Alienated Martial Arts.

Chapter 231 Ten Thousand Immortals
Swish! ! !
There was a sound of clothes, and the figure flickered.

Several men in black changed positions and surrounded Wei Tao tightly.

The man in the lead twitched the corners of his mouth and said with a wanton smile, "I've seen people using a pole to ask for money, but this is the first time I've seen someone using a pole to ask for death."

"When the net is collected tonight, one more small fish can be added. The fourth young master is watching outside, I am afraid he will laugh out loud."

After the words fell, he waved his hand violently.

All the men in black pulled out their weapons at the same time, and rushed forward in silence.

In an instant, a cold light flickered, covering Wei Tao's front, back, left, and right sides.

boom!
The ground suddenly shook violently.

Tan Pan was unsteady and almost fell to the ground.

Whoa!
Master Zhou shook the teacup in his hand, and spilled more than half of the cup at once, soaking the clothes on his chest.

A few drops of liquid were inexplicably splashed on the face, and the faint smell of blood spread, pouring into the nose and mouth, a fishy, ​​sweet and sticky feeling.

There were also other registered disciples with pale complexions, all dumbfounded, staring blankly at the center of the courtyard, all of them seemed to be in the fog, not knowing what year it was and where they were.

Boom!

Groups of blood mist suddenly exploded.

Mixed with minced meat and broken bones, it covered the ground in the middle of the yard.

There was a dead silence around, and no one spoke.

Only the cool night wind was blowing slowly, mixed with a strong smell of blood.

"Wow!"

A registered disciple bent over and vomited in a mess.

It was as if a switch was turned on, causing the other registered disciples to vomit at the same time, spraying digested food all over the floor.

The leading man in black stood there dumbfounded.

Unconsciously, there was a bright red mess on his body.

After a while, he suddenly came back to his senses, his lips were trembling, and he didn't know whether to speak or to vomit something.

"You, I, I'm the Xu family martial artist, you can't kill me..."

The man in black had a trembling voice and stammered.

The next moment, he was firmly grasped and then gently lowered to the ground.

Wei Tao raised his hand slowly, and even gently smoothed the wrinkles on his collar.

"You can't even beat me. You bastards dare to provoke the teacher. You really don't know how to write the word dead."

Wei Tao sighed leisurely, turned his head and glanced at the half-open courtyard door, "Don't you think so, the young master who was watching the theater outside?"

Click!

He twisted the neck of the leader in black.

Like throwing garbage, he threw the corpse aside casually.

clap clap clap!
Crisp applause sounded from outside the door.

A rich middle-aged man and a tall woman with a cold face walked in slowly, surrounded by the shady young man in the middle.

The young man stretched his arms around the waist of the beautiful girl Xiaojiabiyu in his arms, with a smile on his face and high spirits, "I thought it was just cat and mouse, but unexpectedly, I caught a tiger in my net. Not bad, not bad."

He looked at Wei Tao with cruel and playful eyes.

It's like looking at a dead person.

Immediately, he looked left and right, and said with a faint smile, "You two guests, please..."

Boom! ! !

Suddenly, a muffled thunder exploded.

swept across this secluded courtyard.

In an instant, the ground was torn apart with cracks.

Wei Tao is no longer where he was.

Click!

Master Zhou crushed the teacup violently.

He ignored the fragments of tea foam in his hands.

His eyes were shocked with a bit of bewilderment.

All I saw was a terrifying figure close to three meters tall, with knotted muscles and tendons all over his body, covered in a bloody network, and appeared in front of the few people who had just entered in an instant.

It's like a black and red intertwined monster with monstrous aura, waving two cold claws, tearing the air like lightning and smashing down.

This scene is like a fantasy picture frozen in the night.

It caught Master Zhou's eyes deeply.

He was in a trance, as if he had returned to his youth.

On that high-spirited night, he practiced the Red Line Fist for the first time to the point of blood coagulation, opened the Red Line Secret Record in front of him, and saw the picture scroll that seemed to come alive, and his whole body was shocked beyond imagination.

No, not right!

This scene is happening in front of you.

It was even more shocking than when he first saw the secret record of the red line.

