Chapter 465 What is the old master hiding? !

As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Ji's figure instantly disappeared from the spot. Except for Lao Meng and Zhang Chulan, the other people left afterimages. In an instant, only the light and shadows of various magic spells were left in the field.

Light and shadows were flying around, interweaving and dissipating at such a fast speed that Zhang Chulan's eyes could not keep up with their movements. Only the sounds of fighting, clashes, and muffled groans could be heard.

Zhang Chulan stared blankly ahead. This was not a question of whether he could get involved or not. Without being able to see the specific details, he didn't even have the qualifications to get involved.

[Brother Xiao, Clarinet, Wang Zhenqiu, and Sister Baoer. ] He turned to look at Lao Meng who was holding his glasses. Although he didn't know what Lao Meng was doing, he was absolutely sure that he was participating in the war!

Zhang Chulan came back to his senses only when he felt his cell phone vibrating.

Taking out his cell phone, Gao Erzhuang asked him to turn on the camera and point it at the battlefield.

Zhang Chulan held up his phone in a daze, like a fool. Many things were beyond his expectations, including Murong Ji's strength and the level of the temporary workers.

They really didn't use their full strength to capture Ma Xianhong.

the other side.

Capital city, company headquarters, conference room.

The scene of the capture of Murong Ji was projected on the big screen, with all kinds of magic and physical skills flying around. The scene was just like the special effects in a mysterious movie. No, it was even more exciting than the special effects in a movie.

"Everyone, what do you think?" Zhao Fangxu asked, adjusting his phone on the main seat. "While you are making your comments, I need to convey a concept to you."

Zhao Fangxu stood up, glanced at the location of the phone, and tried to squeeze his body into the screen. "This! It's the result of me asking Erzhuang to slow down a thousand times."

"Er Zhuang, play the live broadcast of the scene."

The next moment, the figures on the screen almost disappeared, and most of them were afterimages, with various incomplete bodies, just like a progress bar being pulled quickly.

It didn't take long for the video speed to become 'normal' again.

"Everyone, let's get started."

The other five directors slowly came back to their senses. Huang Bairen asked in a deep voice: "Is this... is this really the level that humans can achieve?!"

Bi Youlong exhaled slowly, "Boss Huang and you guys are not extraordinary people, so you may not be very clear about their strengths. Let me introduce them to you."

Bi Youlong's voice was a little dull. "For a long time, the existence of aliens has been blocked and blocked from ordinary people. In addition, they deliberately hide things, so many things are relatively vague."

"The strength definitions of the cultivation methods of various sects have always been vague. Up to now, there are only two specific records. One is the three realms that are applicable to all extraordinary people."

“Refine the essence into Qi, refine the Qi into spirit, refine the spirit and return to emptiness. When it comes to refining the spirit and returning to emptiness, this emptiness, in my opinion, is the state of innate Qi, which is also ascension. After ascension, there is another step, called refining emptiness and merging with the Tao.”

"The other kind is only applicable to the Golden Elixir Method, or the Inner Elixir Method. It is the realm in our novels."

"In order to make you and the directors understand, I will use Behemoth's method and forcibly rank them."

"The first tier is the old Heavenly Master Zhang Zhiwei. There is only one person with the same strength as him, but I think there are more. Look at the large-scale military exercises in Europe not long ago. The Western alien Isaac Taber who died there is also at the same level as the old Heavenly Master, I think."

"The second tier is Ru Hu and Ding Shimaan. There is also Murong Ji who is in the open. There are also the old monsters from other major sects who have not come out, and a few of the Ten Lords."

"The third tier is these temporary workers, the Three Corpses of Tu Junfang, the Four Madmen, the Six Thieves..."

……

Bi Youlong spoke a lot, quickly and clearly, and did not stop until he talked about ordinary people. "Leaders, I'm done."

Everyone was looking at the phone on the main seat, and then they heard a voice coming from inside, "This is your regular meeting, why do you make it sound like you're giving us old, immortal reports?"

"Yes, we just want to understand the situation. Xiao Zhaoer, you guys continue."

"Yes, yes, yes." After hearing what was said, Zhao Fangxu no longer hesitated and continued to squeeze his figure into the screen without blocking the view. He was determined to let the leaders see his positive work and serious and responsible attitude.

After several people discussed it, Zhao Fangxu watched everyone express their opinions, and then pushed his glasses.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have another document to show you."

As he spoke, he picked up the laser pen and tapped the big screen. The next moment, the call records between Qu Tong and Sun Guoxing began to play one by one.

Then there was the call record between Murong Ji and Sun Guoxing. Even more cruel, there was evidence that an order to kill Murong Ji was issued across levels...

These were no longer things they could handle. The six people in the company were all waiting for orders from those on the phone.

Suddenly, the phone screen went dark.

Zhao Fangxu slumped in the chair and couldn't help but take a few pieces of paper and wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Huang Bairen and Bi Youlong were not in a much better condition either. Both of them had gloomy faces as they waited for the leaders to discuss the results.

"Director Zhao, should we do this..."

