Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 378: Apart from your status as the head of the Wang family, what are you?

"With such a big show of force, why doesn't old Patriarch Wang show up?" Yan Huan glanced around, but there was no sign of Wang Ai.

"The master is drinking tea in a nearby farmer's house. He will come to deal with you later." said the man at the front.

Yan Huan chuckled, "It's come to this point, and you're still so cautious."

Looking again, he saw a group of desperate criminals running for money, a group of servants serving the Wang family, and five elders from the Wang family, a total of more than 40 people, all gathered under the tree.

"This mountain is much more beautiful than the last time I was stalking it. This is not the natural revival of spring!" A strange man wearing a long sword frowned and looked around from time to time.

The atmosphere in the mountains is a bit strange. Even if ink is splashed, it is difficult to conceal the vitality.

"What are you thinking about? The Wang family has given us enough money this time, so none of the more than 40 people will be unable to go back. I've already planned to go back to my hometown and get married after I finish this job." The accomplice next to him said, pinching the talisman in his long sleeves.

The leader of the expedition was Wang Ai's great-nephew, named Wang Zhi.

"Okay, everyone, be smart. My Wang family's money is not wasted!"

clap clap clap!
Wang Zhi clapped his hands, and the noisy crowd quieted down.

"As the youngest 'Lao', but without his own power, you all know what this means, right?"

Well···

A long moan broke out among the crowd, and everyone remained silent, knowing what was going on among themselves.

strength!

They were all aware of the rumors that had been circulating for the past two years. If it weren't for the Wang family taking the lead and relying on their numerical advantage, some people would never dare to wade into this muddy water.

"It's OK as long as you understand it in your heart. Don't be polite. Let's greet together!"

"You are still harboring thoughts at this time, but this will give this gentleman a chance!"

Wang Zhi pointed and gave the order.

on!
Swish!
More than a dozen people in the crowd jumped out, but within ten meters, the leader's pace slowed down.

"What do you mean?"

"Take the lead, but you don't dare to take the lead, right?"

The person in the front turned his head and looked with disdain in his heart.

It is simply a fantasy to think of cooperating with this group of rabble. Who would be stupid enough to be the first to step forward and fight?
Wang Zhi felt troubled when he saw this scene. If he was intimidated by the names of "Witch King" and "Lao", how could he carry out his plan? The head of the family would not act easily before the opponent was hurt.

"Whoever hurt this kid first, my Wang family will give him an additional 5 million on top of his reward!"

"In addition, if you unfortunately die, our Wang family will take care of the rest of your family's lives and ensure that they will have a smooth life from now on."

Wang Zhi grinned grimly. They all wanted to benefit themselves, and without the motivation of interests, these people would not act rashly, so he set conditions and continued to push forward.

Of course, what he said were all empty promises. After all, the people were dead, and no one knew that the Wang family had broken their oath.

Clang!
There was the sound of a sword being unsheathed, and indeed someone took the lead, drawing out his long sword and going straight in.

Seeing this, more and more people followed.

The five men approached Yan Huan at an extremely fast speed, and attacked him with two long swords, a Buddhist vajra, and two heavy punches.

Yan Huan stretched out two fingers and made a "yeah" gesture. A golden light flashed at his fingertips, illuminating a vast, blank space in front of him.

Ahhhhh!
The five people shouted at the same time, and felt a burning pain in their eyes. They could no longer see anything except the burning white light and the scarlet color of damaged vision.

The golden light dissipated, and the area under the tree returned to normal. Everyone looked over there in surprise, and found that the five people seemed to have evaporated from the face of the earth, with no trace of them left.

A few white moths flapped their wings and flew away, standing out against the inky black forest.

"what's going on?"

Suffering from a lack of imagination, Wang Zhi simply could not understand the method of "creating animals and transforming them into living beings".

He gnashed his teeth and shouted, "They actually escaped, five pieces of trash!"

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to say, and the situation came to a standstill again.

Yan Huan stood in front of everyone and suddenly realized a problem.

Wang Ai was cautious and careful, and he would not show up until he saw the rabbit. If he did not reveal his weakness, this old man would rather let everyone die here than show up easily.

Yan Huan nodded thoughtfully.

