Martial Arts: Starting with Bajiquan, I will prove my divine power through the ultimate path!

In Chapter 105, during the confrontation, it was determined that this young man was definitely not the mastermind behind the killing of Quanzhen!

The location is on the second floor of the teahouse.

Besides Xiang Ji and other Taoist priests, Zheng Tong, Ji Hua, and other deacons from other sub-teams of Yinhen Hall were also present.

When they saw that the obviously young boy dared to be so arrogant in front of them.

The members of Yinhentang present were initially taken aback, then an expression of annoyance and dissatisfaction appeared on their faces.

Linghua's face turned ashen. She stood up abruptly. "Boy, aren't you being far too arrogant? You—"

"Ayaka".

Zheng Tong suddenly said, "Let's go."

"Zheng Tou, this—"

"Let's go."

Zheng Tong got up and left, and the rest of the group followed him.

Linghua's face turned pale and then red. Finally, as she passed Shi Wen, she snorted coldly and followed the crowd downstairs and left.

"Boss Zheng, this kid is way too arrogant. We should have taught him a lesson earlier!"

Linghua, her face full of anger, said with dissatisfaction, "A newcomer is so arrogant in front of us. Who will respect us when we start working?"

"Ignore him." Zheng Tong said expressionlessly, "He came to the Zhenxian Temple all by himself, wasn't he? Let him show off. Whether he's dead or crippled, it's no good for us. After all, he's the one who sent me away."

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"This is also a good opportunity to see if this person has become an appendage of the adults, and what methods he has used."

"How arrogant! He boasted that he would face more than a dozen Quanzhen disciples alone."

These words were spoken.

Linghua realized what was happening, then left with a sinister grin on her face.

Everyone went downstairs and dispersed.

The group searched for a suitable spot to observe from the vicinity.

"Chief Zheng, I questioned him, and for some reason, Xu Youxin is very protective of Shi Wen, not revealing a single useful piece of information."

Xingyuehong's expression turned somewhat grim. "How about I go and capture those real people again to ask them?"

"No need. If we can't find out, so be it. We'll see it eventually."

Zheng Tong, expressionless, grabbed her head and pressed it down. "That kid just now made me angry too. Help me cool down."

Xingyuehong rarely refused, so she could only squat down.

The teahouse, on the second floor.

Tensions.

Two rows of burly Taoist priests stood in formation, their cold, scrutinizing gazes fixed on this extremely arrogant young man.

Or perhaps he can't be called a kid at all.

After all, the newcomers were not much different from them in terms of size or height.

The other party arrived too calmly.

It was as if they were there for a casual tea party, not for a life-or-death battle!

At the end.

With graying temples, Xiang Ji sized up Shi Wen and calmly asked, "You are Shi Wen?"

Not just him.

Everyone present stared at Shi Wen.

He was filled with doubt and uncertainty.

Since they had not sensed any true energy from this person, could it be that he was just a seemingly ordinary martial artist who had mastered internal energy?

"Hmm, who are you? When is Lin Weidao coming?"

Shi Wen stood expressionless opposite Xiang Ji, a slight smile appearing on his cold face. "How many Quanzhen martial artists have come this time? I hope you won't let me have too little fun this time."

"Arrogant!"

Someone wanted to rush over and teach Shi Wen a lesson.

But Xiang Ji reached out and stopped him.

Xiang Ji's narrow eyes fixed on Shi Wen, his calm tone carrying an indescribable undertone, "Boy, who killed Xiang Ju?"

"Of course it's me, who else would it be?"

Shi Wen had barely finished speaking.

Xiang Ji, who was extremely calm just a second ago, suddenly became furious. His figure flashed past like a blur and appeared in front of Shi Wen the next second, slamming his hand into Shi Wen's chest!

The speed was so fast that even Shi Wen didn't have time to react!

They could only rely on instinct to cope.

Bang bang bang! !

In a short period of time, the two exchanged hundreds of blows, the sounds of their collisions like thunderclaps, deafening!

