Ten Elders is Ten Elders, and Feng Zhenghao's strength is beyond his reach.
"Well, speaking of it, that is also a long-lasting past event, but I really should tell you."
Wang Ai walked out from behind, leaning on a cane, with a condescending arrogance on his old, fat face.
He tapped the ground lightly with his cane.
"Back then, your grandfather Feng Tianyang was sent to hunt down and tortured, and finally fell into the hands of our Wang Family.
Your grandfather was also a weakling, and begged us Wang Family for protection. In the end, we Wang Family not only did not kill him, but also vouched for him in another Human World, so that Feng Family would no longer be hunted and could live an upright life.
President Feng, you don't think that while the other founders of Eight Extraordinary Skills are hiding in Tibet, you, Feng Family, are able to rise to prominence because of Feng Tianyang's ability, right?
In exchange, he gave Spirit Summoning and Sending to us Wang Family, and also personally promised that he would never pass on the complete version of Spirit Summoning and Sending to his descendants."
Wang Ai's lips curved into a mean smile.
Feng Zhenghao's face was gloomy, but he quickly returned to normal. He was not angry, but very calm.
Hold your fists, bend down, and bow.
"Thank you Wang Ai Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto for informing me. If so, I, Feng Family, do owe Wang Family a lot. From now on, I, Feng Family, will definitely follow Wang Family's lead!"
Wang Ai heard this, his facial muscles twisted, and he suddenly showed a bright smile like a chrysanthemum.
"President Feng, wherever we are, we are all one family. Okay, okay. For the sake of President Feng, I will only accept one arm of this old guy today."
Wang Ai The cane hits the ground.
Wang Chong understood immediately, and then laughed ferociously.
The atmosphere on both sides suddenly became tense.
Feng Zhenghao was still standing in front of Lu You, motionless, his eyes behind the lenses were dark and he was thinking quickly.
And at this juncture, Lu You finally spoke.
"Has it all been said?"
His voice was flat and not loud, but everyone present could hear it clearly.
Everyone looked at him.
Lu You stood up slowly, patted the dust on the Daoist robe, then bent down to pick up the broken cloth flag, weighed it in his hand a few times, with a look of distress on his face.
"This banner has been with me for many years."
He said, his tone was as if he was making a homely statement.
"This is an excellent magic weapon to assist in divination. It is priceless, and it is of great significance to me. At the very least, I have to pay 100 million."
He threw the cloth banner aside.
Feng Xingtong was worried, but his eyelids twitched, didn't he say 100 million? Just throw it away so casually.
Lu You looked at Wang Ai and Wang Chong, then at Feng Zhenghao, rubbed his chin, and finally said:
"Feng Family owes me a favor. Wang Family broke my cloth banner. In that case..."
He smiled.
"Feng Family and Wang Family, give me a copy of Spirit Summoning and Sending from both of your families, and I will not pursue this matter."
The whole place was silent for a full ten seconds.
Feng Zhenghao turned his head suddenly and looked at Lu You in disbelief. Wang Ai's face changed from gloomy to livid, and then from livid to red.
It's like hot red hot chili peppers.
Wang Chong was stunned at first, and then smiled, with a ferocious smile, "Old man, are you crazy?"
"This is the truth, you should think about it."
Feng Xingtong stood behind his father, his whole body stiff.
He opened his mouth to say something, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something.
"Okay. Very good."
Wang Chong took a deep breath and took out a writing brush from his sleeve. The pen was completely black, with dense runes engraved on the barrel, and the tip of the pen glowed with a strange golden light.
"Since you are looking for death, I will help you."
He picked up his pen and drew in the air.
Wherever the pen passed, colorful traces were left in the air. Those traces were intertwined and quickly formed a picture scroll. The moment the picture scroll was unfolded, they all fell into it.
Wang Family stunt, Divine Painting!
The feet are filled with flowing jet black ink, and the top of the head is covered with various weird graffiti.
There are mountain peaks, rivers, pavilions and pavilions in the distance, all of which are worlds in the painting outlined with lines.
Feng Zhenghao and Feng Xingtong were also brought in.
"Divine Painting, Heaven and Earth in the Painting."