The situation before me cannot be dealt with by any crushing magic.

In order to make Wang Ai, who has been hiding in the dark and not making any move, show up, we have to find a way to play him.

In terms of acting skills, Yan Huan had been hiding in Northeast China for more than ten years. Although she may not be a master, she is definitely better than Feng Baobao.

"Oh no, I acted too relaxed at the beginning, isn't it too abrupt to act cowardly now?"

Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Yan Huan cleared his throat and said in a deep voice: "It is not easy for you to practice, and I cannot guarantee that I can kill you all before the Qi Sea is emptied, so please go back. It is not wise to risk your life here for money."

This also exposes a bit of disadvantage.

Wang Zhi gritted his teeth and clenched his hands so tightly that his nails almost dug into the flesh of his palms.

People say that young people are reckless, but I have never seen such an arrogant guy in my life.

"This kid is too arrogant!"

Wang Zhi took out an exquisite brush from his chest pocket, took a step forward, and rushed forward.

"Don't be afraid, come with me!"

As soon as Wang Zhi made a move, the other four members of the Wang family could no longer stand still. Since the people in the family had taken the lead, they had to express their views.

"Don't forget this kid's reputation in the circle. Don't use witchcraft to greet him and expose your family's inherited unique skills."

With an angry shout, wisps of Qi wrapped around the pen in Wang Zhi's hand, which gradually turned into ink at the tip of the pen.

With a flick of his hand, ink scattered out like meteors. At the same time, four members of the Wang family took out the scrolls in their arms.

Yan Huan moved sideways and dodged all the attacks instinctively, but still took a few ink dots out of spite.

The black ink spread on the white shirt and stained the skin.

"Oops~"

Yan Huan staggered back a few steps, swinging his hands and feet uncoordinatedly to the left and right: "This is the magic of Mohism~ It's really amazing~"

After hearing this in a clear and loud voice, Wang Zhi was stunned on the spot. Blue veins crawled all over his forehead like maggots, blending with the wrinkles.

"Are you fucking kidding us?"

"Huh?" Yan Huan frowned. This reaction was not right.

How could such superb acting skills be seen through at a glance?
Bifang's voice emerged in my mind.

"When you have time, learn more from Yan Yu..."

"Got it." Yan Huan responded softly.

Since I went to sea and entered the customs, I have lived freely and openly in the past two years, and I have really lost all my pretentiousness.

The five elements add to the body and solve it!
White Tiger·Fighting Instinct·Solve!
Ninth Earth·Solid Power·Release!
···
"In this case, there shouldn't be any problem..." Yan Huan sighed lightly. For the first time in his life, he felt that fighting with others was such a tiring thing.

Swish!
The scroll was spread out beside Yan Huan. Two black tigers appeared on the paper. Suddenly they jumped out of the painting and attacked.

Yan Huan leaned down and grabbed the throat of the rushing Mo Hu with his left hand, and followed with his right hand to grab the throat of the other Mo Hu.

He flipped his wrist and exerted force suddenly. With a turn of his body, the two ink tigers spun like windmills and fell to the ground.

With a loud bang, the ink exploded like spilled paint, covering the surroundings.

Without waiting for Yan Huan to catch his breath, the ink dots in the scroll floated into the air and poured down like a rainstorm, transforming into thousands of sharp weapons, long knives, sharp swords, darts, arrows... With sharp sounds of breaking through the air, they stabbed at him rapidly from all directions.

Yan Huan's body swayed, and just as he was about to fly into the air, the ground suddenly broke, and two figures stepped out from the gravel and soil, their eyes flashing with dim light, and four hands came up together, holding Yan Huan's feet tightly and holding him firmly.

"go to hell!"

Wang Zhi's eyes turned red, he shouted angrily, put his fingers together and pointed downwards.

The ink-colored weapon fell like a meteor, tearing Yan Huan's clothes.

The strange thing is that there was not a trace of blood left where the sword pierced through, only a few spots of ink spreading along the gap.

"Ahhhh!"

The two guys who practiced the "Earth-Walking Immortal" technique screamed, and their lives were annihilated in the storm of swords and knives.

