Feng Xiaojie's face was a little ugly, but he quickly returned to normal:

"As the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat four hands, and there are many ants that can bite and kill elephants, there are seven or eight thugs here, and if you can fight silently, can you still put them all down?"

"What's more, there's Uncle Feng here..."

Thinking of this, Feng Xiaojie turned his head and smiled at the withered old man behind him:

"This kid.... It's quite capable of fighting. ”

However, when his gaze fell back to Shen Mo again, he couldn't laugh at the next scene.

As if to match what he said just now, I saw one after another figures, almost in no particular order, flying out one after another.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Human shells flew in the air, smashing solid bed boards, collapsing solid concrete walls, and shattering hard marble floors....

These opponents with inferior cultivation are silent and don't even bother to use their true qi, and they can be easily crushed with their physical bodies.

In the sword light and blood shadow, I saw his hands in a circle, or push or turn, such as playing Tai Chi, it seemed to be a light punch and a palm, but it was like entering a no-man's land, rubbing it was injured, and he died next to it.

In the incredible eyes of everyone, those steel knives and blades that were enough to split iron plates were even more broken under the power of a punch!

The audience was in an uproar.

"W-This man is a dozen nines? I'm not mistaken...."

"These thugs, each with extraordinary skills, some are even comparable to special forces, and they can't even block a punch?"

"What's more, the person who was hit by his punch didn't even have a chance to survive, and he was killed before he hit the ground, what a terrifying strength this is. ”

The policemen behind Wu Zhangrui all looked shocked and whispered to each other.

And Wu Zhangrui himself was even petrified on the spot, only to feel that his brain was not enough: "This, is this still a person? It's simply a real-life version of Ultraman." ”

When Shen Mo stomped on the head of the last thug, the body kicked in front of Feng Xiaojie.

"Ahh

Feng Xiaojie had never seen such a bloody scene, his face turned green with fright, and he screamed again and again:

"Come on, this murderer has killed again, catch him, catch him!"

"Young master, don't be afraid, there is an old slave here. ”

At this time, a shriveled voice sounded, it was the withered old man who followed Feng Xiaojie and had been silent.

Every time the old man said a word, he coughed a few times, like a broken candle in the wind, and he looked like a drooping old man.

However, Feng Xiaojie's eyes lit up, like a savior:

"Uncle Feng save me!"

Uncle Feng pulled Feng Xiaojie behind him, then looked at the flat silence on his face, and said slowly:

"Mr. Shen is very skilled, it's just.... No matter how strong your body is, after all, it is a foreign kung fu, and you are inferior. If you don't enter the internal strength, you will never know the horror of the internal strength warrior. ”

"Old and talented, immersed in martial arts for more than 40 years, only in the middle of the region..."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone exclaimed:

"This person is actually in the middle stage of internal strength?"

After all, the capital is not a small place in a remote corner, and even if it is a police station that is not connected to the martial arts world, some people have heard about the martial arts world.

However, after all, this is a small number of people, including Wu Zhangrui, the vast majority of people present have heard of it for the first time.

Sure enough, an uninformed person asked:

"What kind of realm is this, is it very powerful?"

The former person sighed:

"Not only is it powerful, the internal strength of the martial artist has already seen the way of martial arts, picking flowers and flying leaves, can hurt people, and even more, can shake bullets in the flesh. Even if you meet the ace special forces of our country, you also have the power to fight!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone gasped:

"The body blocks bullets? This is a scene that only appears in a certain drama, right, there are such perverted people in reality?"

Listening to everyone's discussions, even at the age when Uncle Feng was more than half a hundred years old and his heart was like water, he couldn't help but feel proud in his heart.

In the middle stage of internal strength, both the physical body and the true qi have been qualitatively improved, which is far from being an ordinary external strength martial artist, which can be contended.

Seeing that he was silent, Uncle Feng thought that he had moved, so he continued:

"The old man doesn't embarrass you, as long as you are willing to follow me and go to the Shen family to admit your mistake obediently, the old man will come forward to intercede for you. ”

"Come on.... For the sake of the decayed thin face, the Shen family will spare your life. ”

He said this with his lips, but he harbored evil intentions in his heart.

Even with his mid-stage strength of internal strength, he is not afraid of the outside world. However, the strong strength shown by Shen Mo with one enemy and nine times still made him secretly frightened.

"This kind of powerful horizontal practice should be the acquisition of some secret horizontal practice methods that specialize in the physical body. Although it doesn't have supernatural powers, it is extremely difficult after all. ”

"If you can make the enemy capture without blood, it is naturally the best. ”

Uncle Feng had a wishful thinking in his heart, and he decided in his heart that Shen Mo would eventually compromise.

How could a martial artist with a mere external strength cultivation be his opponent in the middle stage of his internal strength?

Who knows, Shen Mo was unmoved, and only asked lightly: "Are you finished?"

Uncle Feng smiled and bowed.

In his opinion, Shen Mo must have been moved by the words when he couldn't wait to speak so eagerly.

At this time, I heard Shen Mo say again: "Since you have finished speaking, then you should die." ”

Before Uncle Feng could react, he saw a gloom in front of him.

I don't know when, Shen Mo flashed in front of Uncle Feng, stretched out his green index finger, and gently tapped it on his eyebrows.

In the horrified gaze of everyone, a green mark stretched from the center of Uncle Feng's eyebrows, extending and spreading little by little.

His body, under this mark, gradually declined, and he had lost his vitality.

To extinguish internal strength, you only need one finger!

"Shhh

Countless people gasped.

With Uncle Feng's mid-stage strength, he was wiped out by Shen Mo, doesn't that mean... He is even higher than Uncle Feng's cultivation?

In addition to being shocked, they were glad in their hearts, fortunately, they didn't offend Shen Mo just now.

In the end, how strong the internal strength is in the middle stage, these people did not see it from Uncle Feng. But that didn't diminish their awe of the power of silence.

Whether it is to break the sword with a fist, to fight nine with one, or to kill someone with one finger just now, it is not something that ordinary people like them can fight against.

This is no longer an ordinary martial arts, but an immortal method that overrides all beings!

"Da-da-da-da. ”

A crisp sound of footsteps came, and the silence was like a leisurely stroll, walking towards Feng Xiaojie step by step.

"Don't, don't kill me, you can't kill me, I'm a member of the Feng family...."

Feng Xiaojie was so frightened that his urine came out, his upper and lower teeth kept chattering, and he suddenly didn't know where he got the strength, screamed loudly, turned around and ran away.

"Can you run away?"

Shen Mo's eyes flashed, and he raised his crystal clear fist and swung it gently in the direction of Feng Xiaojie's escape.