Alienated Martial Arts

Ta-ta-ta!

Suddenly, very light footsteps sounded from the depths of the wind and snow.

Wei Tao stopped suddenly, holding Zhao Zhi's ankle with one hand, and turned to look there.

The footsteps were fading away quickly.

His expression suddenly changed, he rolled up a flurry of snowflakes and rushed after him.

After a few breaths.

A tall, thin man with a machete at his waist stopped at the end of the alley, turned around and looked back.

"Do you know, I am..." He pressed the handle of the knife with his hand and said to Wei Tao.

boom!

Suddenly a black shadow came through the sky, penetrated the heavy snow flying in the sky, and fell heavily on him.

The man's expression changed and he took a few steps back to avoid the impact of the black shadow.

He didn't draw the knife.

He didn't dare to draw his sword.

Because the flying shadow was not that person, but the corpse thrown out by it.

If it were the corpse of another ordinary person, he could just ignore it.

This corpse is actually a descendant of the Zhao family among the five surnames in the inner city.

Although the person is dead, if there is an additional stab wound on the body...

He is just a mute who eats Coptis chinensis and cannot express his sufferings.

A lump of yellow mud falls off the crotch, which is either shit or shit.

After all, in the entire outer city, there are many people who play with knives, but not many who can use scimitars.

There are only a handful of people who can kill Zhao Zhi in the inner city with a machete.

As the leader of the Hidden Sword Society, he is definitely the subject of major suspicion.

Bang!

Zhao Zhi's body fell to the ground.

A cloud of snowflakes swayed.

The leader of the Hidden Sword Guild just stood still.

It was dark again before his eyes.

A figure roared over, carrying a strong bloody aura.

"you……"

He raised his hand to draw the knife.

But it was too late.

Several iron nails were fired first, piercing into his wrists.

In pain, he couldn't help but slow down his movements.

Immediately afterwards, he was punched in the temple, making a muffled thud.

Wei Tao stumbled to the ground, pulled out the bright and cold scimitar, and wiped its original owner's neck with his backhand.

The leader of the Hidden Knife Hall kept saying "ho-ho" in his mouth.

I couldn't close my eyes until I died.

Wei Tao slowly exhaled a breath,

He raised his hand to wipe away the fine sweat on his forehead.

His hands and legs were shaking slightly,

We were almost on the verge of exhaustion.

The whole body is steaming with heat,

It's like a human-shaped water boiler.

From the initial chase in the alley, to being at a disadvantage in the fight, to the entanglement behind, to the explosive killing of the enemy,

Until the final long-distance pursuit, throwing corpses and killing people, the consumption of this night battle was almost reaching his limit.

Breathing heavily, Wei Tao did not dare to stay here any longer. He gritted his teeth, dragged the two corpses, and walked quickly away from the inner city.

A quarter of an hour later.

The head of the Qinghe Association, Shi Hui, had a complicated expression. He ordered his confidants to dispose of the body and quickly asked Wei Tao to sit down in the room.

He did not expect that this figure who was like a murderous god in his mind would be so tired that he was close to losing strength.

This shows how intense and dangerous the battle just described in a few words was.

After drinking several cups of hot tea, Wei Tao finally calmed down his breathing.

But his hands and legs were still shaking uncontrollably.

He slowly circulated his energy and blood, closed his eyes and recalled tonight's battle.

Even for him, it was indeed strenuous and accompanied by great dangers.

However, the word crisis means that when there is danger, there is opportunity.

Danger also contains opportunities.

The biggest gain tonight was the oppression of the pair of strong brothers.

Especially the way the two of them combined their fists and feet to form a web deeply stimulated him.

Under the huge pressure, he gradually integrated the red line fist and the cross-mountain kick into one, no longer fighting separately as before.

This is a huge improvement.

He still remembered that not long after he became a disciple, Peng Yue said more than once that only real actual combat was the fastest way to improve his strength.

If you have never experienced a confrontation with the purpose of killing, no matter how deep you learn the boxing skills, it will be nothing more than a flashy empty show.

From the official introduction to the present, from Wang Yingxue to Chen Chengshan, to the inner city master I met tonight.

He had indeed benefited a lot from the life-and-death battles.

His mastery of boxing and kicking techniques has improved by leaps and bounds.

Various moves and techniques are seamlessly blended together, and you can easily pick them up at your fingertips, and even begin to be faintly imprinted with your own understanding and insights.

