjiu step by step, his steps were slow but firm, and his aura was slowly gathering. The three people on his left and right and behind him stood where they were without any movement, and seemed to be in no hurry to attack.

"This should be the meat shield role among the four." Ye Yingjiu thought secretly.

"Ye Yingjiu, I've heard of you."

"He's good at catching ghosts."

The middle-aged man suddenly spoke in a low and hoarse voice, with an expressionless face. He was definitely a heavy smoker.

"Really? I haven't asked yet...!"

Seeing that Wang Ai was struggling under the medium's life-for-life tactics, Ye Yingjiu felt a little relieved.

"I......?"

The middle-aged man pondered for a while, then suddenly spread his legs, moved his legs forward and backward, pressed his center of gravity down, and slowly raised his hands to perform a tiger claw move!

"The dead are not worthy to know my name."

After saying that, his muscles and bones suddenly exploded, and he pointed his toes, accompanied by a tiger roar, and pounced straight towards Ye Yingjiu!

Ye Yingjiu was in a trance and only felt a gust of fishy wind blowing towards him, as if the one pouncing towards him was really a ferocious tiger king!

"Tiger Fist!"

Ye Yingjiu shouted softly, feeling happy instead of surprised!

In the past, I only practiced with Sister Baoer Xia He at home to hone my boxing and kicking skills. I didn’t have many opportunities to fight with masters, or even none at all.

And now is a very rare opportunity to improve fighting experience through actual combat.

"Well done!"

Ye Yingjiu twisted his waist, and instead of retreating, he advanced, instantly rushing forward to fight back with his fists and claws!

"boom!"

As fists and claws collided, a muffled groan was heard, and both men took a step back, neither of them was better.

After the attack, the long-haired man's face darkened slightly and his eyes became sharper.

"You can take a blow from me at level three, you're pretty good."

Ye Yingjiu couldn't help but laugh, you pretender, I really only used three levels of strength, okay? If my slightly trembling arms hadn't betrayed you, I would have almost believed your nonsense.

"Just not bad? Then keep going!"

After saying that, he moved, and when he was about to get close, he suddenly twisted his waist and kicked the long-haired man in the face with a powerful whip-kick.

"drink--!"

Changmao roared angrily, raised his arms to block the whip kick, then raised his claws and grabbed Ye Yingjiu's chin with a tiger-like move.

"Bang bang bang!!"

In an instant, the two of them fought back and forth for more than a dozen rounds before separating.

Changmao raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, stared at Ye Yingjiu, frowned and said: "This is a tricky idea, let's do it together!"

Without him saying anything, the other three had already started to act.