Alienated Martial Arts

Chapter 450 Grandmaster
A gust of wind swept past.

Instantly disappeared without a trace.

Yan Ling sat blankly on the wooden chair behind the table.

The body was soaked in all kinds of vegetable soup and wine.

An odd smell mixed together.

Her expression was numb, and she was in a daze, as if she had become a sculpture.

Until the sound of hurried footsteps.

A figure quickly rushed into the gate of the banquet hall, only to wake her up from this chaotic and confused state.

"Mo Li, do you dare to attack Miss!?"

Aunt Feng's voice was shrill, full of extreme anger and anxiety.

pat!

Suddenly, her feet slipped and she steadied herself abruptly.

Then he looked down, and the place where his eyes reached was bright red.

In addition, there is a strong fishy and sweet taste rushing into the nostrils.

Aunt Feng looked around vigilantly, with a puzzled expression on her face.

She came here in a hurry just now when she clearly sensed that chilly aura.

In his heart, he already had the belief that he must die, and he was determined not to let Mo Li hurt his young lady in the slightest.

However, it was beyond her expectation.

Except for the young lady, the banquet hall was empty and there was no one else.

Not only did he not see Mo Li, even the spiritual food dealer who was valued by the young lady disappeared for no reason.

Taking another look at the bright red covering the front of the banquet hall, Aunt Feng suddenly understood something in her heart, and even felt a little uncontrollable sadness.

Unexpectedly, a peddler who farms and sells food can still go so far as to sacrifice his life for righteousness, and is willing to sacrifice his life for the sake of the young lady.

It must be because he was grateful for Miss's kindness and refused to leave with Mo Li, that's why he was so murdered and ended up in such a miserable end with no bones left.

Sure enough, people cannot be judged by their appearance, and sea water cannot be measured.

Before, she always felt that this person was unreliable, but she didn't go too far because she was in the way of the young lady's face.

Looking back now, I was slapping myself in the face.

Aunt Feng looked away from the bright red floor.

The anger in his heart was burning fiercely, almost filling the entire atrium.

But there was also a sense of extreme powerlessness, which made her fall into helplessness and despair.

She also roughly knew who the person behind Mo Li was.

It's just that he didn't expect that the other party would be so arrogant and brutal.

They are so ruthless.

For those who cannot get it, simply destroy it directly.

There is simply no scruples at all.

On the spirit boat in the fifth room of the Yan family, he killed Miss Ling in front of Miss Ling.

Aunt Feng took a deep breath, then let it out slowly, and came to the messy dining table little by little.

Although the lady has practiced spiritual arts since she was a child, and has participated in more than one training missions, she seems to have never seen such a bloody and terrifying scene.

So looking at her appearance, she seemed to be frightened, and it might even have affected her mind.

"Miss Aya."

"Miss Aya?"

Aunt Feng tried her best to calm down, and cautiously called Yan Ling's name.

Yan Ling slowly raised her head, her eyes were still a little dazed.

"Aunt Feng, why do I feel like I've been dreaming?"

She slowly stretched out her hand, then clenched her fist little by little.

He muttered to himself as if in a dream, "Aunt Feng, have you seen that, this is fist."

Immediately afterwards, under Aunt Feng's eyes that also became astonished and dazed.

Another slender ankle protruded from under the skirt of his own lady.

Then she straightened her toes tightly, raised her fair calf, and put her clenched fist together.

"Aunt Feng, have you seen this? This is a foot."

Yan Ling said quietly, "If you add it up, it's a punch and a kick, and you rarely even use a sword."

Ms. Aya is probably crazy.

Maybe he couldn't bear this kind of intense stimulation, or maybe he was deliberately targeted by Mo Li, so he fell into this kind of trance madness.

Aunt Feng was very anxious, but there was nothing she could do.

She is a good spiritualist, but she doesn't have the experience and ability to deal with this kind of situation.

Even Jing Rong, the captain of the guard, seemed to be not very good at it.

