"You're a good kid with a good nose."

A tall man emerged from behind a tree, and a few dodges came closer.

Wei Tao glanced at him, then turned his head to look around, "Come out, it's not interesting to hide." ”

The figure flickered, and more than a dozen warriors walked out of the forest one after another, faintly surrounding Wei Tao.

"Are you impatient to follow me for miles, and now you're in my way?" Wei Tao frowned slightly, and his tone was not good.

"It's not that we're impatient, it's that you're impatient."

The strong man sneered, "If you offend someone who shouldn't be offended, it's a miracle that you can still live until now." ”

"Oh? If you have something in your words, you might as well say it explicitly. ”

He narrowed his eyes and suddenly laughed, "I have always been cautious and kind to others, but recently I have not gone out of the door, hiding in the small courtyard and practicing wholeheartedly, how can I offend anyone?" ”

The strong man stepped forward step by step, gritted his teeth and grinned, "You don't even know who you have offended, you can really only be a fool." ”

Wei Tao fell silent and smiled a little.

He slowly raised his arm and aimed it at a few warriors ten paces away.

The strong man frowned, and a slight unease suddenly rose in his heart.

Although it was just a simple action, he suddenly felt his body tremble, as if the temperature around him had dropped a little.

The whole person is like an ice cellar, and it feels cold from head to toe.

He even smelled the strong smell of blood, which emanated from the young man's body.

Doesn't it mean that the target is just a martial artist who turns three times with qi and blood, or about four turns at most, just because this person has something to do with the mountain, so he wants to use them to reconnoiter and besiege him?

Why is there such a horrible feeling of oppression?

Dense cold sweat oozed from the strong man's forehead, and the thought of turning around and fleeing intensified, occupying all consciousness almost instantly.

However, sniping the man in front of him was Mr. Wen's own order......

There was simply no room for disobedience.

The strong man took a deep breath, and before he could figure out how to break the situation, there was a sudden flower in front of him.

Bang bang!

The blood flowers scattered.

More than a dozen warriors fell to the ground softly, their bodies dislocated and twisted, and all of them died of death.

Only the strong man was left, standing there in a daze.

I didn't see the action clearly, and all the men I brought were dead?

The weakest of them was also at the level above the second turn of qi and blood, and as a result, they were all wiped out without even a little reaction?

The strong man's expression was blank, as if he had been drained of all his spirit, and he had completely lost the courage to resist.

He tried to retreat, but his legs didn't obey him, and he kept shaking slightly.

"Tell me, who have I offended?"

Wei Tao gently shook off the blood stains on his fingertips, and sighed rather bored.

"I, I can't say." The strong man's throat was surging, and his head was covered with cold sweat.

"Why can't you say that?"

Wei Tao took a step forward slowly, and the blood-colored lotus flower suddenly appeared.

In an instant, he had already appeared in front of the strong man.

Reach out and press it on his shoulder.

Click!

A huge force surged, and the strong man could no longer maintain his standing posture, and fell to his knees with a pop.

"No need to be polite, just stand and answer questions."

Wei Tao looked down at the face distorted by fear, his eyes glinting with a faint light.

The strong man raised his head and laughed miserably, "I can't say it, if I say it, I will die." ”

"Oh? I'm just now realizing that you're stupid. ”

Wei Tao was condescending and his tone was calm, "You answer honestly, but you may die in the future."

But if you don't say it, I'll let you die now, and it's the bloodiest and most tragic way to die. ”

"So you still don't understand how to choose?"

He bowed his head slightly and whispered, "You just need to tell me, is that person Yuan Yizi, a cyan leaf?" ”

"I don't know, and even if I did, I couldn't tell you......"

The strong man's expression was hideous, and his hands were deeply stabbed into the dirt

His tone suddenly became calm, "Because, I still have a family." ”

He lowered his eyes, and black blood gushed from his mouth and nose.

In an instant, he was already exhausted.

Wei Tao took a step back and watched him fall limply.

For a while, I was inexplicably distracted.

The breeze stirs the treetops.

There was a soft chirp.

The blood spread out under his feet and soon seeped into the ground.

Moisturizing the green grass and wildflowers that are sprouting.

The fishy sweet taste is mixed with the aroma of the herbs and trees, forming an inexplicably alluring atmosphere.

He stood there silently, surrounded by corpses and surrounded by patches of greenery.

The different colors are intertwined and matched, as if a beautiful picture of stillness unfolds.

Suddenly, a faint sigh sounded.

Breaking this hard-won peace and tranquility.

Wei Tao slowly turned around and looked at the woods not far away.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and a familiar face was reflected in his pupils.

Wen Qi was dressed in a big hat, smiling, and approached step by step.

"When Deacon Qi told me, I didn't believe it very much, but it wasn't until I saw it with my own eyes today that I realized that Deacon Wei was really so powerful."

He glanced at the corpses on the ground, stroked his palms and admired, "It only took one photo to send them into the Yellow Spring." ”

"I'd like to move my muscles, but unfortunately these people are as fragile as vases.

The slightest touch will shatter to the ground, which is really boring. ”

Wei Tao moved his neck, making a crisp click.

He looked at Wen Qi, who was standing with his hands in his hands not far away, with a smile on his face, and his tone became a little strange.

"Send you a thousand miles, you must say goodbye in the end, in front of the Qinglin Courtyard, Chief Wen has already sent it to the next time.