"As expected of a member of the Wang family, you are so cruel and ruthless!" Yan Huan sneered and kicked away the two corpses beside his feet.

Wang Zhi shrugged indifferently: "It is their honor to devote themselves to the Wang family."

"Don't worry about others, think more about yourself!"

Wang Zhi stepped on one foot, made a gesture with his fingers, and muttered something.

The ink marks on Yan Huan's skin twisted and turned, and there was a faint feeling of pulling the skin.

Wang's divine painting can interfere with the soul state of the human body by splashing ink, causing the soul's distorted and deteriorating reactions to be reflected in the body.

Yan Huan stared at the ink mark, not feeling much, just a tingling sensation, as if a bug had crawled over it.

In an instant, another six people rushed forward and showed their methods one after another.

A "Hunting King Sutra" Sun-shooting Bow, an ordinary air-splitting palm, and an extremely brave Thunder Fist...

boom!
All the means were used, the Qi waves surged, and smoke and dust rose up.

"This is what it looks like..." In the vast dust, Yan Huan praised sincerely, pointed his finger, and a beam of golden light shot out.

Before Wang Zhi could react, he saw the chest of his fellow tribesman next to him opened wide, forming a neat circle of large circular holes. All the organs in the chest cavity disappeared, without even a trace of flesh and blood left.

thump!
The body fell to the ground.

When the dust settled and the vision became clear, the six people were slightly stunned. Their methods did not work at all.

"What are you afraid of? Your Qi hasn't been used up yet, so keep on serving me!"

"Looking at the wounds all over his body, I know he is not invincible. Come on! I will raise the price to 10 million for whoever takes this guy's head!"

Wang Zhi was so angry when his tribesmen were killed that he didn't care about anything and put all his energy into the tip of the pen.

The six men were about to continue their attack when suddenly the earth shook and the undulating ground instantly deprived them of their standing ground. Before they could get up and run away, the green vines hanging from the giant tree next to them fell down at a high speed, dragging them one by one and hanging on the tree.

"Somebody come!"

At Wang Zhi's command, the three men rubbed the "lava bombs" in their hands and jumped down from the air.

"Heavenly Prison Water Prisoner." Yan Huan held it with one hand, and clear water gushed out from the cracks in the broken ground and gathered in the air. A huge water ball submerged the three people and wrapped them tightly.

Gurgle, gurgle...

Within a few seconds, the three men drank the water into their lungs out of panic, and then their eyes rolled back and they floated in the water dungeon like dead fish.

"He's clearly been hit by my soul-locking technique, yet he still has the energy left to cast so many Five Elements spells... Is this kid still human?" Wang Zhi swallowed his saliva, a dazzling flash of fire passed by, and heat waves rolled.

thump!
The two younger generations of the clan beside him responded to the call. Their charred bodies emitted a "sizzling" sound, and black smoke floated in the air. The burnt smell filled Wang Zhi's nostrils, stinging his forehead and causing him pain.

"Master! Master!"

Wang Zhi staggered to the ground, kicking his legs and retreating repeatedly. His back unknowingly leaned against the cold trunk of the giant tree, and the thugs hanging on the vines were still screaming in pain.

The sharp thorns of the vines pierced their skin, and blood flowed down bit by bit. The new green buds that had just sprouted from the tree trunks became brighter and brighter.

The broken inky sky was letting in rays of light, and a gigantic pupil suddenly opened in the dark spot that had not yet cracked.

Wang Ai, who was hiding somewhere unknown, looked down at the mountain with his dark eyes, his body shaking as if he had been electrocuted.

"Calling upon the five elements magic at will, changing the structure of the environment at will, is this the power of the five elements essence as rumored?"

"With them, the magic in the Warlock Bureau can be controlled freely. The inheritance of the Natural Gate and the lost flow of energy can also be easily continued... The five elements are gathered together, and one can do a hundred things."

"I want it, I really want it!"

Wang Ai clenched the crutch tightly, then loosened it.

not the right time yet.

The 60% chance of winning must be turned into a 100% chance.

"Don't be afraid, Xiaozhi. He is tired. Can't you see that?" The ink mark drawn on Wang Zhi's earlobe twisted a few times, and a voice came into Wang Zhi's mind.