There was a soft squeaking sound.

The door was pushed open.

Shi Huishou came in from outside and shook off the snowflakes on his body.

"Sir, the two corpses in the dark alley have been disposed of, and the package of meat has been brought back."

Wei Tao slowly opened his eyes, "Have you cleaned up the nails, daggers and darts that fell on the ground?"

Shi Hui said first, "Don't worry, sir. Except for the collapsed stone walls and houses that are difficult to restore, everything else in that area has been cleaned up. It is difficult for anyone to find any clues."

"Well done." Wei Tao nodded and raised his hand a little tiredly, "I will rest here today. If there is nothing else, let the brothers who gathered together disperse."

Just as Shi Huishou was about to go out, he suddenly remembered something.

Then he turned around and said, "There is another situation that needs to be reported to the Young Master."

"Say." Wei Tao closed his eyes and rested, his body still steaming with heat.

"Young Master should already know about the Iron Legs faction's fire last night."

"Yes." Wei Tao nodded, "Let's get to the point."

Shi Hui said first, "When we were monitoring Chen Chengshan before, the manpower we deployed never evacuated, in order to continue to monitor the movements of the Iron Legs to prevent them from making sudden and abnormal actions."

Wei Tao opened his eyes, "So, what did you guys find?"

Head Shi Hui nodded, "When the fire broke out, some brothers hiding on the roof of a nearby building saw a woman in white clothes and skirt kill the leader of the Iron Legs faction, Lu Yishang.

Then another man in a white robe appeared and started killing the Iron Legs disciples. "

"Has he seen clearly what those two people look like?"

"The distance is a bit far. At most, we can only roughly distinguish between men and women. This is because of the firelight."

"I understand." Wei Tao thought for a moment, "White clothes, white skirts, white robes. This matter may not be as simple as a vendetta. Don't continue the investigation. Let those people hide for a while."

"Don't worry, sir, I arranged for them to hide separately last night."

"Okay, let me rest for two days and meet them in person."

Wei Tao closed his eyes again, "I'll ask someone to stew that bag of meat later, and use the recipe I gave you last time for the medicinal ingredients."

"I'll go down and make arrangements." Shi Huishou turned off the light and closed the door quietly.

……………………

It snowed for two days in a row.

The entire Cangyuan City is covered in silver,

There is pure white everywhere.

Wei Tao came out of the martial arts hall and strolled towards his home on Yufang Street.

More than thirty kilograms of black meat, supplemented by various medicinal materials, not only replenished the energy and blood consumed by the night battle, but also made the body in better condition than before.

He was thinking about what to eat when he went home in the evening.

Suddenly, a man in green clothes walked out of the darkness, passed by Wei Tao, and quickly disappeared into the night.

At the next intersection, Wei Tao chose the opposite direction to going home, braved the increasingly heavy wind and snow, and walked along the long street, finally stopping outside a closed restaurant.

Squeak.

The door panel was opened a crack.

Wei Tao ducked in and went up to the second floor under the guidance of an oil lamp.

We came to a private room with the windows sealed with black cloth.

"Master Wei."

There are already people waiting in the box.

Wei Tao took off his bamboo hat, patted the snowflakes on his clothes, and sat down opposite.

"Shou Hui Shi, why do you make this meeting so mysterious?"

"Sir, something happened." Shi Hui's eyes were dim, like a deep pool under the light of the oil lamp.

"What's going on?" Wei Tao asked.

There was a rhythmic knocking on the door outside the box.

After a while, the man in black that he met on the street came in.

He put a few dishes and a pot of soju on the table and left without saying a word.

Shi Hui poured two glasses of wine, drank his own glass first, and then said, "Those brothers are all missing."

Wei Tao did not drink, but slowly turned the cold porcelain cup, thinking slowly and said, "Are you talking about the people who monitor the Iron Legs Sect?"

"That's them."

Shi Huishou's face turned a little pale, and he poured himself a glass of soju, "I asked them to hide that night. Later, didn't the young master say that he wanted to see them after he recovered well, so I asked someone to inform them this morning. ."

Having said this, he shuddered inexplicably, "Then, these people all disappeared last night."

Wei Tao frowned, "Did you leave any clues?"

"I only found a line of handwriting scrawled in charcoal under one person's bed."

Shi Huishou slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and his voice was trembling when he spoke again.

"He wrote that there is a ghost..."

"Ghosts are killing people."