"This kid is not bad. He has already reached the late stage of dark energy, and he can break through to the peak at any time." Zhengyang Zhenjun said, "But he is still close to reaching the stage of energy transformation."
"Dark energy?"
"The way of martial arts is divided into Ming Jin, Dark Jin, Hua Jin, and Dan Jin. Above Dan Jin is the Grand Master, and above the Grand Master is the Grand Master." He said, "I don't know how many Grand Masters there are in China now. ? However, although martial arts are stronger than us cultivators in the early stage, once our cultivators surpass the fourth rank, we can stand shoulder to shoulder with the great masters. If we surpass the fifth rank, the grand masters are nothing but ants."
I nodded my head. The so-called bright energy is probably because there is no such energy in the body. It is just the boxing kung fu practiced, and the energy in the body is dark energy.
The qi of this martial arts is different from the spiritual power I practiced. It feels like a simplified version of the spiritual qi, and its lethality is greatly reduced.
And the audience were all stunned by Tang Mingli's words.
In martial arts, age is not used to determine size, even if you are a hundred years old, if you meet someone with a higher level of cultivation than you, you should respectfully call him "Senior".
After tidying up the three bodyguards, Tang Mingli opened the elevator, only to find that the elevator was only on the first floor, which was the underground parking lot.
He brought a security guard over, but the security guard refused to say anything. He sneered and pressed his ribs, and the security guard immediately screamed in pain.
"I said, I said." The security guard was in pain, trembling, and rhythmically pressed the button on the first floor, and the elevator started to move immediately.
Already passed the negative floor, but the elevator was still descending. Suddenly, with a bang, the elevator stopped and the door opened.
A group of security guards with machetes and other weapons rushed out. These people have a little kung fu, but they are nothing more than flamboyant fists and embroidered legs. They haven't even started with Ming Jin, let alone An Jin
Tang Mingli rushed out, with only a mahogany sword in his hand, but with this unedged sword, he fought left and right, with great momentum all the way, and when he rushed out of the encirclement, there were already people lying on the ground behind him.
The live broadcast room was completely boiling, and the audience was like a carnival, throwing rewards desperately.
After speaking, he tipped fifteen crowns and became a gold-level viewer of Heiyan TV.
The basement is surprisingly luxuriously decorated, but the room next to it doesn't look like a ktv private room, but rather...
It was used to do that kind of thing, and there were a lot of strange and weird props that made one feel flushed and frightened at a glance.
I heard a sound in the next room, and turned the doorknob, but it was not locked. I pushed the door open a crack, took a look in, and almost spit out my dinner.
A man with a fat head and big ears was lying on top of a woman. The woman's face was covered with blood, and she had been tortured out of shape.
"Bastard, bastard!" I don't know where the courage came from, I pushed open the door and shouted angrily, "Let her go."
The studio was also filled with righteous indignation.
"Who the hell are you?" The fat guy hurriedly pulled up his pants, "How does Lao Zou do things? How can he let people in casually?"
The tyrant's face was cold, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he said coldly: "We are here to do justice for the heavens."
After speaking, he kicked the man in the face, breaking the bridge of his nose. He knelt on the ground covering his face and kept howling.
I ran over to help the girl on the bed up, only to find that there were wounds all over her body, only the air was getting in but not out.
"Call the police." I didn't dare to touch her, "Friends in the audience, the signal in this basement is bad, please call the police. This is the Bauhinia Imperial City KTV, and the address is No. 368, Bauhinia Street."
There is a signal jammer installed in the basement, and there is no way to make a phone call. As for the live broadcast... it can no longer be explained by scientific methods.
I don't care if he has a backer anymore, it's important to save people now.
I took a blanket to cover the woman's body and came out of the room, only to see Boss Zou with four tall foreign bodyguards, all of whom had guns in their hands.
The person who said this was the Ming Jin master who wanted to ask Tang Mingli for advice just now, and his name was "Punch the World".
With a sneer on Tang Mingli's face, he said, "Zou Zhongshi, the boss behind you is too bold. This is Huaxia. Do you think you can hide such a dirty place?"
"Hey, the energy of my boss behind the scenes is beyond your comprehension." Zou Zhongshi sneered, "I think you two are brave enough to break in, hey, if I kill you here, no one will notice , as long as my behind-the-scenes boss makes a move, who dares to come down and investigate?"
There is a signal jammer here. Of course, he didn't expect that everything here was broadcast live, and his ugly face was seen by 700,000 viewers.
Now, even if you have great power, don't try to cover it up.
The corner of Tang Mingli's mouth was hooked, and he said, "No wonder the business of the seventh son of the Xu family is getting bigger and bigger recently. It turns out that he opened such a brothel. If he doesn't follow the right path, he only wants to engage in these crooked ways. Sooner or later, he will kill himself."
Boxing World has become Tang Mingli's diehard fan.
Boss Zou's eyes twitched: "You actually know Mr. Xu."
"The seventh child of the Xu family, the most incompetent direct descendant of the Xu family, has done a lot of things outside the world these years. No one in the Xu family thinks highly of him." Tang Mingli sneered, "What he did before is nothing more than It's a small fight, but this time he broke the bottom line, even the Xu family can't protect him."
Boss Zou's face was pale. What the young man said frightened him. His hands were trembling slightly, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.
Tang Mingli said again: "In that princess' private room, the first princess who died probably knew the secret of the basement."
Boss Zou snorted coldly: "A few years ago we bought a girl, she was the sister of that Chunli. She came in to be a princess to find a sister. How could I let her live. I didn't expect that she would turn into a ghost , the ghost lingers."
Speaking of the female ghost, Boss Zou's face turned pale again, but no matter how powerful the female ghost was, she couldn't get out of that private room, otherwise she would have come to seek revenge on him long ago.
But I was very worried. Even if Tang Mingli could fight again, he couldn't deal with guns.
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Zhenjun Zhengyang said: "Girl, don't worry, do you still remember the ghost control technique recorded in the pamphlet I gave you?"
My heart moved, there must be ghosts in this basement, and it shouldn't be a problem to recruit them and deal with these guns.
While they were talking, I secretly bit my index finger, glued cinnabar with my own blood, drew a spell in the palm of my hand, recited the spell in my mouth, and then lit a stick of incense.
As the scent wafts out, all the ghosts in the basement will come out.
When I looked up, I was also stunned, there were so many female ghosts, they got out from the ceiling and the walls, they looked so miserable, it was unbearable to look at them again.
My heart was also full of anger, as the audience said, if such a person is not killed, it is not enough for civilians to be angry.
I suddenly remembered why the female ghost in the princess private room was lit, because she was thrown into the oil and drowned.
At this moment, Boss Zou seemed to have made up his mind, gritted his teeth, and said, "Shoot me, kill them first, as long as there is no proof of death, everything will be fine in the future!"
It's insane.
When those people raised their guns, I also raised my hand, and the charm in the palm of my hand shone with a layer of golden light.
Those female ghosts seemed to be summoned, and they all gathered and wrapped themselves around their bodies.
They couldn't see the ghost at all, and they were about to shoot, but suddenly they found that their hands were as cold as ice, and they couldn't move at all.
That's because they all had a ferocious female ghost hanging on their hands!
"What, what's going on?" Boss Zou was riding a female ghost on his neck, which was somewhat similar to the one in the princess' private room.
This is her younger sister, but unfortunately, she has already passed away.
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