It must be deeply engraved in his mind, and he will never forget it in this life.

Bang! ! !
Until a muffled sound came.

After the human body was hit hard, the sound of breaking suddenly exploded.

It was as if a scarlet rain had fallen in the courtyard.

In an instant, it was covered with minced flesh and blood.

The rich middle-aged man has disappeared, mixed into the ground meat.

The stiff woman's arms were completely broken, and her chest and abdomen were covered with deep bone wounds, which seemed to have a terrifying beauty.

She supported her body with difficulty, not letting herself go limp on the ground.

The originally cold face was distorted by fear, and his pale lips trembled violently, but he couldn't say a word.

Click!

A black and red light flashed, and the woman no longer had to worry about being speechless.

She fell limply to the ground and had no chance to speak in the future.

Not far away, a young man with a sullen face shrank by the wall, covering his bloody neck with one hand, his expression horrified.

He wanted to turn around and run away, but his legs seemed out of control, so weak that he couldn't even lift them.

vomit!
The unscathed Xiaojiabiyu stood where she was, suddenly bent down and vomited violently.

Her head and body were splattered with minced meat.

Looking at it from a distance under the night, it looks like wearing a bright red blood suit.

"Are you the slut who was rescued by the teacher, but turned out to be revenge?"

Wei Tao lowered his head slightly, his gaze fell on that frightened and bewildered face.

"I……"

As soon as she opened her mouth, she burst into tears, "Uncle Zhou, Brother Tan, I'm not..."

Click!

She couldn't go on talking.

The head was taken off directly and thrown into the arms of the shady young man.

The two bright red lips were still opening and closing, not sure if they were talking about something.

The shady young man held his head and looked into those eyes full of lifelessness. He was so frightened that his whole body trembled and tears flowed down his face.

The spirit of the whole person has reached the brink of collapse.

But soon, he didn't have to worry about whether his heartstrings would break.

Because at the next moment, his chest was crushed by a foot.

The heart is broken, how can the heartstrings be broken?

There was a gentle night breeze, and there was a dead silence in the courtyard.

Wei Tao slowly recovered his figure, and turned back in the mess.

Clasping fists with both hands, I gave another deep salute, "Seeing that the teacher and brothers are all well, I feel at ease."

Master Zhou took a deep breath, trying to calm down.

After a long silence, he finally spoke.

There was relief, joy, and a bit of complexity in the tone, "Xiaoqi, what kind of technique are you practicing?"

Wei Tao was silent for a moment, and found that there were many things that could not be explained clearly.

After thinking for a while, he smiled and said, "What is the teacher asking, what the disciple is practicing is naturally the Red Line Fist."

"Red, Red Line Fist!?"

Master Zhou took a deep breath, and his tone was full of disbelief, "I have practiced the red line boxing in my school all my life, and the highest is only the red line boxing. How could it be possible to reach your current height!?"

"It may be that the disciple is very talented, and he suddenly became enlightened after practicing."

Wei Tao took the training clothes from a named disciple, put them on slowly, and said slowly after thinking, "At that time, I was watching the secret record of the red line, and I somehow managed to practice the double-line red line."

After a pause, he rolled up his sleeves and circulated his Qi and blood to reveal the blood net.

"Later, for no apparent reason, the disciples practiced more and more smoothly, and there were more and more red threads. From the red practice of double threads to the red practice of hundred threads, and then weaving them into a net, it became what it is today."

"Chi Lian, Chi Lian Baixian..."

Master Zhou's throat surged, and he swallowed unconsciously, "But I just saw that your legs, Xiaoqi, also have bloody network manifestations, why is that?"

Wei Tao was startled for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said, "Teacher, it's because there are too many red threads and the arms can't fit, so the extra red threads are squeezed into the legs."

"It's also hard for me to imagine that my school's red line boxing method, which is a mere third-rate technique, can still achieve such a level."

Master Zhou sighed deeply, "Xiao Qi, you have practiced so far, you can be regarded as the No.

As he was talking, doubts arose suddenly, "Xiao Qi, don't think you're a teacher, just now your body has grown so much that there seemed to be a few black and red meat bumps bulging, and it turned out to be the effect of our school's red line fist? "

"The teacher's eyes are like a torch, and what he said is very true!"