Zhao Fangxu slowly sat up straight, "What are you afraid of? I'll take care of anything!"

Then, silence fell in the conference room...only the images and sounds of a special effects movie kept flashing on the big screen.

Suddenly, Zhao Fangxu's cell phone rang. He took it out and looked at it, then said slowly, "Let's take advantage of this gap to deal with other things."

Zhao Fangxu sent the newly transmitted news to the group of several people, "You all know about the old Taoist priest, right?"

"The latest news is that the old Heavenly Master and Quan Xing have scheduled a duel."...

Murong Ji fought back and directed all the attacks directly towards Hei Guan'er. His hand was already injured, so the breakthrough point was on him.

In a hurry, he repelled Wang Zhenqiu and exchanged a palm strike with Xiao Zizai, the Palm of Great Compassion.

The recoil force was also applied to Feng Baobao.

In the free time, Murong Ji used the Wuxiang Intercepting Finger to press on Hei Guan'er's ribs, pressing the acupoints and holding his breath. This finger instantly made Hei Guan'er's whole body turn blue and purple due to the suffocation of his own "Qi".

Just when he was about to retreat and leave the battlefield, he never expected that he was one step too late.

Murong Ji grabbed his shoulder and said, "I never thought that one day I would be able to use the Bei Ming Divine Art?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he had already absorbed all of Hei Guan'er's acquired Qi. Before everyone could react, he had already transformed Hei Guan'er's Qi into the Tianshan Six Yang Palm.

The left hand hit Wang Zhenqiu's chest, and endless cold air invaded, freezing his meridians in an instant, making Wang Zhenqiu's body covered with frost.

The other palm directly collided with Xiao Zizai.

After dispersing the Great Compassion Palm, it hit Xiao Zizai's palm hard again.

The blazing flames instantly severely injured Xiao Zizai's arm.

After killing three people in an instant, Murong Ji had a chance to catch his breath. He kicked Clarinet out of the battlefield and looked at the four people who were still surrounding him.

They had been fighting for quite some time, and by now, the white belly could be seen on the horizon.

With one person less, Murong Ji’s pressure was greatly reduced.

He raised his head and looked at the woods on the left and right. He sneered, looked at Wang Zhenqiu, and asked, "Do you know the people over there?"

Wang Zhenqiu's face was solemn, and there was no trace of his playful smile. At this moment, he was trembling all over, and his trembling appearance was somewhat funny.

"I...I only know the one on the left, my former teammate."

Murong Ji nodded, and then, with a breath, the energy suddenly spread out dozens of meters with Murong Ji as the center.

A strong wind blew, and Wang Zhenqiu suddenly felt that the surroundings had become different.

He couldn't tell exactly what was different, but something just didn't seem right.

The next moment, he knew it, his feet suddenly went soft, and he subconsciously jumped up, but there was nowhere to gain leverage.

It was as if they had fallen into water.

His vision suddenly went dark, and he steadied himself, floating on the surface of the water with his Qi, and crawled out in a panic.

Wang Zhenqiu realized that he was not the only one who fell into the water. Except for Zhang Chulan and Clarinet, almost no one was spared.

The dirt flowed down the faces of several people like water. The strong smell of dirt made them sober up a lot. At a glance, with Murong Ji as the center, the area of ​​20 to 30 meters in radius had become a "pool of water".

The waves in the 'pool' were surging, as if a huge storm could break out at any time.

"Awesome! What is this?" Wang Zhenqiu laughed bitterly. They were simply not opponents of the same level. Could it be that only two heroes could match them?

Murong Ji looked at the woods on the right and said calmly, "Five Elements Magic. Are those people here to kill me?"

Wang Zhenqiu was stunned. Before he could answer, a terrifying earth snake suddenly appeared in front of Murong Ji.

"hold head high!"

With a loud roar, they rushed into the jungle in a flash. No one knew what the result would be, but in short, those people were in trouble.

"Still fighting?"

"Why are you still fighting? I'm not a masochist. Brother Xiao, Lao Meng, Baobao... uh..." Wang Zhen glanced over and saw that Feng Baobao had already started pretending to be dead.

Murong Ji took a step forward, and the ground beneath his feet instantly returned to its original dry and hard soil.

After taking only two steps, Murong Ji took out his cell phone and there was a call from Qu Tong.

"Hey."

"Husband, there is news that Zhang Zhiwei and Quan Xing have scheduled a fight! Four days later, on the Xilin Gol grassland!"

Murong Ji paused and remained silent for a long time without saying a word.

"Husband?! What's wrong with you?!"

Murong Ji exhaled slowly, "What is the company's reaction?"

Hearing the sound of shuffling papers on the other side, Murong Ji waited for a while, and then heard Qu Tong say: "The Ten Lords and the company don't want the old master to kill anymore, but the old master..."

"Husband, what is Zhang Zhiwei hiding?!"

Murong Ji said calmly, "Don't worry about it! Take Beibei back to the capital. By the way, where is Ma Xianhong?"

(End of this chapter)