Alienated Martial Arts.

Chapter 191 Secret Skills
"After such a long period of peaceful and peaceful life, Mr. Fengqiu's vigilance is still the same as before. It is really surprising and admirable."

Liu Qingyuan crossed her slender legs and changed to a more comfortable sitting position.

"These two are the young couple who disappeared in that summer resort the year before last.

Now it seems that the disappearance is a fake, because of some reason, the invisible person is the truth..."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly struck out without any warning, a thin sword slipped out of her sleeve, and pierced toward the center of Qiu Yuan's eyebrows like lightning.

Facing the sudden sword strike, Qiu Yuanwai sat still, not panicking at all.

In a blink of an eye, he retreated two meters away with the chair and the person, avoiding the sharp edge of the sword.

Then he stood up and stepped around the side.

A thick layer of hoarfrost appeared on both hands, and it fell heavily towards Liu Qingyuan's neck.

In an instant, the living room was chilly and the temperature plummeted.

Liu Qingyuan shuddered.

The whole person suddenly felt like an ice cellar, from head to toe it was icy cold.

In order to kill him with one blow, while he was punching, his eyes were covered with blood.

The melodious and desolate cry suddenly enveloped Liu Qingyuan.

"With this little ability, you dare to break in and seek death!"

Qiu Yuanwai grinned silently, and punched out at high speed.

Without any warning, distorted laughter and whimpering and crying sounded in his mind at the same time.

Like a sharp knife, it pierced his head sharply.

Member Qiu staggered, and the edge of his fist deviated, brushed against Liu Qingyuan's body, and smashed the wooden table beside him.

The two stood still, looking at each other silently.

Blood gushed out from the seven orifices at the same time, staining their respective cheeks red, looking like a ghost.

"You actually implanted the blood spirit thread?"

Qiu Yuanwai's voice was hoarse, as if he had swallowed a mouthful of iron sand.

"Why didn't you punch me to death just now, but insisted on doing something useless?"

Liu Qingyuan was full of curiosity, "Also, why is your cry different from mine?"

"Accompanied by such gentle and touching crying every day, Mr. Feng must not be lonely at night."

The expressions of the two young men at the door changed, and they took a step forward together.

boom!
Wei Tao got up from the wooden chair at this moment, and quietly stopped in front of them.

The three figures collided in one place.

He smashed the door of the room in an instant and fell into the courtyard outside.

A series of screams sounded.

In a blink of an eye, the corpses were scattered all over the place.

Wei Tao gently flicked away the debris from his fingers, and finally stopped dodging and wandering away.

"You guys, why are you wearing such an ugly mask?"

He quietly looked at the man and woman in front of him, his eyes fell on their faces, a little puzzled and curious.

The woman on the right snorted coldly, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by her words.

The man on the left stared solemnly at Wei Tao.

With a solemn expression, he said: "This person is not an ordinary heretic warrior, form an array!"

His voice fell, and his body suddenly fell down.

Together with the female partner beside him, he squatted with his legs halfway, curled one hand around his waist, and protected his forehead with the other hand, and at the same time made exactly the same starting gesture.

It looked like a ridiculous show put on by the lowest martial artist.

Wei Tao didn't smile, and even frowned slightly, taking a step forward with a slightly stagnant attitude.

With one step, the ground shook.

The two were connected with each other, and at the same time, they erupted with the strongest killing intent.

Swish!
In an instant, countless bloody threads pierced through the mask, densely entwining half of the faces of the two of them, looking bloody and weird.

"Youxuan secret technique, mountainous and mountainous!"

They stomped down on the ground suddenly, and the right fists curled up at their waists blasted forward at the same speed.

The strong wind roared, wantonly rolled up a large amount of gravel from the ground, and pressed it forward.

Wei Tao felt the air blowing towards his face, and then saw the two people's almost one-piece engraved movements, his eyes sparkled, and his expression was thoughtful.

boom!
The pair of fists had come to the front in an instant.

He does not back down, does not dodge or avoid.

Raising his hand was the sky-shattering hammer, and he punched forward heavily with both fists.

Boom!

The four fists face each other, colliding with each other.

The whole courtyard was trembling slightly.

With the bodies of the three people as the center, the ground with a radius of several meters suddenly sank, forming a large pit mixed with mud and water.

Wei Tao couldn't stabilize his body when the majestic force rushed in, so he even took a step back.

After the violent blow, the young men and women, without any hesitation, rushed forward again, punching out a series of fists.

"Secret technique, double overlapping waves!"

"Secret technique, triple overlapping waves!"

"Secret technique, four overlapping waves!"

Wei Tao blocked it with his shots again and again, and retreated step by step, stepping on a large piece of masonry.

Amidst the loud noise, the muddy pit expanded and sank again, and even the rockery not far away began to tilt slightly.

"Secret technique, seven overlapping waves!"

Boom!

A figure flew out backwards.

It knocked down the rockery that was already crumbling.

Buried by the crashing silt, earth and rocks.

"Huh...huh..."

The woman panted heavily, raised the back of her slightly trembling hand, and wiped off a thin layer of sweat from her forehead.

With a wry smile, he said, "Brother Feng, it's just to deal with a heretic warrior, we don't need to fight to this extent."

The man was also sweating profusely and panting. Hearing this, he sighed, "Sister Qiong, I think it is necessary."

She snorted coquettishly, "I don't think it's necessary, that person was already beyond his strength when we hit five overlapping waves together.

At that time, you could take his life with just a casual strike, but Brother Feng, you insisted on pulling me by force, insisting on completing the following two combined strikes. "

"You know, the last time we had a life-and-death fight with the deacon of the inner sect of Xuanwu Dao, we only used six combined blows."

The man closed his eyes, breathing slowly and calmly.

He sighed, still faintly puzzled.

"No, this person gave me a different feeling, when I faced him just now, it was like being targeted by a giant beast.

It seems that they may be culled at any time and tear us into pieces, just like these unlucky housekeepers. "

"Brother Feng, you are becoming more and more cautious, but I didn't feel anything.

But being dragged by you has consumed all of your vitality, and you will need to rest for at least a month before you can slowly recover. "

The woman complained in a low voice, moved her limp body, and walked slowly towards the collapsed rockery.

A look of doubt flashed across the young man's face, and he thought to himself, could it be that he was really scaring himself just now?

After all, he was the leader in the joint strike secret technique just now, as long as he doesn't take the initiative to stop it, it will continue forever.

If it is really a misjudgment.

In order to kill a mere Silver Spear Flower shelf, the price paid was indeed unbearable.

"Only by being careful can you sail for thousands of years. Being cautious is not a bad thing after all."

"After all, you also know what serious consequences will be caused if our family's secrets are leaked."

"Get rid of this person quickly, and we can help father earlier."

He would not admit his mistakes, so he casually comforted his agitated wife.

At the same time, his eyes flickered as he walked back and forth among the broken corpses all over the ground.

Suddenly, strands of black and red aura quietly rose from the ruins of the rockery and caught his eyes.

It also made him terrified, and a cold air rushed from the soles of his feet to his forehead.

"Sister Qiong, come back!"

He suddenly let out a low voice, his voice distorted due to nervousness and anxiety.

The woman paused in her footsteps and turned her head back in bewilderment.

But it was such a simple movement of turning around, she could no longer do it.

boom!
A big red and black hand broke through the ground.

He firmly grasped that fair and slender neck, and lifted her up high.

　I got off work late last night, and the third update was not finished, and it will be updated around [-]:[-] pm.

　
(End of this chapter)