A thought flashed in her mind, and Aunt Feng suddenly remembered what she had seen and heard when she was a child.

It seems that the old man in the village said that this kind of distraught situation can be broken by pouring gold juice to induce vomiting.

However, the young lady has a delicate status, so how dare she let her drink other people's golden juice?

Therefore, we can only find a way to obtain local materials and let Ms. Ling produce and sell them on their own, which may be able to solve the predicament they are facing.

But before that, it is still necessary to confirm whether Mo Li has really left, so that he can really feel at ease and let go of his actions.

"I know it's a punch from the lady."

She spoke softly, earnestly and kindly, "However, this servant wants to know where Mo Li is now, and whether he has left the spirit boat."

"Magic?"

"leave?"

"He's right behind you."

"And he will never leave in his life."

Aunt Feng shuddered, and immediately turned her head to look back.

The banquet hall was still empty and empty.

So, Miss Yan Ling's situation is already very serious.

Even visual and auditory hallucinations began to appear.

"Miss, there is no one behind me."

"The ground, isn't it human?"

"Although he is no longer in human form, the amount of flesh is that of a human being."

"Miss, what you mean is that this spread of scarlet..."

Aunt Feng subconsciously turned around again, and suddenly felt that she was about to fall into madness.

"Yeah, I never imagined that Mo Li, who was rampant and bloody and brutal back then, would end up with a dead body and a dead body."

"Aunt Feng, can you believe it? It's just a punch. Whether it's the ice fog magic or the spirit plate defense, it's as if it doesn't exist, even people are the same.

You haven't seen that kind of scene, the head exploded violently, the internal organs were scattered in all directions, and the flesh and blood became countless pieces.

And the reason for all this was just because a table was overturned. "

Yan Ling closed her eyes and spoke slowly.

"Maybe it's because food is the most important thing for the people. That person is so hungry that he can really do anything."

"That one, who is it?"

When Aunt Feng heard this, she was completely at a loss.

"Mr. Wei, who else could it be?"

"Wei, Mr. Wei?"

"Mr. Wei who farms and sells grain!?"

"Then, what about Mr. Wei, where is he now?"

There was a sudden click.

Yan Ling let go of her hand and smashed the porcelain cup, and at this moment she suddenly came to her senses.

"Mr. Wei, he's probably looking for Yan Ming!"

"Hurry up, hurry up, don't let him kill in a fit of anger, if the news leaks out, there will be a catastrophe coming!"

Dark night sky with low clouds.

A figure walked quickly through it.

Wei Tao was expressionless, holding a blue ice crystal in his hand.

This is something I got from Mo Li just now.

Mo Li finally tried desperately to stimulate it, but was overwhelmed by his fist, and did not release the power of this ice crystal at all.

The light blue ice crystals kept emitting spiritual power, but Wei Tao couldn't absorb and transform it for his own use as he did when he cast the small cloud and rain technique.

It was as if the ice crystals in his hand didn't exist.

Suddenly, his heart moved.

Subconsciously looked down.

The Jialan spirit pattern quietly emerged into the void.

A spiritual thread branched out from it, and sank into the ice crystal without sound.

Almost at the same time, he felt strong spiritual power flowing from the blue ice crystal into his body along that silk thread.

"It's such a fulfilling feeling."

"Unexpectedly, according to Teacher Lanyue's idea, after improving the second spirit pattern, there is such an unexpected effect."

"If the first spirit pattern is to export the true meaning of profound thoughts outward, then the second spirit pattern is to devour and absorb it inward.

One inside and one outside, one in and one out, inexplicably formed a rather wonderful balance. "

Wei Tao took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled a cloud of cold mist.

He took another look at the rapidly dimming and shrinking ice crystals, feeling the spiritual power rapidly injected into his body, and a joyful smile appeared on his face.

At the same time, I also look forward to what kind of experience the third spirit pattern will bring after I have cultivated the second spirit pattern to the apex.

boom! ! !
Surrounded by cold mist, it quickly pierced through the clouds.

