Chapter 162 Wang’s Wild Dog, Although the Body Is Destroyed, the Soul Is a Slave

The moment Zhang Taichu discovered Wang Ai, without any hesitation or pause, he swung out his giant golden hand to suppress the opponent directly.

During the Jiashen Rebellion, the Wang family also participated in the conspiracy against Tian Jinzhong, which directly led to the latter's disability.

Of course, the Wang family also paid a huge price for this. All the Wang family members who were directly related to Tian Jinzhong's deposing were wiped out, and even one branch was uprooted, which paid a heavy price.

As for Wang Ai's lineage, because they were busy dealing with Feng Tianyang, they did not interfere with the matter of Zhang Huaiyi and Tian Jinzhong. This was also the reason why he did not kill them all back then, allowing Wang Ai's lineage to continue their popularity. However, he didn't expect that in the subsequent battle at Guanshan, the opponent would appear in the team that surrounded and suppressed him. It was clear that he was still evil.

But he tried his best and failed to completely eliminate this group of rabble. Also because of Master Zhang Jingqing's intervention, after ending the Jiashen Rebellion, he sat in the cave and never came out of the mountain again.

Now seventy years have passed, everything has changed, and his attitude towards Wang Ailuci is just that of two wild dogs that are just surviving. Although he looks down on them, he has no intention of killing them all.

Lu Ci still had some sharp eyesight and behaved extremely honestly, so Zhang Taichu was willing to give him a way to survive.

But what he didn't expect was that Wang Ai was so short-sighted, always rushing to hit the muzzle of the gun, and even in today's grassland battle, he pulled up the armed force of more than a thousand people to kill He surrounded and killed.

"The Wang family's old wild dog really doesn't want to live long. If that's the case, then don't live anymore."

Zhang Taichu snorted coldly and waved his palm without reservation.

then.

Wang Ai, who still had a trace of luck in his heart, could no longer maintain any sanity. The moment he saw Zhang Taichu appear, he fell into complete despair. It was not that he had never fought against the opponent, so he knew his level better. fear!

But seeing that giant golden hand covering the sky and the sun, the sense of oppression it conveyed had already exceeded the methods the other party had displayed outside the Imperial Villa a few days ago.

"I don't accept it! I don't accept it!"

Wang Ai roared, punched his chest hard, forced out several mouthfuls of blood essence, transformed it into innate energy, and was driven by the secret technique of Shentu, turning it into a brilliant five-clawed golden dragon.

The golden dragon's breath was vast, as if a divine beast was reborn, it let out a dragon roar that shook the heavens and the earth, and then soared into the sky, heading towards the giant palm.

After using this move, his face immediately became bloodless, like a piece of white paper soaked in water until it became wrinkled.

It's a pity that the golden dragon roared loudly when it touched Zhang Taichu's slap, and then without any suspense, it began to collapse inch by inch. The lifelike dragon horns, body, and scales, It exploded with a bang and turned into a cloud of mist.

Suffering the backlash, the corners of Wang Ai's mouth, stained with blood, opened wide again, spurting out a large mouthful of blood.

But before he could struggle any more, the golden palm had already arrived, and it was directly grasped into the palm of his hand and held in mid-air.

There was a sound of bones breaking and twisting.

Wang Ai's body was covered in blood, her spine was broken, and the blood-stained bone spurs pierced her skin, exposing her lower body. Her lower body was twisted like a twist, with large streams of blood flowing.

"Woo..."

His eyes turned white, a combination of saliva and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, his whole body was twitching, and he looked like he was about to die.

"Grandpa!"

Wang Bing, who was still entangled with Feng Shayan, fell into madness when he saw this scene. He turned around without caring about anything, withstood the opponent's punch, rolled on the ground and got up, his hands and feet together. He rushed towards Wang Ai.

"Oh, the little wild dog feels sorry for the old wild dog. Don't worry, he will die!"

Zhang Taichu laughed evilly and waved his giant golden hand again. He also took the king into his hand and kneaded it fiercely, causing the blood and flesh of his lower body to burst. The skin was torn and the flesh was squeezed into juice. Bones were broken inch by inch.

"Ahhhh!!"

Wang Bing looked up to the sky and howled. The extreme pain made him burst into tears and screamed in agony!

At this moment, the only two thoughts in his vague consciousness were: one was worry about his great-grandfather, and the other was regret, regret about why he had to fight for that breath in the first place, regret about why he could not endure it any longer, regret about why he I can't believe that I would provoke Zhang Taichu!

But there is no regret medicine in the world. All he can do at this moment is to keep wailing as he endures the ravages.

"The barking of this wild dog is really unpleasant."

Zhang Taichu hooked his fingers, and a bright golden sword shot out, slicing Wang Bing's throat without any pause and cutting his vocal cords in half.

Guluuluulu...

Large streams of blood gushed out from Wang Bing's throat. His eyes widened, and the airflow from his lungs rushed out along the crack in his throat, accelerating the splatter of blood from his arteries.

At the moment of life and death, he subconsciously used his true energy to control the bleeding from his throat wound, but it only delayed the arrival of death.

the other side.

Seeing this scene, Wang Ai used her only sense and cried out: "Zhang Taichu, if you have any questions, come at me, let my grandson go!"

As Wang Ai spoke, blood spurted out of his mouth. His breath was so weak that he could no longer protect himself.

Zhang Taichu said with cold eyes: "It's not that I haven't given you a chance, but you don't cherish it time and time again. A wild dog that doesn't remember pain is destined to be beaten to death."

As he spoke, he clenched his palms, and saw that the golden palms that imprisoned Wang Bing also tightened tightly, leaving no space in the palms.

puff! !

Wang Bing's eyes were bulging, and before he could even scream, the body parts pinched below the chest exploded, leaving only his head and part of his neck, flying into the sky.

"Bing'er! Bing'er! No!"

Wang Ai was bleeding from all his orifices, and his old face was full of horror. Seeing the sudden death of his beloved grandson, he was so out of his mind at this moment!

"The little wild dog dies, and it's the old wild dog's turn." Zhang Taichu said indifferently.

The giant hand holding Wang Ai also tightened its grip, and with a soft pop, the latter was crushed into a pulp like a king, leaving only a head, which flew high into the sky.

But one move at a time.

Wang Ai, the head of the Wang family, will never die without his beloved grandson Wang He!

On the other side, Feng Zhenghao, who had witnessed all this, also burst out with a brilliant light in his red pupils.

"Wang Ai, you died well! You died well!"

"Even if your body is destroyed, I will still suppress your soul so that you will not be reincarnated or reincarnated, and will be a slave forever!"

"Father! Grandpa! My grandson has tolerated it for so many years, and he can finally clear your grievances! Wang Ai! Do you really think that the Feng family, who was sent by Ju Ling to send generals, did not leave any backup?!"

As he spoke, Feng Zhenghao made a thought in his mind, and Liangshan Dajin's secret technique started to work!