Wei Tao nodded solemnly, "There are too many red lines. I can't fit my original body shape, so I can only grow taller."

"As for the raised sarcoma that the teacher just said."

His thoughts turned, and he quickly gave the answer, "The disciples practiced all the way, and the red threads were entangled with thousands of stitches, so they had to swell up sarcoma on the surface of the body for storage.

It's like the sewing kit used by female reds, anyway, it's all filled with red thread. "

"Wanxian, Wanxian!"

Master Zhou wiped away a strand of blood from the corner of his lips, and tremblingly got up from the wooden chair.

He faced north and bowed a few times.

Then he stood up straight and cried, "Xiaoqi, you are a martial arts prodigy, no matter how mediocre we are, the red line boxing you practice will be called Wanxian boxing in the future!"

After saying a word, blood gushed out of Master Zhou's mouth, and his breath suddenly sank.

Wei Tao's figure flickered, and he quickly supported him.

He carefully inspected the injuries in Master Zhou's body, and couldn't help but look gloomy, congealed like water.

"The teacher apologized for me going to Fourth Young Master Xu to apologize, and being injured by them, Xu completely damaged the foundation.

In addition, the teacher is very old, no matter what kind of medicine he uses for recuperation, it will not be of much use. "

Tan Pan whispered from the side, raising his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes.

Wei Tao closed his eyes, lost in thought.

No one else dared to disturb, not even to breathe loudly.

After a long time, Wei Tao finally opened his eyes, "Elder brother, don't worry, I have already understood the physical condition of the teacher. Although the injury is serious, it is not impossible to solve it."

Tan Pan's eyes lit up suddenly, "Seventh Junior Brother, what do you need me to do, as long as it can cure the teacher, I am willing to do anything."

"What I need the senior brother to do is to take them out of here first, find a safe and hidden place, and use medicine to help the teacher maintain their bodies."

Wei Tao let out a breath of foul air slowly, "I'll come to you when I finish dealing with the issues that need to be dealt with."

"Lin Yue Xiaozhai, there is still a secret stronghold for us. Junior brother will find it there, and someone will pick you up..."

Halfway through Tan Pan's words, his face suddenly changed, "Seventh Junior Brother, isn't he going to Xu's house?"

He hastily stretched out his hand to stop him, "This Xu family is the tyrant of Chishan City, because the younger brother of the current head of the family is the deputy head of the Nine Sacred Sect. His level of strength is beyond our imagination, and the younger brother must not be impulsive."

"Moreover, my junior also heard just now that the Xu family has a distinguished guest coming tonight, and it's a certain Daoist from the sect, so that's even more lofty..."

"Brother, there is no need to say much."

Wei Tao helped Master Zhou to the armchair and sat down, and covered him with another shirt.

After doing all this, he slowly straightened his body.

His eyes are gloomy, like a deep pool.

"I still remember when I first entered the martial arts school, fifth brother Peng Yue said to me that peace is always the most important thing in this school, and virtue wins people over.

And after I separated from my teacher and my brother, I met an old gentleman named Li. He also said that what you need to do in life is to persuade people with reason and move people with emotion. "

Tan Pan stood there in a daze, full of doubts, "What does Junior Brother mean?"

Wei Tao slowly tightened the cuffs of his practice clothes, with a gentle smile on his face.

"Brother, have you forgotten that peace is the most important thing in our sect, and it is to let other people deeply understand the importance of maintaining a peaceful and good relationship with us.

And the sect's convincing people with virtue is the strong and abundant martial arts. "

"There are also similar meanings that my junior brother heard later about convincing people with reason and moving people with emotion.

Convincing people with reasoning, in this chaotic world, naturally whoever has the bigger fist will be more reasonable. "

Wei Tao sighed softly, and walked out of the courtyard step by step.

Click!

He stopped at the door and looked back at Tan Pan with a peaceful expression.

"As for moving people with emotion, my brother understands that people are about to die, and their emotions are also sad.

Then I will go over and beat them all to death, so that they can experience the most sincere emotion between life and death, which can be regarded as moving people with emotion. "

(End of this chapter)