It left behind a crystal bright belt like star sand.

The dark blue spiritual boat was already in sight.

boom!
Wei Tao accelerated again, rushing straight like a shooting star.

If you don't want him to be well, then no one will be well.

So, since there are people looking for death, they must all be killed.

Inside the spirit boat, the atmosphere was warm and harmonious.

The banquet hall was brightly lit, casting a bright orange light.

All kinds of precious ingredients are dazzling, and the large circular table is filled.

"Come on, let me offer you a toast."

Yan Ming smiled all over his face and raised the wine cup in his hand.

Duanmu Xun bowed slightly, "Mr. Yan is really too polite. It is a great blessing from my previous life to be able to join the disciples of Mr. Yan."

Xin Chi then said, "Yes, what virtue and ability do I have to make the young master value you so much? From now on, the villain will definitely follow the young master's lead, and is willing to let the young master drive him."

"Young Master Yan is so gracious and virtuous that he gave Quan Zi the opportunity to practice in the Chishan Spiritual Realm. I am truly grateful."

Several people drank at the same time and refilled their glasses.

Duanmu Xun picked up a chopstick of green vegetables and ate them, and said with emotion, "Mr. Yan has already reached the height of a great spiritualist at a young age, and he is only one step away from the higher virtual world. He is definitely a dragon and a phoenix among people. Let us ordinary people only look up."

Hearing this, Yan Ming just smiled lightly.

"It's just that he has just achieved the realm of a great spiritualist, and there is still a long way to go before he can reach the real virtual realm."

He drank another glass of wine, raised his finger and pointed directly above his head, "Old Mr. Duanmu praised me too much, not to mention that there are many geniuses and masters in the upper star ring, even in the Chishan spiritual domain of my family, with my strength It’s not really No.1 of the younger generation.”

"Oh?"

Duanmu Xun said in surprise, "My lord, please forgive me for my short-sightedness and ignorance, but it is really unimaginable that there are genius spiritists who are more talented than you."

Yan Ming shook his head slowly, his eyes suddenly became solemn, and seemed to be a little respectful.

"Sister Yan Rong, no matter in terms of innate aptitude, cultivation level, or even vision, she is more than a notch better than me."

"Not long ago, my sister had cleared her mind, understood her mind, broke through the barrier leading to the virtual world, and successfully took that step out. Compared with me still rolling in the mud, I am already a cloud of mud in the sky and on the ground. difference."

Duanmuxun was silent for a long time, then sighed softly, "I've spent my whole life, but I haven't even touched the threshold of entering the Void Realm. Even becoming a Great Spirit Planter is a stumbling step. It's really not as far as my son and sister."

Yan Ming smiled slightly, and was about to say something, but his complexion suddenly changed without warning.

Why is there a blood-like red light mixed in under the orange light?

There was a flash of light in his eyes, and he immediately calmed down and calmed down his mind.

The next moment, Yan Ling turned around slowly.

He stared at the side table next to the main table.

His eyes fell on the side of disciple Duanmu Xun.

There was an empty seat there.

However, there was an extra person on the seat at some point.

An ordinary-looking young man with nothing special about him.

He was sitting still, holding a large row in his hand, and was feeding it into his mouth.

Click! ! !

He bites down.

Just chew it twice, and then swallow the bone and meat together.

Then he took a gulp with the flagon.

Then he picked up the handkerchief placed on the table and slowly wiped his mouth.

During this process, none of the people at the same table showed any abnormalities.

It was as if the person did not exist.

So, who is this person! ?
When did he sneak into the spirit boat silently! ?

Duanmuxun was still slowly saying flattering words, but he suddenly fell silent.

Because he had keenly noticed Yan Ming's changes.

Then subconsciously turned his head and looked in the same direction.

Uh……

Duanmu Xun almost choked on his breath.

A spiritual food dealer who planted trees at the Red Thread Gate?

When did he join in?

There was no movement at all, it was as silent as a ghost.

