Alienated Martial Arts

Ghost, killing people?

Wei Tao's hand held the wine glass a little harder.

Then a soft click was heard.

The porcelain cup cracked and the wine spilled.

He lowered his head and stared at the spreading liquid, and suddenly laughed out loud, "Shi Huishou, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense."

"I am determined to keep improving and practice martial arts well. If you suddenly said "ghost kills" to me, aren't you making a big joke?"

"This is either what I said or the handwriting left by that brother under the bed."

Shi Huishou sighed, "And there were obvious signs of dragging from under the bed to the door. It must have been that he was found later and then pulled out from under the bed and taken away."

Speaking of this, he suddenly showed a wry smile, "Mr. Wei, do you think there are ghosts in this world?"

The liquid was still spreading and had begun to slide down from the edge of the table.

"I haven't seen it, so I can't say whether it is there or not." Wei Tao stretched out a finger and changed the flow direction of the liquid, allowing them to return to where they started.

"However, if the ghost that Shi Huishou mentioned is the kind of white-clothed Ah Piao, I think it can exist."

Wei Tao remained calm and suddenly said, "Did they also see that A Piao was wearing a brightly colored lantern with a ghost face printed on it?"

Gudong!

Shi Huishou swallowed hard and said, "Master, please don't scare me, Old Shi."

"Moreover, the young master knows so clearly,

Could it be, have you seen something like that before? "

Wei Tao nodded slightly, "I really haven't seen it before, but now I have seen it."

"If you want to see Mr. Shi Hui, you can see him by turning your head back."

Head Shi Hui was suddenly stunned.

Then subconsciously turned back.

Whoosh!

Whizzing! ! !

Faster than him were three sleeve arrows.

It had already grazed the tip of his hair and flown over.

Under the dim light of the oil lamp, the sleeve arrows were completely black and exuded a slightly fishy smell. They had obviously been soaked in venom for a period of time.

Chi Chi Chi!

The sound of a sharp weapon entering flesh was heard.

Then there was a muffled thud.

A figure wearing a white robe and long hair just climbed through the window and fell softly to the ground.

A big red lantern with a strange human face painted on its surface rolled down and immediately burned on the floor, with a cloud of black smoke rising from the fire.

It was only then that Shi Huishou turned his head and stared dumbly at all of this happening.

"Black smoke is poisonous."

Wei Tao gave a quick reminder, and without looking at the guy who had just climbed through the window and was shot to death, he jumped back, knocked open the door, and came to the corridor outside.

Click!

An arm with strong muscles and five fingers spread out like eagle claws suddenly pressed down on his face.

There was a muffled sound.

Wei Tao exerted all his strength on his legs, using the chain steps in the cross-mountain kick technique, and stepped back a few meters like lightning.

Uh-huh!

His grasp failed, and the long sleeves of his white robe turned and rippled.

The man took it out from below again.

Wei Tao stood still, his energy and blood pumping, and he suddenly struck out with a moving block and hammer.

Boom!

The fists and claws met, and a loud bang exploded in the corridor.

The floor beneath their feet cracked, and pieces of wood flew everywhere.

In the dark corridor, the two men fought fiercely.

Fist and talon, arm and arm, clashing again and again

From time to time, large pieces of sawdust flew up, obscuring the two figures.

After a dozen breaths.

There was another muffled bang.

A white figure staggered back,

His back hit the railing at the corner.

Click!

The railing snapped.

The white figure could not relieve his strength and suddenly lost his balance.

At this moment, a huge fist broke through the darkness and slammed down heavily.

Bang!

The white figure tilted his head to the side, fell to the ground and stopped moving.

Only then did Wei Tao see clearly that the other person was a middle-aged man with a haggard face, who was already dead.

He exhaled slowly and took a closer look.

This person's strength is actually quite good.

Although there is a certain gap between him and him, he can still be regarded as a warrior at the blood coagulation level.

Put in the outer city, he is enough to become a high-level boss of a certain gang.

However, in such a dark corridor, this fool insisted on wearing a white coat with wide robes and long sleeves. His target was too obvious, and he deserved to be beaten to death after just a few encounters.

Suddenly, Wei Tao's expression suddenly changed.

Without any hesitation, he immediately turned around and ran away.

The sound of dense footsteps came from the stairs.

Several men and women in white robes rushed forward.

But all he saw was a blurry black shadow that broke through the window at the end of the corridor and disappeared into the wind and snow outside.

"Master Mo Xiang is dead."

"what to do?"

"One person will go back and report to Master Ding, while the others will follow me."

"We must catch him and use his blood to pay homage to the soul of Lord Mo Xiang!"

"The people here are also the main targets of Ding Tan's silence. Kill them all!"

The cold wind howled and the snow fell heavily.

Wei Tao ran quickly in the dark stone alley.

Behind him is a series of clear footprints.

He had no choice but to speed up and push himself and the footsteps behind him as far away as possible.

These three people may all be masters at the blood coagulation level.

Although judging from the footsteps and breathing sounds, there were two women of average strength, far inferior to the middle-aged man who was punched to death by him just now.

But the last man brought considerable pressure to him.

It was even greater than the two strong men from the Zhao family in the inner city who were good at combined attacks.

If there are only one or two people on the other side, you may be able to turn around and fight.

But now that the three of them joined forces, Wei Tao immediately gave up all his unrealistic ideas.

Even if all the equipment is neatly worn at this time, once the opponent gets entangled and gets into a hard fight, the consequences are equally unpredictable.

The three men in white robes were silent, like a pack of patient wolves, leisurely following their prey, waiting for the best opportunity to make a sudden move.

After crossing an alley, Wei Tao made a sharp turn and ran towards the road where there were still scattered lights.

Suddenly, a faint red light lit up.

Several men and women holding lanterns came out of a door and walked slowly forward in two lines.

They were only wrapped in thin coarse cloth and white sheets, and their bare feet stepped on the cold ground.

He seemed completely unaware of the howling north wind and the falling heavy snow.

He was still chanting various slogans.

"It's someone from the Red Lantern Club again..."

"I hid and hid, but they kept chasing me and wanted to kill me!"

Wei Tao's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

His blood surged and his legs suddenly exerted force.

Using the wind-chasing step in the cross-mountain kick technique, he passed between the two rows of people like lightning.

Bang bang bang bang!

The two people walking at the end heard the noise and were about to turn their heads when their heads were held down by two big hands and they were slammed into the stone wall.

They immediately spurted blood and fell motionless in the snow.

The four people in front of them realized what they were doing and were about to take something out of their clothes when they received heavy punches on their vests.

Then he followed in the footsteps of his companions, vomiting blood and lying on the ground.

Wei Tao's speed did not slow down and he continued to rush forward.

But within this short delay, the three chasing men had already arrived.

Among them, the man in white clothes moved straight forward, flying and pounced.

The other two women in white rose from the ground and jumped onto the left and right stone walls respectively.

They spread their arms and volleyed quickly.

It really looks like a white crane spreading its wings,

There is a hint of riding on the wind.

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