"Huh...... Ho Ho ......"

In the dark night, the roar of wild beasts echoed.

The wind blew against the ground, cold, sticky, and damp, mixed with a heavy smell of blood and rotten filth. I don't know which backyard ditch is leaking, and the sound of "ticking, ticking" is sometimes compact and sometimes sparse.

The towering courtyard wall obscured the moonlight, and also isolated the bustle and noise, only a faint moonlight floated at the head of the wall, pale and gloomy.

"Tick, tick".

The strange sound of running water sounded from time to time, as if with some kind of peculiar rhythm, and it would appear whenever a low beast roar was heard.

Gradually, the low roar and the sound of the water became entangled, indistinguishable from each other, and after listening to it for a long time, it inexplicably made people irritable.

"Ho Ho Ho ......"

The roar suddenly became heavy, as if enraged by the strange flowing water, but strangely, no breathing could be heard.

Apart from the sound of the wind, the sound of water drops and roars, there is no fourth sound in the alley, and even the shouting and selling in the night market more than ten zhang away seems to be swallowed up by the night halfway through here.

Wei Shu lowered his body, the whole person seemed to blend in with the night, and the breath on his body was scattered with the wind, as if there was nothing.

There was a man in front of her.

A man with a disheveled hair and ragged clothes was standing with his back to Wei Shu, facing the wall.

The suffocating flesh was emanating from his body.

He seemed to have not changed for a long time, and the robe on his body had long been out of shape, hanging from the east and west, almost impossible to hide, and his gray hair was also knotted, and his body exuded a very unpleasant sour smell, which was disgusting.

That beast-like roar came from this man.

In between the roars, he would mumble to himself from time to time, but his voice was so muffled that he couldn't hear what he was saying, like a madman.

Wei Shu stared at this strange man for a moment, her face awe-inspiring.

At the man's feet lay a female corpse, and at the edge of the corpse was a large pool of congealed blood.

The man lowered his head, as if he was looking at the corpse under his feet, and as if he was staring at the corpse in a trance, and he didn't notice Wei Shu, who was gradually approaching behind him.

And even so, Wei Shu's movements were still extremely careful.

The Great Perfection of the Sixfold Realm.

This was something she had roughly deduced from the strange man's blood.

This is a master, no worse than Hook Eight, Shu Jiu and others.

However, this man's sanity is no longer normal.

Every time a low roar came, the violent and terrifying coercion emanating from his body would become stronger, but he didn't seem to know how to control it, and perhaps he forgot to control it in his confusion, allowing the blood to spread everywhere, and the whole alley was already shrouded in this qi and blood.

Compared with his carelessness, Wei Shu's breath was so light that it was almost nothing, and the true qi circulating in his body infiltrated several key points in a trace, and the iron cone in his palm was ready to go.

With the body as the bow and the qi as the string, this is the high-level realm of the Sevenfold Realm, if it is perfect, then any part of the body can exert force, and flying flowers and picking leaves can kill people.

However, at this time, Wei Shu's realm was insufficient, so she could only rely on her hand, while her other hand was clenched into a fist, and when her true qi was swallowed, a small water mass was dripping and spinning in her palm.

The sound of the drop of water was deliberately made by her to disturb the man's breath. This strange person's blood refining magic skill seems to be lacking, and he can't use his body to refine qi and blood in the furnace, but he must use an external door technique such as "Lion's Roar Gong" to assist the blood and qi to linger, so that the merit can not be dispersed and condensed.

In other words, that beast roar was the method of his cultivation.

What Wei Shu has to do is to mess with his methods and find opportunities.

At a certain moment, her fingers loosened, and several drops of water leaked one after another, smashing on the stagnant water on the ground, "tick, tick", and a few soft sounds.

"Roaring ......"

The figure of the man facing the wall swayed slightly, and he suddenly raised his hand to grab his hair and tore it, as if he was disturbed by the annoying sound of water, and the qi and blood around his body were like bulging and contracting, and the frequency was getting faster and faster.

After another breath, the air in the alley flickered, and the wind through the hall stopped, and everything was as if it were still.

"Snort", a sharp roar suddenly broke the short silence.

The blood qi that was so thick that it couldn't be dissolved suddenly burst with the sharp roar, seemingly out of order, but it contained an unstoppable terrifying power, sweeping straight towards Wei Shu.

He found me.

Wei Shu's expression was grim, and almost at the same time as the man spoke, the cold stars in his palms were like arrows, cutting off the flow of water.

"Bang!" , the ditch a zhang away broke openly, and countless gravel shot into the air, instantly piercing the overwhelming blood qi.

The air seemed to be boiling, and wisps of red smoke evaporated, as if a red mist had suddenly risen in the alley.

After another breath, there was a dull and long roar, like a lone wolf screaming at the moon.

Before the roar stopped, the wind was already blowing in the alley, and the sewage and debris were slapped into the air with a great force, and then "crackled" and fell all over the ground.

Wei Shu's heart was hot, a strong feeling of boredom rushed to her mouth and nose, the blood in her body was like being dried by flames, and her internal force was stagnant, she couldn't help but shake her body and took half a step back.

At this moment, a pair of crimson eyes appeared in front of her like a ghost.

I don't know when, this man has deceived him, the red eyes are very close to Wei Shu, almost on her face, the bloodshot whites of the eyes are red, and the pupils are no longer visible in the depths of the eyes, only two red blood spots.

This is no longer the eye of man, but the fierce eye of a beast.

Wei Shu froze in place, his face was sluggish, as if he was frightened by the sudden approach of the opponent, but the true qi in his body was running wildly under the guidance of that trace of cold qi, rushing away the locked blood qi, and his body was like a drying oven.

But her heart sank to the bottom at this moment.

This person is already familiar with the method of suppressing blood and qi?!

This is a mid-level method in the sevenfold realm, but it can be seen that this person's blood and qi are released, but he has only reached the sixfold realm.

What is the realm of this weirdo? In addition, where did he learn this incomplete blood refining magic skill, and even practiced this strange martial art?

It was only after a breath that Wei Shu completely lost his qi, and it wasn't until his face came over and the sour smell almost suffocated her that she realized the existence of the other party.

In a flash of thought, the expression on Wei Shu's face became more and more sluggish, a pair of eyes looked directly at the strange man, allowing the strange man to stare at a pair of bloody eyes, tilt his head, and his dirty face approached little by little.

At the moment when the tips of the two noses were about to touch, Wei Shu's eyes suddenly bloomed.

The darkness was blowing in the sky, and in the depths of the alley, there were no strangers.

He's gone.