The most powerful profession in American comics

In the next few days, everyone was adjusting their status and facing life and death, no one took it lightly.

June th, early morning.

A hundred or so were gathered in the front yard of the manor.

Zhang Zhong didn't say a word, he just looked at everyone, including himself, a total of one hundred and eight people.

What needs to be said has been said a lot in the past few days.

"Comrades, let's go."

Following Zhang Zhong's words, everyone set off in silence without saying a word.

Everyone, a team of three, two warriors and one monk.

This is also a more appropriate composition after discussion and practice.

Some took cars, some walked, heading towards their final destination.

It may be that the next day is a festival, and there are many people in the square of Mingzhi Shrine.

By the time Wang Bin and his party arrived one after another, it was already approaching noon.

"Daozhang Zhang, should we go in directly?" Wang Bin looked at the large crowd in the square.

Zhang Zhong looked at the crowd in the square and whispered: "Scatter in and gather in the main hall. I will open the barrier. You start from the main hall and clean up. Move quickly!"

Wang Bin nodded and separated from Zhang Hui to inform everyone.

Soon everyone arrived near the main hall. Zhang Zhong stood in front of the main hall, looking at the onmyojis inside and the ordinary people who came to worship.

I can only blame you for coming at the wrong time.

Zhang Zhong thought to himself, his hands were not idle, he took out a large seal, which was obviously a counterfeit Heaven-covering Seal.

Zhang Zhong is worthy of being a master of Uncle Jiu's generation.

He quickly formed seals with his hands, and with the magic weapon as the center, a formation quickly enveloped the entire shrine.

"action!"

Wang Bin shouted, and the warrior quickly killed the Onmyoji in the front yard of the shrine.

The onmyojis in the front yard were all low-level onmyojis, and they didn't expect anyone to come here to play, so the result was predictable.

"Mr. Wang, all the Onmyoji in the front yard have been dealt with, and all the ordinary people have been knocked unconscious." Chen Zhen walked quickly to Wang Bin's side.

Wang Bin nodded and shouted: "Brothers, speed up, go to the backyard, form a team of three, or a team of nine."

Hearing Wang Bin's shouting, Chen Zhen didn't hesitate and rushed to the backyard.

As one of the three largest shrines, there are still many masters inside. As soon as Zhang Zhong set up the formation, several of them noticed it.

But when these onmyojis noticed it, Wang Bin and his group had already fought their way to the back.

An onmyoji who had just opened the door and came out to check was killed by a warrior with a flying knife before he could react.

"Quick! Don't leave anyone alive!" a warrior shouted, and the target was a monk from the Tao Alliance.

All the members of the Wu League who came here were those who had participated in the battle in the Demon City, and had relatives and brothers who died at the hands of the Japanese.

The monk who was called was stunned for a moment and nodded. He knew that now was not the time to be merciful.

At this time, an onmyoji escaped the warrior's attack, quickly formed seals, and hit the warrior who attacked him with a spell.

Seventy-two warriors all have defensive runes made by Wang Bin.

A halo of light dissipated, and the runes on the warrior's body shattered.

Wang Bin noticed this Onmyoji and was shocked. Theoretically, each rune could defend against several rocket attacks.

But this Onmyoji destroyed the defensive runes with a single spell. This should be the real high-level person of the shrine.

"Zhang Hui! Here"

Wang Bin called out to Zhang Hui. If he didn't call out to his teammates, he would show off as a personal hero because he had watched too many movies.

When Zhang Hui heard this, he rushed over immediately. He was still more than ten meters away when he bit his finger and wrote a talisman on the heart of his right hand with blood.

"Palm Thunder!"

This is different from ordinary palm thunder. This should be called a blood method and is rarely used.

Wang Bin was not idle either.

"Pyroblast!"

Zhang Hui's palm thunder hit the high-level Onmyoji first.

After the Onmyoji knocked away the warrior who attacked him, he immediately formed a defensive barrier for himself. It was this barrier that helped him block Zhang Hui's attack.

However, Wang Bin's Pyroblast Technique also hit him immediately. The barrier formed in a hurry only blocked Zhang Hui's palm thunder, but could not block Wang Bin's Pyroblast Technique.

The Onmyoji who was blasted into the house lay on the ground sluggishly, vomiting blood one by one.

Wang Bin rushed in quickly, looked at the Onmyoji who seemed to want to say something, and snapped his fingers.

"Burnt!"

Onmyoji's whole body began to catch fire. Not to mention Wang Bin's cruelty, just thinking of the massacre in the future, the top brass of these devils wanted to be chopped alive.

"Wang Bin!"

Zhang Hui, who came in shortly after, saw this scene and frowned, obviously disapproving of Wang Bin's actions.

"Zhang Hui, if you had seen how they treat our common people, you would understand."

After speaking, he walked out of the room without waiting for what Zhang Hui was saying.

The sounds of fighting and the roar of spells were heard all around.

The Onmyoji still discovered the attackers and began to launch sporadic counterattacks.

Wang Bin somehow remembered the scene of watching the documentary in his previous life, and the murderous intention in his heart could not be calmed down.

The strong murderous aura shocked the two warriors following him and Zhang Hui.

Wang Bin pressed the gem on the back of his right hand, and his armor was quickly put on Wang Bin's body as if someone controlled it.

The people who were fighting around were shocked by this scene.

"Today, I will ask the devil to pay some interest first!"

After speaking, Wang Bin resolutely used the talent of the flame system to burn.

From a distance, Wang Bin looks like a god of fire, with flames burning around his body.

"Flamestorm!"

Wang Bin released this area-of-effect killing magic towards the Onmyoji who was relying on a house to fight his own people not far away.

I saw that the ground of the entire house was like a volcano erupting, and the entire house was blown up to the sky.

The two onmyojis were not spared and turned directly into barbecue.