Evil spirits descend: Suppress everything with martial arts

"Are you sure you want to challenge me?" Wu Zhen had a strange expression on his face, as if an adult was bullying a child.

Although Ming Dao's strength is not weak, and his martial arts talent is higher than Wu Zhen's, but after all, at his age, his martial arts cultivation is roughly equivalent to Wu Chen's 20-year skill.

And Wu Zhen has 100 years of Xingyi boxing skills, 60 years of iron cloth shirt skills, and 50 years of dragon capture skills.

Isn't this adults beating children?
"Wu Zhen, are you too arrogant?" Ming Dao was also a little displeased.

He has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and was called a once-in-a-century genius by his master.

And Wu Zhen on the opposite side is only about the same age as him, so how strong can he be?

"This guy, I guess he spends his time cultivating, and he definitely doesn't surf the Internet." Wu Zhen muttered in his heart, and secretly said: "If you saw the video of me stepping on water and flying across the river the day before yesterday, you probably wouldn't be as brave as you are now."

But since Ming Dao was so persistent and lost his temper, Wu Shi couldn't say anything more, so he nodded and said, "Okay then, I'll try my hand with you."

Then Wu Zhen stood with his hands down, looked at Ming Dao, and said, "Go ahead."

"Okay!" Ming Dao nodded, and immediately took a deep breath, his eyes were shining brightly, giving people the illusion of electric light flickering.

"This is the Taoism he practiced, the Thunder Taoism?" Wu Zhen was secretly envious when he saw this.

This Thunder Taoist technique is not a simple Taoist technique, it is both a martial arts technique and a Taoist technique, and they are both top-notch ones.

In particular, it has a natural restraint against evil spirits, and its power is terrifying when attacking evil spirits.

"Hey, envy can't come, who told me that I don't have the talent for cultivation." Wu Zhen sighed in his heart.

And Ming Dao, who was on the opposite side, also noticed that Wu Zhen was absent-minded, and suddenly felt a little angry, and secretly said: "I will beat you to the ground later."

Ming Dao shouted "Be careful", and then stepped out with a single step, stepping on a weird footwork, leaping more than three meters, and appearing in front of Wu Chen.

"Oh? What kind of footwork is this, so exquisite?" Wu Shi's eyes also brightened.

But at this time, Ming Dao was already close to Wu Zhen, he was overjoyed, opened his mouth and suddenly shouted.

This shout was the same as when he killed the evil spirits in the house last night, it was extremely abrupt, and the sound was loud, like thunder on the ground.

The young men in the army next to them were also taken aback by the yelling, their brains were short-circuited for an instant, and they all stood on the spot in a daze.

"Sure enough, there are some famous halls." Wu Zhen admired secretly in his heart.

This angry shout seemed to contain breathtaking power, it was easy to yell at others and make them stunned for a moment.

And this moment of sluggishness, for martial arts masters, is enough to kill the opponent several times.

Sure enough, while shouting thunderously, Ming Dao had already slapped Wu Zhen's chest with a speed as fast as lightning, but Wu Zhen felt that the force of this palm was not strong.

Obviously, Ming Dao still has a lot of strikes, and he is afraid of hurting Wu Zhen with one palm.

However, Ming Dao miscalculated this time.

In other words, he miscalculated Wu Zhen's strength.

Wu Zhen remained motionless, and just when Ming Dao was about to hit him with his palm, the clothes on his chest suddenly swelled up, as if a balloon was hidden inside.

Before Ming Dao's palm hit Wu Zhen, he felt an invisible energy gushing out from Wu Zhen's chest, and after his palm was recoiled by this energy, he couldn't move forward an inch.

"This! What kind of method is this?" Ming Dao was shocked.

He has never heard of this method!

Even his master, who reached the pinnacle of martial arts in his fifties, was not able to display this method.

"I don't believe it!" Ming Dao gritted his teeth, staggered his footsteps, changed his direction like lightning, and slapped Wu Zhen's shoulder with another palm, and at the same time secretly said: "He must have used some trick just now, this time I changed the place to attack, just Pat you on the shoulder and see what you do."

However, Wu Zhen remained motionless, while the clothes on his right arm and shoulders suddenly swelled up, and the aura reappeared, blocking Ming Dao's palm back.

"This!" Ming Dao froze, stopped, looked at Wu Chen incredulously, and then looked at his own palm, feeling that all this was beyond his cognition.

At this time, several young men in the army next to him had also woken up from Ming Dao's angry shout. They saw Ming Dao throwing two palms around Wu Zhen, but retracted before touching Wu Zhen.

"You..." The young man in the army was puzzled, and he couldn't help but secretly said: "Aren't these two people acting in a play? This dance looks like a god, and they are also martial arts masters?"

"What's the situation?" Ming Dao stared at Wu Chen and asked in a deep voice.

"This is inner strength." Wu Zhen said calmly.

Ming Dao was taken aback when he heard the words, and then his face was full of disbelief, and he said immediately: "Impossible, even for a peak martial artist like my master, the inner strength in the body can burst out at most in an instant, how can it form a gas film?"

Wu Shi couldn't explain it either.

He can't say that he has more than 100 years of skill, can he?
"This...the fact is like this, you can't do it, it's just because you don't have enough skill." Wu Zhen said calmly.

As he said that, Wu Zhen looked at an arm-thick landscape tree next to the training ground, and suddenly swung his palm.

With this palm, Wu Zhen broke out a small part of his 50-year Dragon Capture Skill.

Everyone just felt a gust of wind blowing out of thin air, shaking the landscape trees in the distance.

Ming Dao and the others were taken aback when they saw this, and they all raised their heads to look around, but they couldn't feel any strong wind.

"Damn it, this is the Tathagata's palm." A young man in the army suddenly remembered a classic Kung Fu movie by Blue Star, and there was indeed such a move in it.

And Ming Dao's eyes were shining at this time, and Wu Zhen's performance had completely exceeded his cognition, allowing him to see another limit of martial arts.

"I am convinced, I am completely convinced." Ming Dao couldn't help but said, "My master once said that I am a martial arts wizard, but when I met you today, I finally realized what a martial arts wizard is."

Wu Zhen couldn't help blushing when he heard the words, and said in his heart: "If I tell you that I have practiced for more than 100 years, I don't know if you will still say that."

After showing his hand slightly and shocking Ming Dao and others, Wu Zhen couldn't help but feel a little proud.

In the final analysis, Wu Zhen himself is just a young man in his early twenties.

While Wu Zhen was exercising martial arts with Ming Dao and others, an emergency meeting was being held in the official Xia State headquarters building.

Xia Ping, the No. [-] person in Xia Guo's General Investigation Department, was sitting on the reporting table with a serious face, seriously reporting something to the middle-aged people opposite.

"Chairmen, I know that what I said may be criticized by you, but I still want to say it." Xia Ping said solemnly.

Chief is the title of the official in charge of the highest power in the Xia Kingdom.

"This time, a large number of bizarre murders occurred in our Xia country for three consecutive days, and all signs point to evil spirits." Xia Ping said.

As soon as this remark came out, the faces of the people in the entire conference room changed, and then fell into silence.

Xia Guo advocates science and has been against the superstition of Xie Chong for decades.

But at this time, Xia Ping, as a senior official of the Xia Kingdom, actually spoke evil in front of so many bigwigs.

This made everyone a little unexpected.

"Xia Ping, you urgently requested this meeting just to say this?"

"I hope you can give me a reasonable explanation." A black-haired middle-aged man said in a deep voice, "If you can't convince me, you should probably go back and rest for a few years."