At this moment, when Duan Muxun looked at Yan Ming again, he couldn't help showing a bit more surprise.

Feelings of joy and fear co-existed in my heart.

Although he is a spirit planter with weak combat effectiveness, at least in terms of cultivation level, he has already stepped into the level of a great spiritist.

But even so, he didn't even know how this disciple of the Red Line Sect entered the spirit boat and then came to the banquet hall.

It can be seen from this that what level of terrifying power does Mo Li under Mr. Yan's command have.

Simply unknowingly, he brought back a big living person.

Therefore, it was definitely a correct choice for him to resolutely abandon Miss Yan and join Mr. Yan's command.

When Duanmuxun's thoughts moved, he immediately picked up his wine glass and slowly got up from his seat.

He said with a smile on his face, "Unexpectedly, the little friends of the Red Line Gate also turned their backs on the dark side and entered the door wall of Mr. Yan. In the future, we will work together to help you pass the selection smoothly, get the inheritance of the spiritual power of the sacred tree, and then you can have great hope Stepping into the void..."

"To shut up!"

With a low shout, Duanmu Xun couldn't help but stop, and immediately stopped speaking.

His eyes were full of doubts, and with a little fear, he looked at Yan Ming who had just reprimanded him beside him.

At this moment, a man's voice sounded from the side table, with a gentle smile.

"Old Mr. Duanmu has lived for most of his life, but he still hasn't understood the truth that flattery is too much, and silence is worse than ten thousand words. If we change it now, I don't know if it's too late."

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became dead silent.

Only the sound of chewing and swallowing sounded again, which was very clear and distinct at this moment.

"who are you?"

Yan Ming spoke slowly, his voice was as cold as the polar wind.

Whoa!
Until this time, the few people on the side table seemed to come back to their senses, and suddenly discovered the existence of one more person.

Immediately, he overturned the wooden chair behind him, and quickly evacuated towards the distance.

The next moment, the gentle man's voice sounded again.

"Aren't you looking for me? Now I have thrown myself into a trap, saving you a lot of effort. You should be happy and happy. Why are you all crying like you are going to the grave to burn paper?"

"I'm looking for you……"

"What kind of thing are you, worthy of me looking for you?"

"No, you are that spiritual food dealer!?"

"I don't really like the title Spiritual Food Seller."

Wei Tao raised his head little by little, "I am above the profound realm, a master of martial arts."

"Above the Profound Realm, a Martial Dao Grandmaster?"

Yan Ming couldn't help being taken aback, and a strange smile gradually formed on the corners of his lips.

"It's the first time I've heard this name. It really opened my eyes and saw different people and the different scenery brought by people."

"So, I specifically asked Mo Li to go back, just to bring a person like you back. How did he do things?"

Wei Tao lowered his head slightly, "That old thing was really bad at work, that's why I beat it to death with one punch. The red and white ones were all over the floor, and a good banquet was wasted."

Having said that, he turned his head to look at one side of the window.

"It's just that after killing him, I'm still a little upset and confused, but fortunately, the weather is good tonight and there are clouds in the sky.

The so-called night is dark and windy, killing people and setting fire to the sky, so I came here specially to kill and set fire in Mr. Yan's spirit boat. "

Wei Tao's voice was gentle and calm, quietly flowing between the banquet halls.

After saying these few words, everyone was stunned.

In addition to doubt, the expression in the eyes is still doubtful.

Whether it was the main table or the side table, whether it was the spiritual master of the Yan family who was attending the banquet, or the spiritual planter who was the guest, they all couldn't believe their ears.

A spiritual food dealer, who claimed to be a martial arts master, even claimed that he had killed Mo Li with one punch.

Moreover, they wanted to kill people and set fire to the Yan family spirit boat.

So blatant.

Don't even bother to do a little cover-up.

It was simply beyond their imagination.

"In my place, murder and set fire!?"

Yan Ming took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly.

The corners of the eyes and lips were trembling slightly.

He lowered his eyes and said without warning, "Yingyu."

Click! ! !

