Shrouded in a vast fog, the two eyes separated as soon as they touched each other.
The man in white robe looked at Wei Tao curiously, his eyes full of doubts.
"Why are you alone? According to the information I got, there should be about twenty or thirty of you."
He moved his hands with unusually thick joints and looked around, "Could it be that you were aware of the approaching danger in advance, so you split up and ran away, and only one of you can escape?"
"I have to say that your reactions are very sharp and your ideas are very good, but in the end you can only have one ending."
"That's death."
Wei Tao was condescending, overlooking the other party.
A stiff smile appeared on his face, and he was also talking to himself.
"I thought it was the mental patient chasing me, but I didn't expect it was someone else."
"Looking at the way Xiongtai is dressed, could it be that he is also the dog she raised?"
"No, why should I use this word?"
"Aren't you just slapping yourself in the face?"
"This is all your fault!"
"Go to hell!"
Click!
The bluestone cracked and divided into two parts.
Wei Tao is no longer on the stone.
In an instant, a strong wind blew up, and the man in the white robe was struck on the face like a knife.
His breathing stopped and his pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinhead.
Such speed, such movement!
How could it appear in a disciple of a run-down martial arts gym!?
My heart was like gunpowder exploding, and a stream of cold air rushed from the soles of my feet to my forehead.
The man in the white robe felt numbness in his scalp, as if pins and needles were pricking him.
boom!
The energy and blood in the body suddenly exploded, and the hands that were originally thick-jointed instantly swelled again, like two engorged bear paws, frantically bombarding the side of the body.
The man in white robe smacked his palm out and hit another big hand that also fell.
The muscles in that hand were knotted, and the veins were bulging out, as big as a cattail leaf fan, and the whole body exuded an evil and bloody aura.
Boom!
It was like a muffled thunder exploding deep in the thick fog.
The violent impact force swept away the ground beneath the two of them, and countless rubbles flew in all directions.
A figure flew backwards, sprinkling a large amount of blood along the way.
It broke two small trees as thick as the mouth of a cup and fell heavily to the ground.
"You, who are you?" The man in white robe vomited a mouthful of blood and struggled to stand up.
His eyes were full of panic, looking for Wei Tao's figure in the vast fog.
The sound of chaotic footsteps approached quickly.
"Master Longtan?"
"Master Longtan is here!"
A group of strong men wearing black scarves and leather armor rushed over.
"Be careful!" The man in the white robe spat out another mouthful of blood and hurriedly warned.
But it's already a little late.
The strong wind howled.
Without any warning, Wei Tao appeared in front of the black scarf army.
Without any pause, it hit directly.
Suddenly seeing a demon-like figure rushing out of the vast fog, the leader of the Black Turban Army at the front was immediately startled.
"not good!"
He suddenly trembled, his energy and blood exploded, and his eyes suddenly turned red.
It was a reaction of complete surprise and shock to the extreme, an instinctive reaction.
Facing Wei Tao, who was charging like a demon,
His instinctive reaction was to run away.
The sooner you run away the better, the further away the better.
With a random movement of his body, the leader of the Black Turban Army suddenly shrank into a ball.
It seemed to have turned into a rubber ball, spinning around with the help of running power, sliding to one side and dodging.
With this movement technique, he had avoided countless fatal dangers. It had already been deeply imprinted on the deepest part of his consciousness and he could use it without thinking.
At this time, under the pressure of life and death, he got rid of all distracting thoughts, and even felt that his state of mind was ethereal, and he had a vague and wonderful feeling of being integrated with the surrounding environment.
Whether it is white mist,
Still a bloody lotus,
They are all his best cover.
As long as he dodges this blow...
The leader of the Black Turban Army's thoughts were spinning. He had never had such a sharp and agile mind.
Suddenly, a doubt suddenly arises from the bottom of my heart.
In an instant, all his ethereal state of mind and all his wonderful feelings were shattered.
Why do bloody lotuses rise in the vast white mist?
He was horrified.
A loud roaring sound exploded in my ears at the same time.
Bang!
A cloud of blood mist suddenly exploded.
The bones were shattered, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.
There were shrill howls in the middle, but they stopped abruptly at the highest point, leaving only the crackling sound of broken bones, still echoing in the vast fog.
There are herrings under the lotus and lotuses growing at every step.
The Qi and blood in the fifth section of the legs were running at full strength, suddenly bursting out with terrifying power.
Wei Tao kicked away the leader of the Black Turban Army at the front, and his momentum did not stop at all. It was like a tiger attacking a flock of sheep, causing a bloody storm in an instant.
"I will fight with you!"
The other leader of the black scarf army who was following in the final battle was furious, roaring and slashing with his sword.
The knife was halfway out, but his shoulder suddenly felt hot.
The leader of the Black Turban Army stood there blankly, watching the long sword that had been with him for more than ten years fly high into the sky.
Also spinning and dancing with it was his arm that was torn off at some point.
Before he could cry out in pain, he saw a pair of cold, indifferent eyes already staring right in front of him.
"you……"
The leader of the Black Turban Army opened his mouth slightly, as if he was about to say something.
But the roaring wind blocked all the sounds.
Boom!
A ferocious palm as big as a cattail fan came down and pressed it on the middle of his head.
Then he exerted force suddenly and made a muffled sound again.
At the last moment of his life, the leader of the Black Turban Army was thinking about a question.
He couldn't figure out why his sight suddenly became shorter.
Bang!
Wei Tao struck out with one palm and drove the leader of the Black Turban Army's head into his chest.
In an instant, his brain burst open, blood spurted out, and his bones and flesh were scattered everywhere.
Paint the ground with a radius of several meters into colorful colors.
Next to the cave, Long Sheng had just escaped less than fifty meters away when a loud noise from behind caused him to turn his head and look back.
At a glance, he could no longer tolerate the existence of other emotions in his heart.
All that is left is endless fear, extreme fear with an incomparable sense of oppression.
He racked his brain and couldn't figure out why such a situation would occur.
According to the previous orders and information, those who appeared here should be Red Line Sect disciples.
They can only be the so-called Red Line Sect disciples.
Among them, the most powerful one is the Red Line Sect Leader.
A warrior who is exhausted is just a warrior with a sudden change of energy and blood.
But where did this scary guy come from?
Take a step back and think about it, even if this person really came out of the cracks in the stone.
But in the moment of confrontation just now, he felt that that person was obviously a warrior of the second level of Qi and blood just like him, and there was absolutely no way he could go beyond the second level and reach the higher level of the third or fourth level.
Long Sheng ran wildly, his heart burning with anxiety.
He really couldn't accept it. Everyone was at the second level of Qi and Blood. Why was there such a huge gap in strength!?
If that person is like a tiger,
Then he is just a local dog at most,
And it is also the weakest ornamental pet dog!
Whoosh!
Swish, swish, swish!
While running for his life, Long Sheng seemed to hear the strange sounds of lotuses blooming and fish splashing in the water.
It sounded quietly beside him.
Lotus, swimming fish?
These two strange yet familiar words flashed past in the depths of his consciousness.
In an instant, the rising fear was magnified several times.
There are lotuses growing on the stems, and herrings under the lotus.