Wang Zhi looked towards the courtyard in front of the mountain in panic and saw Yan Huan panting, with his arms on his knees, looking exhausted.

Wang Ai continued, "His magic is powerful, but it can't withstand any attack. All unreasonable strength has a price. If you call a group of people to rush over, you will definitely be able to take him down in ten minutes."

"After Bing'er's accident, the heir of our Wang family has not been decided. If you can win this fight, it will be a great achievement for you. At that time... hehehe, you know what I mean."

Wang Zhi was stunned, looked at the charred corpse lying on the ground, and swallowed hard.

Damn... this is probably a good thing!

There are fewer competitors.

Wang Zhi struggled to stand up. "The opponent is already at the end of his strength. One against twenty-four. The advantage is mine!"

"This..." The remaining people hesitated, their hands holding the weapons trembling a little.

Everyone in the circle knows the Wang family's style of doing things, but after seeing it today, the degree of shamelessness is really beyond imagination - this is called the advantage is in me?

Yan Huan glanced at everyone and heard the sound of a pipa.

The Pipa Ghost opened the mouth of the musical instrument in his arms and said, "Young Master, I have found the location of the person who cast the Mo Tongue spell in the sky."

“It is indeed located in a farmer’s home, but there are ordinary people on both sides.”

"I see. This old man likes to play tricks within the rules and use ordinary people as shade trees. I have almost guessed it." Yan Huan nodded.

But it doesn’t matter. There are very few sorcerers in the world who can resist the temptation of the five elements, and Wang Ai is definitely not one of them.

Looking up at the dark pupils in the air, Yan Huan straightened up slightly.

The pupils rolled around, staring intently at the lonely figure in the courtyard.

"I want to see how long you can hold on!" Wang Ai gritted his teeth, and a small ink-colored butterfly flew out from the cuffs of his loose gown, gently flapping its wings and flying towards the Qunling Mountain.

When the butterfly landed in the ink of the plants in the mountain, the ink all over the mountain seemed to come alive and began to crawl towards the strange man hired by the Wang family.

Instantly, crooked and twisted lines were branded all over their bodies.

Seeing this, Wang Zhi was secretly delighted and waved his hand to issue an order: "You have been strengthened, all of you come at me!"

"There is no room for retreat! This is the method of one of the eleven masters in the world, the old patriarch of my Wang family! After three seconds, anyone who remains still will die!"

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. They clearly could not feel any trace of strengthening in their bodies. It would be more accurate to say that a layer of restraint had been added.

Wang Zhi opened his mouth slowly and began to count the time.

Still no one in the crowd took action. After another three seconds, a scream was heard.

The person in the middle had his body twisted and deformed in full view of everyone, and in a moment he became a deformed mass of flesh.

At this point, everyone understood that Wang Ai was forcing them to fight for their lives, otherwise, they would end up like him!

"This damn old thing! Isn't this a hopeless situation where death is inevitable?"

Do not!
Everyone stole a glance at the six people hanging on the tree.

There is still a glimmer of hope if we take action, and it seems that this "Witch King" is really a little tired.

"Fight him!"

A melee broke out again.

Yan Huan performed very hard in this battle.

About twenty minutes later, after killing more than twenty people, Yan Huan grabbed Wang Zhi's throat with one hand and pressed him against the thick tree trunk.

"It seems that your patriarch has been treating you as abandoned pawns since the beginning."

“Hehehe... there’s no need to sow discord... the Wang family has been able to last for such a long time, which generation of the head of the family must be incompetent? The old man has his own plans!” Wang Zhi grinned and continued to use “Shen Tu” to provoke Yan Huan’s flesh.

This time, Yan Huan's flesh and blood, which were covered with ink, finally became distorted.

"Hahahahaha! After trying for so long, you've finally reached the point where I can influence you!"

"You are definitely no match for my old man! Old man, it's time for you to take action!"

"Oh..." Yan Huan breathed a sigh of relief. After being tried for so long, this half-baked "magic paint" could finally have an effect on him.

All the enhanced states that could be removed were removed. The only way Yan Huan could withstand Wang Zhi's methods was by relying entirely on his own "life" strength. If this member of the Wang family was a little stronger, he wouldn't have to pretend to be so strenuous.