Without any warning, the curtain wall behind Wei Tao suddenly cracked.

A ray of cold light struck, as if it wanted to cut off the orange lights.

There is also the spiritual power that cannot be induced lingers on it.

In an instant, he had already reached Wei Tao's vital point.

At this moment, Yan Ming narrowed his eyes suddenly.

A scene that surprised him was reflected in the suddenly constricted pupils.

click!
The imposing cold light stopped abruptly.

It turned into a long knife and stood motionless in mid-air.

But what made it stop and reveal itself were just two fingers raised at unknown times.

Clamping Sen Han's blade, preventing him from entering again, is like a poisonous snake being stuck seven inches.

Yingyu had no expression on her face, she let go and backed away without hesitation.

At the same time, she drew an afterimage with both hands, and closed them inward like lightning.

"The Edge of Ten Thousand Rens!"

Click!

A sudden crisp sound ruined all Yingyu's efforts.

The fingers that had just clamped the blade opened, allowing the long knife to fall downwards.

Then that arm stretched forward silently, like a snake repairing a cave, and then grabbed her palms first.

In an instant, blood splattered, and the flesh and blood were separated.

Turned into a shapeless pile of slime.

Yingyu's exquisite face was distorted, almost fainted by the sudden severe pain.

She tried her best to widen her eyes, staring at the face of the young man in front of her, and even lost her mind for a short while.

Anyway, I don't understand why this happens.

A person was able to catch her knife directly with his hand without any damage.

"Compared to the other two spiritualists, your reaction speed is not bad, but it's only good."

Wei Tao let go of his hand and put her down.

Then, in her frightened eyes for a moment, she pulled out the long knife stuck in the floor, and slashed across her slender and fair neck.

Pfft!
A head was thrown high and fell into the copper pot in the middle of the dining table.

Ups and downs with the boiling soup.

"The stewed beauty's head is also a dish."

Wei Tao sighed secretly, "Looking at her reminds me of Bai Youyou and that snowy day in Lvliuzhuang."

There was a dead silence in the room.

Only the copper pot was bubbling and bubbling.

The steam rose slowly, as if bringing a real cold and murderous intent.

Above the Profound Realm, a martial arts master.

Above the Profound Realm, a Martial Dao Grandmaster! ?

At this moment, everyone recalled this sentence again, but none of them thought it was ridiculous. Instead, they seemed to hear the roar of a demon and saw the death scythe that was about to be slashed down.

He was able to catch the spirit blade imprinted with spirit spells with two fingers, and ignored the strong defensive spirit armor, directly taking the life of a great spirit master.

This is no longer a martial arts master, it is simply the reincarnation of a demon.

Yan Ming's eyes sparkled, his hands were hidden in his sleeves, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Then, let's start with her actions, and let me send you all on the road together."

Wei Tao's voice fell, and he took a step forward slowly.

boom! ! !
The entire banquet hall suddenly exploded.

Countless fragments scattered and splashed, creating a blazing flame in the night sky.

Several figures fell from it and hit the ground heavily.

They struggled to get up and frantically fled in different directions.

Yet another figure descended from the sky.

Accompanied by a loud roar, a huge deep pit was smashed into the ground.

It also interrupted their escape.

Wei Tao straightened his body slowly and looked at Yan Ming who was not far away.

"You, you can't kill me."

"I am Yan Rong's younger brother, and I am the son and grandson of the eldest son of the Yan family."

"You can't kill me, really can't kill me."

Yan Ming was covered in filth and muttered to himself.

At this moment, Yan Ling's voice suddenly sounded from a distance, and it sounded a little out of breath.

"Mr. Wei, please think twice."

"It's easy to kill Yan Ming, but it affects the whole body."

Wei Tao turned around slowly and looked to one side.

"Take a hair and move the whole body?"

He was silent for a moment, and said expressionlessly, "Why should I only pull one hair? He should be just an appetizer. The only way to really solve the problem is to move directly towards his whole body."

(End of this chapter)