Alienated Martial Arts

Shrouded in the vast fog, the two eyes separated immediately.

The man in white robe observed Wei Tao curiously, his eyes full of doubts.

"Why are you alone? According to the information I got, there should be about twenty or thirty of you."

He moved his hands with unusually thick joints and looked around, "Could it be that you were aware of the approaching danger in advance, so you ran away separately, and only one of you can escape?"

"I have to say that you guys have very keen responses and good ideas, but in the end they can only have one ending."

"That's death."

Wei Tao was condescending, overlooking the other party.

There was a stiff smile on his face, and he was also talking to himself.

"I thought it was the mental patient chasing me, but I didn't expect it was someone else."

"Looking at the way Xiongtai is dressed, could it be that he is also the dog she raised?"

"No, why should I use this word?"

"Aren't you just slapping yourself in the face?"

"This is all your fault!"

"Go to hell!"

Click!

The bluestone cracked and split into two pieces.

Wei Tao is no longer on the stone.

In an instant, a strong wind blew up, blowing on the white-robed man's face like a knife.

His breathing stopped, and his pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinhead.

Such speed, such movement!

How could it appear in a disciple of a run-down martial arts school! ?

My heart exploded like gunpowder, and a cold air rushed from the soles of my feet to my forehead.

The white-robed man's scalp felt numb, as if pins and needles were pricking him.

boom!

The energy and blood in the body suddenly exploded, and the hands that were originally thick and jointed instantly swelled again, like two engorged bear paws, frantically bombarding the side.

The man in white robe smacked his palm out and hit another big hand that also fell.

The muscles in that hand were knotted, and the veins were bulging out, as big as a cattail fan, and the whole body exuded an evil and bloody aura.

Boom!

It was like a muffled thunder exploding deep in the thick fog.

The violent impact force swept away the ground beneath their feet, and countless gravels flew in all directions.

A figure flew out upside down, sprinkling a large amount of blood along the way.

It broke two small trees as thick as cup rims and fell heavily to the ground.

"You, who are you?" The man in white robe vomited a mouthful of blood and struggled to stand up.

His eyes were full of panic, looking for Wei Tao's figure in the vast fog.

Chaotic footsteps approached quickly.

"Master Longtan?"

"Master Longtan is here!"

A group of strong men wearing black scarves and leather armor rushed over.

"Be careful!" The man in white robe spat out another mouthful of blood and hurriedly warned.

But it's already a little late.

The wind howled.

Without any warning, Wei Tao appeared in front of the black scarf army.

Without any pause, it hit directly.

Suddenly seeing a demon-like figure rushing out of the vast fog, the leader of the Black Turban Army at the front was immediately startled.

"not good!"

He suddenly trembled, his energy and blood exploded, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

It was a reaction of complete surprise and shock, an instinctive reaction.

Facing Wei Tao, who was charging like a demon,

His instinct was to run away.

The sooner you run away the better, the further away the better.

As he moved at will, the leader of the Black Turban Army suddenly shrank into a ball.

It seemed to have turned into a rubber ball, spinning around with the help of running power, sliding to one side and dodging.

With this movement technique, he had avoided countless fatal dangers. It had already been deeply imprinted on the deepest part of his consciousness, and he could use it without thinking.

At this time, under the pressure of life and death, he got rid of all distracting thoughts, and even felt that his state of mind was ethereal, and he vaguely had a wonderful feeling of being integrated with the surrounding environment.

Whether it is white mist,

Still a bloody lotus,

They are all his best cover.

As long as he dodges this blow...

The leader of the Black Turban Army's thoughts were spinning. He had never had such a sharp and agile mind.

Suddenly, a doubt suddenly arises from the bottom of my heart.

In an instant, all his ethereal state of mind and all his wonderful feelings were shattered.

Why do bloody lotuses rise in the vast white mist?

He was horrified.

A loud roaring sound exploded in my ears at the same time.

Bang!

A cloud of blood mist exploded.

The bones were shattered, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.

There were pitiful howls in the middle, but they stopped abruptly at the highest point, leaving only the crackling sound of broken bones, still echoing in the vast fog.

There are herrings under the lotus and lotuses growing at every step.

The Qi and blood in the fifth section of his legs were running at full strength, suddenly bursting out with terrifying power.

Wei Tao kicked away the leader of the Black Turban Army at the front, and his momentum did not stop at all. It was like a tiger attacking a flock of sheep, causing a bloody storm in an instant.

"I will fight with you!"

The other leader of the black scarf army who was following in the final battle was furious, roaring and slashing with his sword.

The knife was halfway out, but his shoulder suddenly felt hot.

The leader of the Black Turban Army stood there blankly, watching the long sword that had been with him for more than ten years fly high into the air.

Also spinning and dancing with it was his arm that was torn off at some point.

Before he could cry out his pain, he saw a pair of cold and indifferent eyes, already close to him.

"you……"

The leader of the Black Turban Army opened his mouth slightly, as if he was about to say something.

However, the roaring wind blocked all the sounds.

Boom!

A ferocious hand as big as a cattail fan came down and pressed it on the middle of his head.

Then he exerted force suddenly and let out a muffled sound again.

At the last moment of his life, the leader of the Black Turban Army was thinking about a question.

He couldn't figure out why his sight suddenly became shorter.

Bang!

Wei Tao struck out with one palm and drove the leader of the Black Turban Army's head into his chest.

In an instant, the brains burst open, blood spurted out, and bones and flesh were scattered everywhere.

The ground with a radius of several meters is painted with colorful colors.

Next to the cave, Long Sheng had just escaped less than fifty meters away when a loud noise from behind caused him to turn his head and look back.

At a glance, he could no longer tolerate the existence of other emotions in his heart.

All that's left is endless fear, extreme fear with an incomparable sense of oppression.

He racked his brain and couldn't figure out why such a situation would occur.

According to the previous orders and information, those who appeared here should be Red Line Sect disciples.

They can only be the so-called Red Line Sect disciples.

Among them, the strongest one is the red line sect leader.

A warrior who is exhausted is just a warrior with a sudden change of energy and blood.

But where did this scary guy come from?

Take a step back and think about it, even if this person really came out of the cracks in the stone.

But in the moment of fighting and collision just now, he felt that that person was obviously a warrior of the second level of Qi and blood just like him, and there was absolutely no way he could go beyond the second level and reach the higher level of the third or fourth level.

Long Sheng ran wildly, his heart burning with anxiety.

He really couldn't accept it. Everyone was at level two of Qi and Blood. Why was there such a huge gap in strength! ?

If that person is like a tiger,

Then he is just a local dog at best.

And it is also the weakest ornamental pet dog!

Uh-huh!

Swish, swish, swish!

While running for his life, Long Sheng seemed to hear the strange sounds of lotuses blooming and fish splashing in the water.

It sounded quietly beside him.

Lotus, swimming fish?

These two strange yet familiar words flashed past in the depths of his consciousness.

In an instant, the rising fear was magnified several times.

There are lotuses growing on the stems, and herrings under the lotus.

Sun Daozi washes the moon.

How can this be! ?