Kill me a few more times and I'll be invincible

Kill me a few more times, and I'll be invincible by Keyboard King

Summary:

Traveling through the world where immortality and martial arts coexist, Qiao Mu can be resurrected continuously.

Every time he is killed, he will be resurrected at the cost of increasing age, but martial arts skills also become more profound with age.

The older the dead, the older the stronger.The more heroic the death, the stronger the resurrection.

So he played tricks to die, where the danger was, where to go.

The enemy was horrified to find that just after beating the young one, another old one came again, endlessly.

A family legend of immortality began to spread in the world.

"The Qiao family is full of loyalty and martyrs for generations. Every generation is jealous of evil, values ​​justice over life and death, and dares to be the first in the world!"

"The son died in the battle, and the white-haired father continued to fight. It's admirable!"

"In the past, Qiao's family blocked guns and died for me. Today, I must not sit back and watch his old father's miserable old age."

"The descendants of the Qiao family brazenly entered the palace to assassinate the Hunjun and failed. They died? Hunjun is confused, the hidden thousand-year-old monster of the Qiao family is about to be born!"

"The holy Buddha has returned? But why do those gods even call Qiao's family ancestors ancestors? How many ancestors does the Qiao family have, and where did they come from?"

After countless deaths, Qiao Mu suddenly looked back, he had already died as the common ancestor of the human race who was tens of millions of years old and whose skill was as deep as the sea.

Chapter 2 Chapter 1 Oh I'm Dead

The blue sky is as clear as washing, and a round of scorching sun is in the sky.

The houses and pavilions in the ancient town look like buildings, and the long street paved with bluestones is full of pedestrians.

Qiao Mu walked among the crowds in the vegetable market, brushing shoulders with passers-by, and finally stopped in front of a pork stall.

Butcher Zheng behind the meat stall was a burly, fat-faced, inch-cut guy who was not easy to mess with at first sight.

"Butcher Zheng...it's obviously him." Qiao Mu recalled the news he had inquired about before.

On the surface, butcher Zheng is a pig killer, but in fact he is the tyrant of the outer city.

Human life is worse than pigs in troubled times. Apart from slaughtering pigs, Butcher Zheng is said to have colluded with gangsters, and has done a lot of human trafficking.

"Boss, here is ten catties of lean meat, finely cut to make simmered meat, without any fat on it," Qiao Mu said.

After hearing Qiao Mu's question, Zheng Tuhu raised his head and glanced at Qiao Mu.

Qiao Mu's appearance is good, although he is still a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old, with a childish face, but his figure is slender and vigorous, his clothes are good, and he seems to have a wealthy family, but he still wears a knife around his waist. The sword is like a young knight who came out of a storybook novel.

Such young people appearing in the vegetable market in the outer city are as eye-catching as fireflies in the dark night.

"it is good."

Seeing this, the butcher boss didn't neglect, and after saying hello, he lowered his head and cut up the meat, finely chopping it into a meat paste.

Ten catties of saozi are not uncommon. The butcher Zheng had been chopping for more than half an hour, and he was sweating all over before he could finish chopping.

He was about to wrap it up and hand it over to Qiao Mu, but was interrupted by Qiao Mu raising his hand:

"Wait a minute, bring another ten catties of fat meat, don't have any lean meat on it, and finely chop it for me to make saozi."

"Ok?"

Butcher Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the trees in front of him, the smile on his face gradually faded, and his voice was a little louder unconsciously:

"Are you here to find fault?"

As soon as the sound came out, the noisy vegetable market suddenly became much quieter. (Monthly fee group 6,94936135)

Pedestrians around were afraid of Butcher Zheng, and seeing him get angry, they rushed away, and the bustling vegetable market was completely empty just now.

"I'm here to buy meat." The young Qiao Mu's face was calm, and he just slapped the bulging money bag on the table: "You cut it first, and I will certainly be useful."

Butcher Zheng frowned, and glanced briefly at the sword and money bag on Qiao Mu's waist, and the anger that had just risen in his heart was covered by suspicion again.

Butcher Zheng was born with a big shoulder and a thick waist, with a swollen face and a fierce look all over his body. He yelled like just now, and an ordinary young man might not be able to speak sharply in front of it.

And Qiao Mu is too young and too calm.

Looking at the body, he looks like he has practiced martial arts, and looking at the clothes, he looks like a wealthy family.

