Alienated Martial Arts.

Chapter 130
Glancing at Huang Qilin's legs still nailed there, Wei Tao immediately looked away and looked at his hands.

There was some doubt in his eyes, and he fell into deep thought.

Just now, there seems to be something wrong with the double lotus.

It's not that the power is not strong, but that the power is too strong.

It was a bit too much speculation beyond his estimate.

In other words, it has an effect similar to a critical strike.

This is not a game, and he didn't buy any equipment, so how could there be a critical strike effect?
Wei Tao held his breath and focused, carefully reviewing every detail of the violent attack just now.

Because Huang Qilin's strength is very strong in his impression, he will first show the enemy a fake, and then take advantage of the moment when the opponent's mind is relaxed, and instantly burst out almost all the killing moves.

The herring under the lotus, the lotus sprinting step by step;
Black Devil Shuangsha Kungfu stretches the muscles;
Then suddenly accelerate through the sky-turning hammer;
Qi and blood in the hand orifices and foot orifices explode;

Even the qi and blood in the nodes of those veins surged out at the same time.

In the end, it turned into a double lotus with double pedicles, and it produced a critical strike effect beyond expectations.

So, which link has changed?

Wei Tao thought hard, his brows were a little swollen.

At this moment, he once again became a patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

You have to find the reason for the crit before you can give up.

No, it should be that finding the cause of the critical strike is not enough, it must be successfully reproduced.

To achieve the result of crit if you want to crit, and not crit if you don't want to.

It is truly a thorough study of this change and brought it into one's own control.

Time passed little by little.

Huang Qilin's legs had been frozen to the ground, like two upright sticks.

A crow with black feathers and blood pupils flew over, happily nibbled on the popsicle made of blood, making a crisp, crackling sound.

"I see."

At this moment, Wei Tao came back to his senses, pinched his eyebrows and sighed secretly.

"After much deliberation and searching, the ultimate root of the change still lies in the Black Demon Shuangsha Gong that opened up Ren Du's two veins."

"Rugged as iron, Hunyuan returning to one, and Dark Demon coming into being, these three sentences are not bragging, but a real description."

"So, the lingering black aura when playing the Bingdi Shuanglian, and the destructive crit that appeared at the end, are all inseparable from the black magic power."

"From this point of view, there is really something in this practice method.

Although I couldn't find a corresponding visualization catalog, the method of Qi and blood internal training recorded in the book alone has far exceeded the value of ordinary martial arts secret books. "

Wei Tao let out a breath of foul air slowly.

With a peaceful expression and peaceful eyes, he carefully observed the crow chewing blood and ice.

It has not been disturbed to eat for a long time.

Hurala!
The crow ate and drank enough, spread its wings and flew away.

Soon it disappeared into the woods.

Wei Tao also left at the same time and returned to the waiting team.

"Mr. just ran away suddenly, what kind of enemy did you meet?"

Shang Bian had already prepared a fur cloak for Wei Tao to wear.

"The two pursuers sent by the Huang family have been dealt with by me."

Wei Tao said lightly, and casually threw a bag to Shang Bian, "Check to see if there is anything valuable in it, and throw it away if not."

"hiss……"

Shang Bian undid the buckle little by little, and opened the bag.

After only one glance, he couldn't help but gasped.

"Didn't you open it to see what's inside?"

He asked, his tone slightly strange.

"No, the sealing rope is not easy to untie."

Wei Tao was still thinking about Hei Mo Jinsheng, and said casually, "I don't have that patience, and I don't want to use brute force to break it."

"This bag, sir found it from the pursuers?" Shang Bian nodded and asked again.

"Well, that is a middle-aged man who is not young, and his level of strength can only be regarded as average. He was slapped to death by me."

"Uh... just a slap, it killed me." Shang Bian's expression became more and more strange.

"Master Shang, what you said is that since he is the enemy who is chasing after him, what if he doesn't shoot him to death? Are you raising him?"

Wei Tao was a little absent-minded, and his thoughts were still immersed in his practice.

"No, no, that's not what the subordinates can't afford to support him."

Shang Bian carefully organized his words, "What this subordinate means is that Mister may have identified the wrong person."

"got the wrong person?"

"Master Shang's words are even more wrong. I don't know that person at all, so how could I admit my mistake?"

With a long breath of turbid air, Shang Bian lowered his voice, "The one who slapped to death, Mr., was not a member of the Huang family, but the head of the Zhou family in the inner city."

"I don't care who he is."

Wei Tao had no expression on his face, and his tone was indifferent, "He appeared in the wrong place at the wrong time, and he also worked hand in hand with Huang Qilin, so he was to blame for being beaten to death by me, and he was seeking his own death."

"Huang, Huang Qilin?" Shang Bian was stunned again.

After being silent for a long time, he sighed, "Sir, it's likely that he slapped the eldest son of the Huang family to death."

"It's nothing, Master Shang, don't talk nonsense." Wei Tao frowned slightly, with a serious tone.