Could it be that you don't feel that the etiquette is enough, so you have to chase a hundred miles away and send it again in this wilderness? ”

Wen Qi bowed slightly, and his voice was calm, "The last time I said goodbye was at the mountain gate, and there were many people around me with complicated eyeliner.

It's not good to send Senior Brother Wei into Huangquan. So I have to let you live for another half a day, and then we will send you on your last ride. ”

"Originally, we planned to flow in the stream behind the fork, where there are mountains and rivers, beautiful scenery, and it can be regarded as a burial place that we have carefully selected for you."

Speaking of this, Wen Qi glanced at several foreign martial artists who had died, and sighed faintly.

"It's a pity that the old man's eyeliner found out from afar when he was scouting in advance, and someone was waiting there first, so he had to take a step back and wait for your arrival here."

"You guys?"

Wei Tao looked left and right, and saw Deacon Qi from the outer gate, and Deacon Ping, who had only met once, slowly walking out of the forest.

Stand on the left and right of Wenqi respectively.

In addition, there were more than a dozen fierce men dressed in uniform black color power suits, blocking the way back to the city.

He looked at the three deacons standing side by side, and then at the murderous Yuan Yibing, the corners of his eyes and mouth couldn't help twitching slightly.

There were still some strange thoughts flashing through my heart.

"Mu Fang is indeed very accurate in looking at people, and his second uncle is indeed a little unreliable, so he won't kill him directly?"

"She is really good to you, maybe she smelled something, and even specially asked the pastoral deacon of the inner courtyard to come down the mountain to remind you."

Wen Qi looked at him quietly, as if he was looking at a cold corpse, "But it's meaningless, even she can't think of it, if we don't move, it's just a thunderstorm, naturally even she can't protect you." ”

"Guard, now that death is on the verge of death, what else do you have to say?"

"Ever since I started practicing boxing, I no longer have the luxury of relying on the protection of others."

Wei Tao took a deep breath and lowered his voice very softly, "What I want to say, I have already said it just now, that is, I want to move my muscles and bones, and I hope that Chief Wen will not let me down." ”

"Oh? Someone said you were confident, but you didn't expect to be so confident. ”

Wen Qi smiled slightly, "The two junior disciples will take a few steps back for the time being, and let this seat see how he wants to move his muscles and bones." ”

"As you wish."

When the words fell, Wei Tao was no longer in place.

Step by step, the lotus and the herring unfold.

In an instant, he crossed a distance of several zhang and appeared in front of Wen Qi.

Rumble!

A large hand with a black and red light appeared in the air without warning, roaring and smashing down on the top of Wen Qi's head.

Wen Qi's face was expressionless, and he stepped forward, and after his legs fell, he violently exerted force, and two iron stakes were nailed deep into the ground.

His hands suddenly swelled and became larger, his qi and blood surging, and he seemed to be slowing down and striking a punch upward.

From the waist and abdomen to the shoulders and elbows, the power came in waves, and finally all of them were blasted out through fists.

Facing the big black and red hand that fell head-on.

Boom!

Fist and palm.

Two figures collided in one place.

It was as if a bomb had been detonated next to the woods.

The furious force of the impact flattened everything around them, and then flew out with a crackling sound wrapped in broken wood and rubble.

The powerful anti-shock force pushed the two people who collided backwards.

There were four deep, straight marks on the ground.

"Ahem."

"What a power."

"It's hard to believe that there is such a huge amount of power buried in that body."

"Senior Brother Qi really didn't lie to me, the kid surnamed Wei is really not simple."

Wen Qi exhaled a breath of turbidity, and looked at the figure not far away with a gloomy face.

"However, I have connected the acupoints and veins around my body and stepped into the realm of refining true strength!

There are two junior disciples behind him who are only one line away from the six turns of qi and blood.

plus the whole team of battle-hardened and bloody Taoist soldiers.

He's a foreign martial artist who doesn't turn his qi and blood for six turns, so what can he do to confront me head-on! ”

Wen Qi thought in his heart, and shouted violently, "Let's join forces and kill this person!" ”

Rumble!

Before the words fell, a strong wind blew in his face.

Wei Tao tore through the air and rushed wildly.

Qi and blood surged, surging in the body like a tide.

In mid-air, the body suddenly expanded and expanded, and the muscles and flesh of the Dao were bulging, tangled and twisted, and rattling.

In an instant, it broke through to a height of more than two and a half meters.

Sting!

Another sarcoma bulged high from the right shoulder, filled with a burst of qi and blood.

He stepped on the ground, and without warning, he appeared in front of Wen Qi.

Throw the hammer with both hands, and turn again halfway through to Dilian.

All the veins, acupoints, and nodes burst out with qi and blood.

The Demon Elephant Xuangong was exerted with all his might, and his qi and blood skyrocketed by one-fifth again.

In the first realm of the Five Directions Floating Slaughter, the true strength of the blood demon doubled in an instant.

Rolling up a violent black and red air current, the monstrous giant claw lightning fell.

If that punch just now really moves the muscles and bones, it confuses the enemy by the way.

Then now this blow is a combination of means, at any cost, and with all its might.

Vowed to kill the chief deacon of the other house.

Deacon Zhuang and Deacon Peace had just taken a step when they were shocked by the scene in front of him, and his scalp was numb.

In their eyes, it was not the chief of the other courtyard who was fighting against the outer disciples at all.

Rather, it was a tall, strong, and twisted demon with knotted muscles, which burst into shape through the flying smoke and dust.

Wrapped in bloody and evil black and red air currents, he waved two arms as thick as a log, and slammed down on the dwarf human in front of him.

(End of chapter)