Xiang Ji's withered limbs moved like a storm, transforming into afterimages that were impossible to detect with the naked eye, leaving behind clear and deep claw marks and palm prints on Shi Wen's body.

"Such a heavy body, you haven't fully merged into the True Form, have you? How can you have such a heavy weight?"

A look of horror flashed in Xiang Ji's eyes.

Although he had only made a slight move, he had already sensed that this kid's physical density was extremely high and his weight was probably an astonishing six thousand catties!

How could this person, who is merely a martial artist practicing internal strength, possess such a heavy physical body?

Can you barely keep up with his shooting rhythm and respond accordingly?

Although he didn't go all out, he was still a hidden master of the Eight Steps of Quanzhen, and even when he did fight, he was still incredibly powerful.

That kid.

Something's definitely not right!

Shi Wen was pushed back step by step, his robes ripped apart, revealing a muscular and well-built body.

The marks of Xiang Ji's beating were clearly visible on his body.

Countless black energies, as dense as tadpoles, formed horrifying wounds like wriggling insects, frantically devouring flesh and blood and the Black Crow Fire Qi!

Boom~

The Black Crow Fire Qi operates autonomously.

Shi Wen's entire body was surging with thick, liquid-like fire energy, and the temperature inside the building was gradually rising.

He put in a lot of effort.

Only the Black Crow Fire Gang can dissipate these dark energies.

"The Black Crow Army's 'Black Crow Fire罡 Subduing Demon True Strength Technique'?" A hint of surprise flashed in Xiang Ji's eyes. "This is truly interesting. What is your relationship with the Black Crow Army? How did you obtain their martial arts? And how did you develop true strength without fusing with their techniques?"

"Go ask those dead guys, maybe you'll get the answer."

Shi Wen twisted his neck, and his bones cracked and popped.

Faced with such a powerful Xiang Ji, he showed no fear or hesitation, but instead felt a strong fighting spirit welling up from the bottom of his heart!

He felt the tearing pain emanating from the wounds all over his body.

The madness in his eyes was gradually escalating!

"Let's take this kid down first; there's no need to waste time talking to him."

Xiang Ji, however, had lost interest. "With this kind of strength, there's no way he could kill Xiang Ju. Let's capture this man first, and then interrogate him!"

Xiang Ju is his younger brother. He is deeply trusted by the Holy Son and has many ways to protect himself.

Putting aside other things.

His immortality alone makes him someone this kid can't kill!

He had only used less than 30% of his strength.

This boy was injured so badly that he had no chance to fight back.

How could he possibly kill his brother Xiang Ying?

It should be noted that although his younger brother's level of fusion with the true essence was somewhat low, he was still immortal. His younger brother, who was deeply trusted by the Holy Son, had also obtained a means to unleash a burst of killing power.

Even if he touches it forcefully, his body will be cut into countless pieces.

"yes!"

One after another, figures of Quanzhen cultivators took one, two, and three steps and rushed towards Shi Wen.

The entire teahouse suddenly became dark.

The seven low-level Quanzhen masters exuded terrifying and eerie true energy, which, like a giant net, sealed off the entire teahouse, making the light dim and gloomy.

The moment the group surrounded Shi Wen.

It was as if an invisible net was falling on him, causing the world before his eyes to distort and sway!

In the moment when Shi Wen was in a daze, seven iron fists slammed heavily into him, creating a deafening sound like the clash of metal.

The eyes of the seven figures were filled with smugness and pride.

However, before they could even come to their senses...

A terrifying power erupted from this body, and what they saw next left them completely stunned and bewildered, even plunged into incomprehensible fear.

"Bow-drawing stance, supporting punch—"

The cold, indifferent voice had barely rang out when an explosion suddenly erupted in the air!

The terrifying force of over 1.5 million jin (approximately 650,000 kg) flashed by in a blur, and the seven figures were instantly blasted into a cloud of blood mist without even uttering a wail!

Before they could react...

Like a fleeting shadow, their hands simultaneously grasped seven pieces of dark, rotten flesh.

Refine it immediately!