Alienated Martial Arts

Chapter 64 Cultists
Ghost, killing people?
Wei Tao exerted a little force on the hand holding the wine glass.

A light click was heard.

The porcelain cup cracked and a slice of wine was spilled.

He stared down at the continuously spreading liquid, and suddenly laughed out loud, "Shi Huishou, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately."

"I'm dedicated to being diligent, and I'm good at practicing martial arts hard. You suddenly said to me that ghosts kill people. Isn't it a big joke?"

"It's not what I said, it's the handwriting that brother left under the bed."

Shi Huishou sighed, "And from under the bed to the door, there are obvious signs of being dragged. It should be that he was discovered later, and then pulled out from under the bed and taken away."

Speaking of this, he suddenly showed a wry smile, "Young Master Wei, do you think there are ghosts in this world?"

The liquid was still spreading and had begun to slide down the edge of the table.

"I haven't seen it, so it's hard to say whether it is there or not." Wei Tao stretched out a finger, changed the flow of the liquid, and made them return to the place where they just started.

"However, if the ghost that Huishou Shi mentioned is the kind of ghost in white clothes, I think it is possible to have it."

Wei Tao kept his composure, and suddenly asked again, "Did they see that Ah Piao is still holding a brightly colored lantern with a ghost face on it?"

Gudong!

Shi Huishou swallowed hard his saliva, "Master, don't scare me, Old Shi."

"Besides, the young master knows so clearly,

Could it be, have you seen that kind of thing? "

Wei Tao nodded slightly, "It's true that I haven't seen it before, but I can see it now."

"If Shi Huishou wants to see him, he can see it by turning his head back."

Shi Huishou froze suddenly,

Then subconsciously turned back.

Whoosh!
Whizzing! ! !

Faster than him are the three sleeve arrows.

It has already brushed the tip of his hair and flew over.

Under the dim light of the oil lamp, the Hidden Arrow was pitch-black and exuded a slightly bitter smell, obviously soaked in the venom for a period of time.

Chi Chi!
The sound of sharp weapons entering meat sounded.

Then there was a muffled thud.

A figure in a white robe with long hair covering his face had just entered through the window before falling limply to the ground.

A big red lantern with a strange human face painted on its surface rolled down and immediately burned on the floor, emitting a cloud of black smoke from the fire.

It was only at this moment that Shi Huishou turned his head away, watching all this happen in a daze.

"The black smoke is poisonous."

Wei Tao made a quick reminder, without even looking at the guy who was shot to death when he came in through the window, he leaped back and knocked open the door, and came to the corridor outside.

Click!

A muscular arm with five fingers spread out like eagle claws suddenly pressed down on his face.

A muffled sound.

Wei Tao poured all his strength into his legs, using the chained steps in the mountain-crossing kick technique, and retreated a few meters away like lightning.

Swish!
When he failed in his grasp, the large sleeves of the white robe rolled up.

The man pulled out from below again.

Wei Tao stood still, his blood agitated, and he threw out a block and hammer.

Boom!

The fists and claws intersected, and there was a loud noise in the corridor.

The floor split beneath their feet, and splinters of wood flew everywhere.

In the dark corridor, the two fought fiercely.

Fist and talons, arm and arm, colliding again and again
From time to time, large pieces of sawdust flew up, covering the figures of the two of them.

After a dozen breaths.

There was another muffled bang.

A white figure staggered back,

His back slammed into the banister around the corner.

Click!

The railing snapped.

The white figure couldn't unload his strength, and suddenly lost his balance.

At this moment, a huge fist broke through the darkness and fell heavily.

Bang!
The white figure tilted its head to one side, and sat down on the ground without moving.

Wei Tao didn't see clearly until now that the other party was a middle-aged man with a haggard face, who was already dead.

He exhaled slowly, and leaned closer to observe carefully.

This person's strength is actually not bad.

Although there is a certain gap compared to him, he can still be regarded as a warrior at the blood coagulation level.

Putting it in the outer city is enough to become a high-level boss of a gang.

However, in such a dark corridor, this idiot insists on wearing a white robe with long sleeves. The target is too obvious, and he deserves it for being beaten to death after a few encounters.

Suddenly, Wei Tao's face suddenly changed.

Without any hesitation, he immediately turned and ran.

The sound of heavy footsteps came from the stairs.

Several men and women in white robes rushed up.

But all he could see was a blurry black shadow, crashing through the window at the end of the corridor and entering the wind and snow outside.

"Lord Mo Xiang is dead."

"How to do?"

"Go back and report to Master Ding Tan alone, and the others will follow me."

"We must catch him and use his blood to pay homage to Lord Mo Xiang's soul!"

"And the people here are the main target of Ding Tan's silence, kill them all!"

The cold wind howled and the snow fell.

Wei Tao galloped in the dark stone alley.

Behind him is a series of clear footprints.

There was nothing he could do about it, he could only speed up, to make himself and the footsteps behind him as far away as possible.

These three people may all be masters at the blood coagulation level.

Although judging from the sound of footsteps and breathing, there were two women of average strength, far inferior to the middle-aged man who was punched to death by him just now.

But the last man brought him considerable pressure.

Even bigger than the Zhao family in the inner city, the two strong men who are good at attacking together.

If there are only one or two opponents, they may turn around and fight.

But now that the latter three joined forces, Wei Tao immediately let go of all unrealistic thoughts.

Even if the full set of equipment is neatly dressed at this time, once the opponent entangles and falls into a hard fight, the consequences are also unpredictable.

The three men in white robes were silent, like a pack of patient wolves, stalking behind their prey leisurely, waiting for the best opportunity to strike violently.

After crossing an alley, Wei Tao made a sharp turn and ran towards the main road with sporadic lights.

Suddenly, a faint red light lit up.

Several men and women with lanterns came out of a door and walked slowly in two rows.

They were only wrapped in thin coarse cloth and white sheets, and they stepped on the cold ground with bare feet.
Facing the howling north wind and the heavy snow, he seemed unaware of it.

He was still chanting various slogans in his mouth.

"Another member of the Red Lantern Festival..."

"I hid and hid, and they chased after me, trying to kill me!"

A murderous intent flashed in Wei Tao's eyes.

His blood surged, and his legs suddenly exerted force.

Using the wind chasing step in the mountain-piercing kick, he passed between the two rows of people like lightning.

Bang bang bang bang!

When the last two people heard the movement, they were about to turn their heads when they were pinned down by two big hands on the back of their heads and slammed into the stone wall.

They spurted blood immediately, and lay motionless in the snow.

The four people in front came to their senses, and just as they were about to take something out of their clothes, they received heavy punches at the vest.

Then he followed in the footsteps of his companions, vomited blood and lay on the ground.

Wei Tao continued to charge without slowing down.

But with this very short delay, the three chasing people had already rushed to the front.

Among them, the white-clothed man moved straight forward and swooped.

The other two women in white rose up from the ground and jumped onto the left and right stone walls respectively.

With their arms outstretched, they slapped the air quickly.

It really looks like a white crane spreading its wings,

There is a hidden posture of riding the wind.

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