Not far away, Lao Fang sat paralyzed on the cold ground, watching all this happen with horror.

When he saw the Lord of Ding Tan fall to the ground on his back, the fear in his heart instantly reached its peak.

Desperately gathering strength, he fled outside with his hands and feet.

Suddenly, a cold light fell.

The old man's head is different.

Several masked men in Tsing Yi appeared in the courtyard, walked quickly to Wei Tao, knelt on one knee and did not dare to move.

Wei Tao held on to the broken wall and stood up slowly, his face was gloomy, and his tone was cold, "Find all the white-clothed people around, kill them, and then scatter and hide, don't show your head easily." ”

"Obey the orders of the child!"

More than a dozen men in Tsing Yi quickly dispersed and began to fight with the surrounding Red Lantern Society cultists.

The red-lantern cultists in white clothes and white robes, the masked members of the Youth Cooperative Association in green clothes, no one on either side is talking nonsense, as long as they meet, they are greeted with knives and guns, and only when one side falls is the end.

Blood stained large areas of frozen soil, and I don't know how many people were in different places.

The fierce battle broke out and ended quickly in a very short time.

The dozen or so Red Lantern Society disciples brought by the Lord of the Ding Altar were all extinguished.

But they are not afraid of death, even when several leaders have been killed, they even exert their strong combat ability, and almost reach a one-to-one exchange ratio with the elite of the Youth Cooperation.

In the dark stone alley, the surviving CYD swordsmen began to dispose of the corpses.

Soon after, the whole alley was quiet again.

All that remained was a mess of courtyards and ruined houses, which crumbled in the cold wind until they were truly in ruins.

Wei Tao had already left at this time.

Instead of returning home, he was escorted by a few members of the Youth Hedad gang into a safe house that had never been opened.

It is equipped with all the necessary facilities, and it also stores enough grain and firewood for the family to live for at least the rest of the month.

But for Wei Tao, the food is not enough.

After he got out of danger, in just one night, he ate nearly half of the rice, flour, grain, oil and pickled jerky to make up for his own consumption.

Shang Bian, who was hiding with him, was tired enough, and from waking up from a coma to the morning, he kept cooking rice, stewed meat, and boiling medicine, so that he could barely feed Wei Tao.

The sky was bright.

The first rays of sunlight shine down.

Paint the gray castle with a faint layer of gold.

Wei Tao pushed away the dishes and chopsticks and exhaled a mouthful of white gas that was still full of blood.

Begin to carry qi and blood little by little and restore the body.

Last night's battle was a bit of a surprise, and people didn't have much preparation.

That little time was only enough for him to put on his arm guards and shoes, and the rest didn't even have a chance to put on dark armor and leg guards.

But......

Wei Tao recalled the terrifying strength of the man in white, and he still had some palpitations.

In the face of such an enemy, even if he is fully prepared and wears all the protective gear, I am afraid that he will not be able to escape the result of being injured and injured.

After all, the first time the two collided in front of the door, the arm guard he wore on his arm shattered on the spot,

The result is nothing more than creating a row of tiny blood holes for the opponent.

It barely affected its subsequent combat effectiveness.

"Is this a martial artist who has achieved the transformation of qi and blood?"

"It's hard to deal with." Wei Tao sighed lowly.

Shang Bian, who was boiling the ointment on the side, said, "When the sect leader was in his prime, he broke through the realm to the highest level of the Lotus Born Step by Step, and I am afraid that it is so strong at most." ”

Wei Tao took a deep breath and began to apply ointment to the wound, a layer of sweat on his forehead.

Shang Bian went out, and after a while, he struggled to bring a wooden barrel taller than a person from outside, and poured a gray-black liquid into it.

While he was busy, he fell into memories and thoughts, "The man in white last night, his cultivation should be at the same level as the sect master, but the overall strength is stronger than the sect master in his prime. ”

"As for the number of this person's cultivation paths, I also have a vague impression."

"Oh?" Wei Tao was immediately attracted to attention, "Master Shang can talk about it in detail." ”

Shang Bian didn't respond directly, but after a moment of silence, he suddenly spoke, "You should be a disciple of the Red Line Sect." ”

"Master Shang is right, I am indeed a disciple of the Red Line Sect." Wei Tao nodded and didn't say much.