Wang Chong's voice came from all directions, with a condescending mockery.
"Old man, this is our Wang Family's unique skill. You are lucky if you can die in it."
In the distance, blue lines quickly gathered together to outline a long sword. There were ancient seal inscriptions flowing on the sword. The air trembled where the sword pointed.
The sword left the screen and flew towards Lu You.
As fast as lightning.
Feng Xingtong's pupils shrank suddenly and he couldn't help shouting, "Be careful!"
Feng Zhenghao sighed, Qi surged out of his body, and was about to take action. Although what the old Daoist just said made him feel very dissatisfied, the other party was Xingtong's benefactor after all.
But before he even took a step forward, he saw Lu You slowly raising his hand.
a finger.
index finger.
In Lu You's body, Innate Qi, as violent as the sea, was concentrated to the extreme by him, gathered on the tip of his index finger, and gently touched the tip of the flying sword.
There was no earth-shattering bang, no explosion of sound or light, not even a trace of sound.
The moment the sword touched Lu You's fingertips, it was not as hard as a tofu cube and it shattered in an instant.
The cracks on the sword spread from the tip to the hilt, and then the entire sword turned into countless fragments of blue light, exploding in the air, and violent force swept through the Divine Painting world.
"What...?!"
Wang Chong's voice came from mid-air, filled with surprise.
But Lu You didn't stop.
He turned his palm over, then put his middle finger on his thumb, and suddenly, a stream of air popped out.
That force went against the trend in the direction of the sword, like an invisible dragon, tearing and shattering along the skeleton of the world.
The dark space beneath his feet began to crack, the countless graffiti above his head were torn into pieces, and the mountains, rivers, pavilions and pavilions in the distance were all collapsing and dissipating.
The entire Divine Painting world is like a smashed mirror, with cracks spreading from the middle to all sides, and then...
Boom!
Broken!
The world completely collapsed, and Lu You and others returned to the real world from the two-dimensional world.
The sun was dazzling, the breeze was blowing, and the leaves of the old locust tree were still rustling.
Wang Chong's whole body was twisted and shot away, turning into a black shadow, bleeding from all his orifices, and smashed three thick old locust trees behind him like a cannonball.
Finally, it hit a mountain rock hard, making a human-shaped dent in the rock.
"Pfft!"
Wang Chong spat out a mouthful of blood, his breath quickly weakened, his face turned gray and his eye sockets were sunken.
"Wang Chong!"
Wang Ai's eyes widened and he almost dropped his crutches. He ran over quickly and squatted down to check his grandson's injury.
The two diners looked pale, standing there neither advancing nor retreating.
Feng Zhenghao was stunned, and a turmoil arose in his heart.
The little Feng Xingtong was also stunned. He seemed to have some misunderstanding about the old gentleman's strength.
Could it be that...
His mouth was open and his eyes were wide.
Could it be that the other party doesn't know Wang Family, but doesn't take Wang Family seriously?!
He looked again at the white-haired old Daoist.
Lu You still looked that indifferent, there wasn't even a single wrinkle on the Daoist robe, the wind was light and the clouds were calm.
"It's a very interesting ability, being able to drag people and things into a two-dimensional plane through the screen, it's really not bad."
Divine Painting is a very interesting ability. It involves the concept of dimensionality reduction, but Lu You feels that this is definitely not something that the user can do.
Otherwise Wang Chong wouldn't be able to catch even one move from Lu You.
It should be similar to Eight Extraordinary Skills.
The technique to steal the power of the world.
Wang Ai raised his head and stared at Lu You, his cloudy old eyes full of coldness.
He has been in Human World for so many years and has met countless masters, Old Celestial Master Zhang Zhiwei, Quanxing Ding Shiyan, Lu Jin, Lu Ci...
Everyone is a figure standing at the top of different Human World.
However, the old Daoist in front of him gave him a completely different feeling.
Although those people are strong, there is a reason why they are strong, or in other words, there are traces of their strength. They can tell something fishy from the techniques they perform, their habits in battle, their personalities, etc.
However, this old Daoist is inexplicably strong.
To put it simply, he can't understand!
"Who... are you?"
Wang Ai's voice is hoarse.