"What is it? Incomplete Spirit Capturing Generals? Kid, speak clearly!"
At this moment, a deep voice sounded from behind Zhang Fan. The voice was filled with anxiety and panic.
Feng Zhenghao appeared behind Zhang Fan and stared at him with a dark expression.
Capturing Spirit and Dispatching General was one of the eight godly skills, and it was also the foundation of their Feng Clan.
But now, this brat in front of him actually said that the Feng Clan's Spirit Capturing General was incomplete!
How could he tolerate this?
Zhang Fan turned around and smiled disdainfully.""Isn't that so? Do you really think that House Feng is the real Spirit Capturer?”
"What right do you have to say that?"
Feng Zhenghao's face was so dark that water could drip from it.
However, when she saw how calm Zhang Fan was, she couldn't help but want to retreat.
He was able to establish the World Association, so his intelligence must have far surpassed others.
He knew very well that there were only two kinds of people who could talk about the flaws of Spirit Capturing and General Dispatching in front of him.
The first was that he was an idiot!
The second type was that they were extremely confident in their own strength and information.
If Feng Zhenghao chose the latter, he would become a powerful mutant.
After hearing Feng Zhenghao's words, Zhang Fan rubbed his thumb and index finger together and said in a sinister tone,"
"How much do you think this information is worth? As long as you satisfy me, I'll tell you!”
Feng Zhenghao pondered for a while and asked,""A million?"
Zhang Fan shook his head in dissatisfaction.
Liu Yanyan, who was beside him, felt as if ten thousand horses were running through her heart.
It turned out that Zhang Fan had said that the World Society would voluntarily give him money.
How was this voluntary? This was obviously extortion!
However, not only did she not feel any discomfort, she even felt a sense of excitement.
In order to get more information from Zhang Fan, Feng Zhenghao had no choice but to say,"
"10 million?"
"F * ck, are you trying to get rid of a beggar?”
Zhang Fan couldn't help but curse.
Then, he grabbed Feng Xingtong's neck and said coldly to Feng Zhenghao,"
"Use your Spirit Capturing General. Today, I'll let you see the true use of Spirit Capturing General!”
"Alright…Alright…"
Feng Zhenghao was furious. A white light flashed across his glasses as he waved his hand and shouted,"
"Spirit Capturing General-Myriad Spirits!"
All of a sudden, countless vengeful spirits appeared around Feng Zhenghao. They transformed into strange black mist and pounced toward Zhang Fan from all directions.
Instantly, this place was like hell on earth, making people's hearts involuntarily tremble in fear and horror.
Zhang Fan coldly laughed as he formed his right hand into a claw and mocked the resentful spirit that was charging toward him."
"A dead resentment still dares to be so arrogant!”
"Black Smoke, Dark Fire Palm!"
Zhang Fan's palm instantly turned black as a large amount of black smoke was released from his body. The black smoke then transformed into a huge palm that slapped toward the resentment of all living beings.
"Ssss…"
"Ssss…"
Instantly, the resentment of all spirits seemed to have encountered something terrifying. They let out terrified cries and trembled without moving.
"What?"
Feng Zhenghao saw this scene and broke out in cold sweat. He shouted and murmured,"
"No…How is this possible?"
When the other mutants saw their guild leader reveal such an expression, they couldn't help but be shocked.
Then, they all looked at the young man whom they had looked down on just now with fear in their eyes.
The next moment, before Feng Zhenghao could react, he wondered what had happened.
At the same time, a ball of black mist appeared in Zhang Fan's palm. It was none other than the resentment of all living beings.
Zhang Fan smiled evilly as he slapped Feng Xingtong's head, directly injecting the resentment of all living beings into his body.
"Don't…don't…"
When Feng Shayan saw this scene, she screamed in a heart-wrenching manner.
Then, with a face full of anger and hatred, she flew over and punched Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan completely ignored Feng Shayan's actions. He only focused on injecting the resentment into Feng Xingtong's body, allowing him to temporarily absorb the power of the resentment.
Just now, he had used the skill of the Dark Fruit, Black Smoke, Dark Fire Palm, to make the resentment of all spirits rise into a sense of fear that could not resist.
Then, it would allow Feng Xingtong to easily control the resentment and cast a more powerful Spirit Capturing General.
Zhang Fan had learned from his memories that a real Spirit Capturer would be able to devour the vengeful spirits that he had summoned, allowing him to obtain great power.
Zhang Fan was only doing this because he was using the power of the Dark Fruit to imitate the Soul Capturing Technique.
"Bastard! Bastard! You're a bastard!" Tears streamed down Feng Shayan's face as she continuously punched Zhang Fan.
"Idiot, look at it.”
Zhang Fan was left helpless by this big-breasted girl. He could only helplessly sigh.
"Eh?" Feng Shayan was stunned and turned to look at her younger brother, Feng Xingtong.
Feng Xingtong also blinked her eyes. Even though she had been heavily slapped on the head by Zhang Fan, she still couldn't see anything.
Not only did it not hurt, but even the original wound did not seem to hurt too much?
The moment he steadied his body, a powerful aura burst out from his body.
Hualala.
His eyes revealed a soaring fighting spirit, and his entire body was filled with endless power. It was as if a casual punch could explode the air.
"Ah…this feeling is great!”
"Child, you're thinking too much. You can only stay in this state for three minutes!”
Zhang Fan smiled as he looked at Feng Zhenghao, who had a complicated expression on his face, and asked,""How much do you think this is worth?”
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