After all, when he fought with the Red Lantern Guild Ding Tan Master last night, he used a fake red jade hammer, and it was meaningless to deny it at this point in time.

Shang Bian's expression was a little complicated.

The atmosphere in the room fell into an indescribable silence.

The two SYAD backbones who were waiting outside the house quietly leaned against the door and pressed their hands on the hilt of the knife behind their waists.

Their eyes were like poisonous snakes, patrolling back and forth on Shang Bian's body.

"Whatever you come here, go out." Wei Tao frowned slightly, and his tone turned cold.

"Yes, Childe." The two bowed and took a few steps back, but they didn't really move away.

Wei Tao closed his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows tiredly, "Master Shang, do you also know about the martial arts competition in the inner city Meiyuan not long ago?" ”

Shang Bian didn't speak, just nodded.

Wei Tao continued, "That competition, if you really want to be more real, it was actually done by Chen Chengshan, who sent the iron legs.

Originally, everyone was just friendly and talking, and the point was stopped, who knew that he had to fight with his life with his senior brother? ”

"Senior Brother Tan, I suffered a big loss when I came up, and I am still recuperating my body until now, I don't know if there are any hidden dangers left."

"So, it's because you're sorry for us, and we didn't do anything wrong."

After a long silence, Shang Bian let out a long sigh and continued to pour all kinds of boiled liquid into the large wooden barrel.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, and continued, "The number of the cultivation path of the man in white was occasionally mentioned by the sect master a long time ago, but it has many similarities with the hard internal practice method of the Shanjia Sect. ”

"Whether it is the Iron Leg Sect or the Red Line Gate, the internal training methods of the Cangyuan martial artists are mostly focused on the arms, legs and feet, after all, the human body is born like this, and the hands and feet are the most convenient attack parts.

And this person is different, the main attack of internal training should be the chest and abdomen qi and blood,

But I never thought that there was an internal practice like him.

After cultivating to the height of qi and blood transformation, not only is it as hard as steel, but it can even have a terrifying body change like his......"

"The hard work of the mountain armor gate also stimulates the qi and blood of the chest and abdomen?" Wei Tao asked.

"Yes, but not quite."

Shang Bian said, "The horizontal practice of the Shanjia Sect is hard and hard, in addition to carrying the chest, abdomen and blood, there are also shoulders and backs are also within the scope of cultivation, and the biggest feature of their kung fu is that it is easy to learn and difficult to master.

After all, cultivating to the depths, the chest, abdomen, shoulders and back of the entire torso are integrated into one, and the strength of qi and blood that needs to be condensed is simply unimaginable. ”

Hiss!

Wei Tao stepped into the wooden barrel more than one person high, soaked in the hot liquid, and couldn't help but gasp.

Last night's confrontation had many bright and dark wounds on the body, and it was a hot pain when I just applied the ointment, but compared with soaking in the liquid medicine now, the feeling brought by the ointment was really light and light, and it was not a matter at all.

Enduring the intense pain, Wei Tao worked hard to calm his mind, carry qi and blood, dredge stasis, and restore his body.

Little by little, time passed.

It was getting dark, and dusk was coming.

He had just stepped out of the barrel filled with the thick potion, dried his body with a soft cloth, and then applied a large amount of ointment again.

While waiting for dinner, Wei Tao recalled and thought about the information he had obtained from Shang Bian's mouth.

Red Line Fist, Piercing Mountain Legs, and Iron Gold Clothes represent three different Qi and Blood Internal Training Routes, and if they are all cultivated to the level of blood condensation, the power that can burst out when fighting people is absolutely powerful.

At least now he has only double-cultivated the red line and crossed the mountain, which has played the effect that one plus one is greater than two.

It's a pity that the practitioners of the three internal training methods can only think about it.

Now just practicing with fists and legs has exhausted his mental strength from morning to night.

Even if you get three complete sets of methods, you may not have the time and energy to go hand in hand and practice together.

(End of chapter)