"Hahahaha!"

As loud and arrogant laughter spread, the inky black covering of the plants in the mountains continued to shrink and slowly gathered at the entrance to the mountain.

Even the ink on the thugs began to fade.

A short and fat figure, hunched over, walked slowly towards them with a cane, and the ink on the ground flowed along the cane and into his sleeves.

"My Qi Mo is a good thing, I have to save it for later use."

"Divine Painting: Great Wilderness Ink Splashing——"

Wang Ai raised his cane high and pounded it hard into the ground. The ink spread out and a barrier was formed.

The courtyard at the foot of Qunling Mountain seems to have been forcibly pulled into an ink painting.

The sky and the earth turned white, and the mountains, rocks, trees, houses... were all blended into the ink. The outlines were sometimes clear, sometimes blurred... lively and full of charm.

thump!
Yan Huan threw Wang Zhi aside and jumped down from the protruding tree roots.

"Patriarch Wang really has good tactics."

"Thank you for the compliment. I'll use this little trick to catch the turtle in the jar." Wang Ai raised his head high.

The thick black Qi slowly spread out, and the ground beneath the feet no longer felt heavy. It was like a bottomless pool of ink, turning the white space black.

"I will take back Bing'er's revenge and the essence of the five elements today!"

"You must be very tired now, right? It doesn't matter, you will be relieved soon..."

Swish!
Before Wang Ai finished his words, a spear of golden light whizzed out and tore a big hole in the ink-colored world.

"Master Wang, what are you saying? I have never been in such a good state as I am today. How should I describe it? I should say... I am excited."

Wang Ai was stunned, his eyes widened. The broken place of the ink barrier was not the real world, but an extremely dark shadow wall.

"what have you done?"

"It's nothing. I used a bigger barrier to wrap up your 'Great Wilderness'. To use your own words, I caught a turtle in a jar." Yan Huan gathered five swirling Qi balls in his palm and pressed them against his chest.

The five elements are added to your body!

Wang Ai used his observation skills to investigate and felt that Yan Huan's aura had changed drastically.

He said coldly: "You held back?"

"If we don't do this, given Patriarch Wang's cautious nature, he would rather give up more than 40 people here than easily join the game. Then my plan will fail."

"You said... this was all planned by you, so what's the purpose?"

"Please ask Patriarch Wang to die."

Wang Ai was stunned at first, and then he burst into laughter as if he had heard a great joke.

"Hahahaha! I'm different from you, a powerless new guy. Let's not talk about whether I will lose this battle or not. Even if I lose, what will happen?"

"The death of the head of one of the four great families has caused a huge uproar in the circle. Can you withstand it?"

Openly starting a war with the same family is absolutely beyond the company's red line and has touched the company's reverse scale. When Zhao Fangxu gets angry, facing official sanctions, no matter who it is, they will have to pay the price.

"Wang Ai, you are very clear about this. You also know that you enjoy so many conveniences because you are the head of one of the four major families."

"But if you take away this identity, what do you have left?"

"You are nothing." Yan Huan shrugged and chuckled.

The death of the head of the Wang family would indeed cause enough turmoil, but if the one who died was just an alien named "Wang Ai", then the matter would become insignificant.

Wang Ai sneered. He had worked hard over the years, and those rebellious guys in the tribe had long been subdued by him.

In the entire Wang family, those who have the means dare not have ambitions, and those who have ambitions are all mediocre and incompetent and cannot cause any waves at all.

"I have controlled the entire Wang family for so many years and have warned my subordinates countless times. Do you really think you can convince them?"

"That depends on the level of the person being lobbied and the methods used," Yan Huan replied.

"What a joke! Can you make Zhang Yi, Su Qin, Mao Sui, Yang Shan, Zhuge Liang and others reborn into this world?" Wang Ai said angrily, not wanting to waste any more words on such an impossible thing.

Yan Huan gently shook his index finger and rejected it: "Maybe not as good as these predecessors you mentioned, but probably just slightly inferior."

"Wei Wuyang Xuanwen Hou, the Three Kingdoms' Tomb Tiger, Sima Yi."

(End of this chapter)