Chapter 100: Not an opponent

The question of borrowing money has always been awkward, not to mention that they have no money, so the atmosphere was a little weird for a while.

At this time, Master Wang said: "This... it doesn't matter if you really don't have it, haha... I'll think of a way myself."

Hearing this, Wu Dingshi and Bai Miansheng became even more embarrassed. This is exactly the case of a penny that can stump a hero!

After a moment of embarrassment, Wu said, "Well, there is no time to lose. I will take you to practice. After all, the mission assigned by the sect master is the most important."

As he was about to go to the cemetery, a little ghost suddenly said something to Wu. Wu sneered and said,

"Police? Don't worry. When they come, just kill them."

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of police quickly came up from the mountain, all holding guns.

But Wu was not worried at all. He let more than a dozen police surround the three of them, still with a sneer on his face.

He was able to get five little ghosts to rescue Bai Miansheng from the police station, so his strength was certainly not bad, so how could he be afraid of these policemen.

"You are surrounded, raise your hands!" a middle-aged policeman shouted.

However, Wu the butler did not move, but said lightly: "Five little ghosts, listen to my order, kill them all for me!"

As he said that, he also took out a black box, ready to use it to collect the souls of these policemen.

After that, the five little ghosts made a chirping sound, as if killing people made them very excited.

So they all flew and rushed towards the policemen. In addition, in order to scare the policemen, these little ghosts appeared when they approached, revealing their ghostly figures that could no longer be seen as human.

As soon as they appeared, their weird appearance and flying appearance scared the policemen.

In addition, they made strange chirping sounds, which sounded disturbing.

As they approached, the ghosts burst out and invaded the bodies of these policemen, making them very uncomfortable.

Helplessly, they had to shoot, but the bullets passed through their bodies without any damage at all.

Now everyone was scared, and the leader of the team kept shouting: "Retreat...quickly..."

But it was obviously too late, because these five little ghosts were floating among the dozen or so policemen, and the evil spirit had trapped them.

At this moment, Shanxia Linghui parked his car next to the police car, and he and Zhang Ming and others quickly went up the mountain, just in time to see this scene.

Ling Hui's face suddenly changed, and he looked at Zhang Ming and asked, "What should I do?"

Zhang Ming took out eight copper coins without thinking, but hesitated and said, "Isn't it too uncreative to use copper coins every time I show off?"

Hearing this, Ling Hui said unhappily, "What time is it? You are still entangled in this, hurry up!"

They were still some distance away, and if they ran over, they would probably be dead, so Zhang Ming felt that he could only use copper coins.

So he didn't care whether it was an old trick or not, and he gathered his energy and threw the eight copper coins in his hand fiercely.

At the same time, he pinched his right sword finger, controlling the eight copper coins to fly quickly in front of the police.

Then it flashed with yellow light, made a buzzing sound, and instantly hit the little ghosts.

After being hit by the sudden copper coins, the five little ghosts screamed and flew backwards. Then Zhang Ming, Huang Mao and Ling Hui quickly stepped forward.

Under Zhang Ming's control, the copper coins forced the five little ghosts to retreat continuously and dared not to move forward.

Wu Shishi's face darkened, staring at Zhang Ming and said: "I am the steward of Yuguimen. May I ask who you are and why you are meddling in other people's business?"

Zhang Ming pinched his sword fingers, and eight copper coins flew back to his hand and were held by him. Then he saw that the police were fine, and then he looked at Wu Shishi.

At this time, Master Wang and Baimiansheng both showed hatred on their faces, and shouted in unison: "Zhang Ming!"

Wu Shishi was stunned, and after looking Zhang Ming up and down, he said: "You are Zhang Ming? You are indeed a young boy, but

you are very brave despite your young age." Zhang Ming sneered and said: "No, no, I am not as brave as you, Yu Guimen. You dared to rob a prison and even wanted to kill the police."

Wu Shishi laughed and said: "Haha, it's nothing! Because I, Yu Guimen, have never taken anything seriously.

Boy, you have been against two disciples of Yu Guimen, and now you are against me. Today, I will let you know how powerful I am."

"Really? I'd like to see what you can do. Are you as useless as the two of them?" Zhang Ming had never lost a verbal battle.

As expected, Wu said with an unpleasant face: "Good boy, let's see how sharp your tongue is later!" Wu

took a step forward, and at the same time, he pinched the magic in his hand, condensing a black evil spirit between the hand gestures.

Seeing this, Zhang Ming hurriedly said to Huangmao and the police: "Back off!"

At the same time, he also stepped forward, quickly condensed the Taoist energy in his hand and pinched the magic, and quickly formed a seal to break the evil spirit.

After the two people approached each other at a very fast speed, the two different hand seals suddenly collided.

With a bang, the two opposite forces of black evil spirit and white Taoist spirit repelled each other as soon as they came into contact, and then suddenly exploded, causing Zhang Ming to stagger back four or five steps before he stabilized.

But Wu the butler only took two steps back, but he still looked at Zhang Ming in shock and said,

"Good boy, you are young but your strength is not weak!"

Hearing this, Zhang Ming said, "You are not bad!"

Wu the butler evaluated Zhang Ming based on his identity and age as the butler of Yuguimen.

But Zhang Ming actually evaluated him in this tone, which made him look ugly.

Then he quickly raised his hand, gathered the evil spirit in his palm and said: "In that case, if you have the ability, take my palm again!"

Then he slapped Zhang Ming with a palm, very fast, and the evil spirit in his palm was thick and heavy, which made Zhang Ming frown.

It was obvious that Wu Dingshi had practiced for a long time, and the evil spirit in his body was even thicker. Zhang Ming had only practiced for one or two months, and his Taoism was not very deep. If he continued to fight like this, he would definitely suffer.

But in this situation, he had to fight.

Therefore, Zhang Ming had to quickly recite the spell silently, and then gathered the Taoism in his palm. When Wu Dingshi was about to approach, he quickly blasted out a palm thunder.

The palm thunder collided with Wu Dingshi's murderous aura in an instant. There was only a loud bang, and the two forces dissipated at the same time.

But the next moment, Wu the butler suddenly rushed in front of Zhang Ming, and slapped Zhang Ming's chest with his palm.

If it hits, Zhang Ming will definitely be injured.

But now Zhang Ming has just played the palm thunder, and it is almost impossible to quickly condense the Taoist energy, let alone launch other attacks.

He could only watch the palm slapping towards his chest, and he couldn't help but close his eyes.

But the next moment, the palm did not hit his chest, but there was a bang, and Wu the butler screamed, and then his body flew out.

Looking more carefully, a red-robed female ghost appeared in front of Zhang Ming, and when the sleeves of her robe were waving, a long sleeve flew out and knocked Wu the butler out!

(End of this chapter)