Shang Bian nodded, secretly heaving a sigh of relief.

But at the next moment, Wei Tao turned his head, "He is more powerful, it took me two slaps to slap him to death."

"I……"

Shang Bian held back a word, and his heart was galloping.

He didn't want to say another word, so he could only look down at the map.

........................

Cangyuan Inner City.

The raging fire has been extinguished.

Many buildings are left with only broken walls, like black scars, and the once magnificent scene can no longer be seen.

A team of city defense troops is clearing the street.

The corpses were piled up, doused with kerosene and ignited directly, exuding a burnt and foul smell in the cold wind.

In the depths of the Huang family compound.

The palace garden slowly drank fragrant tea, closed eyes and rested.

Behind him, stood two people.

One is a girl in a white dress.

Her expression was blank, her eyes stared at the void in front of her, as if she was thinking about something, or in a daze.

The other one was a young man with an ape back and a wasp waist.

Impressively, it was Yan Shi of the Red Line Gate.

His body has been trembling slightly.

Strands of blood flowed down the fingertips, dripping and falling on the feet, and soon formed two bright red marks.

The grandmother of the Huang family picked up the teapot on the stove and refilled the cup in front of Gongyuan.

She observed Gong Yuan's expression, and accompanied Xin Xin and said slowly, "Please rest assured, there will be nothing wrong between the Zhou and Xu families."

"Qi Lin went out of the city to pursue him last night, and he will surely kill the core figures of those two families..."

Gong Yuan slowly opened his eyes, with a faint smile on his lips, "Ruoyun, your grandson just died."

Click!

The porcelain cup fell and shattered into pieces.

The grandmother of the Huang family trembled, her complexion turned white in an instant, "You, what you said, is it true?"

"I don't need to lie to you at all."

Gong Yuan smiled slightly, "In order to help him practice, I injected a force into his body. Now that the force has dissipated, it's not because the person is dead, but what is the reason?"

"I, Qi Lin..."

The grandmother of the Huang family wanted to say something, but she couldn't even say a word.

"Look at your worthless appearance. If you die, you will die. It's not like your Huang family is completely dead. You just need to find another young man to train again."

Gong Yuan picked up the teacup and took a sip, then looked back.

"Feather."

"The disciple is here." The girl in white replied.

She finally focused her eyes, but she was still in a trance and lost her mind.

"When we were in the city before, Huang Qilin took good care of you, but now he died unexpectedly..."

Gong Yuan spoke slowly, with a calm and soothing tone, "Just take your own dog and go find the murderer and avenge him."

"The disciple understands."

Bai Lingyu turned around blankly, and walked outside step by step.

Yan Shi followed closely behind without saying a word.

After a while.

A young man quietly appeared in the room, standing where Bai Youyou was just now.

He looked at the girl in white who was walking away, and said in a slightly puzzled tone, "Auntie, with Junior Sister Bai's current state of mind, is it dangerous to let her go out alone?"

"Outside, you have to call me teacher."

Gong Yuan said indifferently, "Her mission has been completed, and it is useless now."

The young man was slightly taken aback, "I don't quite understand what the teacher means."

"You don't need to understand just yet.

You just need to know that she is different from you. "

She closed her eyes, her voice gradually lowered, "You are the son of my own brother, the only junior in my palace family, and the disciple who will truly inherit my mantle.

She is just a tool I cultivated for myself, and there is a fundamental difference in identity.

You are always envious of my kindness to her, but you don't know that tools need to be carefully maintained, otherwise they will lose their due effect.

The most important thing is that this tool is used up, and it should be destroyed directly. I let her go out to fend for herself, which can be regarded as all the previous bits and pieces of friendship. "

Speaking of this, Gong Yuan laughed faintly.

And the last sentence she didn't say, just flashed quietly in her heart.

"Some people think that she is my greatest weakness, so I can just follow the trend and wait for them to attack her.

Then I waited quietly, watching them stand in front of me full of ambition, and then show expressions of fear and despair.

As the saying goes, knowing the male and keeping the female is the creek of the world; knowing the white and keeping the black is the way of the world. "

It was quiet again in the conservatory.

The fire was burning quietly, and the teapot on the fire was bubbling and steaming.

There is also a graceful and elegant beautiful woman, sitting next to her and taking a nap with her eyes closed.

It is like a beautiful and peaceful picture scroll slowly unfolding on this cold winter night.

But in Huang's grandmother's heart, it was cold.

It was as if he was in a lair of terrifying monsters, and would be torn into pieces at any moment, even the belt and bones would be swallowed clean.

Fortunately, her worries didn't last too long.

There was a crackling sound.

There was a hollow between the Huang family's grandmother's eyebrows.

The young man slowly withdrew his fingers and watched her limply fall to the ground, blood mixed with brains pouring out, making that originally kind face look like a ghost.

"you know too much."

He sighed secretly, and picked up the teacup on the table.

(End of this chapter)