No matter how you look at it, it seems to be fearless.

Frowning and thinking for a moment, Butcher Zheng, for the sake of Qian, endured it for the time being, and cut another ten catties of fat meat on the chopping board and began to chop.

This chopping took another half an hour, and his back was drenched with sweat.

When he raised his head again, Qiao Mu was still standing there, but there was an extra bag of watermelon in his hand, which seemed to be bought at the nearby fruit stand while he was chopping meat.

"It's cut. You don't want another ten catties of meat, do you?" Butcher Zheng squinted at Qiao Mu while wrapping up ten catties of fatty pork dumplings.

"What did the boss say? I didn't come here to amuse you." Qiao Mu smiled and paid the money while putting two watermelons on the table:

"I just bought two watermelons and forgot to ask the melon vendor to cut them up. Boss, can you help me cut them up?"

"It's easy to say, it's okay to cut a melon." Zheng Butcher saw Qian, and his heart immediately stabilized. He changed to a sharp knife that hadn't cut meat and was about to cut the watermelon, but he heard Qiao Mu standing there and said quietly:

"These two watermelons, also give me finely sliced ​​dumplings, don't put any rind on them..."

Butcher Zheng raised his head and glanced at Qiao Mu, and his heart suddenly became angry.

He didn't make a sound, just picked up two sharp knives and chopped it on the watermelon vigorously, as if he wanted to treat the watermelon as the kid in front of him, chopping the watermelon into pieces and splashing the juice.

Dong dong dong.... The meat case made a crisp sound under the butcher's knife. The butcher Zheng was clearly angry, and the two sharp knives made the meat case tremble continuously and even cracked.

No one else dared to speak. When they saw Zheng Tuhu's anger, he had already left it far away. Now there are only a few people left in the huge vegetable market.

Boom!

Another knife fell, and the meat chopping board was completely split from the middle, split in two by him, and the watermelon juice flowed down the crack, dripping onto the ground.

Butcher Zheng raised his head and looked down at the trees in front of him.

"Are you satisfied?" Butcher Zheng shouted harshly.

Qiao Mu smiled and said, "Butcher Zheng is really strong. He hasn't shown signs of fatigue after cutting the meat for so long. Being a little butcher is a shame."

"You----" Zheng Tuhu was startled, the anger on his face stagnated, but he heard the second half of Qiao Mu's words:

"Since you still have the strength, then take these two chopping boards back and chop them into simmered meat in the same way. Don't put any pork on them."

"I'll cut you into meatballs!" Butcher Zheng was furious, he stepped over the meat case in two or three steps, holding a sharp knife in one hand, and was about to catch the tree in the other.

"Good time!" The young man showed no fear, without retreating half a step, he directly threw out a set of military punches. In the blink of an eye, he had been stabbed more than ten times in his body, and fell to the ground covered in blood.

"This..." Butcher Zheng was also shocked. Before he could react, the young man who found fault had already collapsed.

He stood there with the knife in hand, leaned closer and bent down to look at the tree carefully.

But seeing Qiao Mu's face that was lying on the ground and not moving, the corners of his mouth were....slightly raised?

After being hacked so many times that he was on the verge of death, his expression was neither fear nor panic, it seemed to be a kind of...satisfaction?

"Now, I should be able to generate a beautiful death evaluation, right?" This was Qiao Mu's last thought before his death.

He closed his eyes slightly, and just lay down on the long street paved with bluestone bricks, allowing the blood to pool under his body, but the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose slightly, with a serene smile on his face.

This smile made Zheng Tuhu subconsciously shudder, and then reached out to check Qiao Mu's breath.

Already out of breath.

Qiao Mu, pawn.

He was 15 years old.

Chapter 3 Chapter 2 Oh, I'm Alive

"Kill it! Kill it! Kill it..."

Some people couldn't help exclaiming, but Zheng Tuhu stared at him, covered his mouth and crawled away.

Not long after, the entire vegetable market was empty, and everyone ran away in a hurry.

Only Butcher Zheng stood there in a daze, looking at the corpse of the young man under his feet.

A question echoed in his mind.

What happened?

I originally thought that this young man who deliberately came to find fault was a young chivalrous man who practiced martial arts.

So Butcher Zheng wailed at the beginning, but when he couldn't bear it anymore, he raised his knife and violently raised his hand, without holding back at all.

I didn't expect...

Thinking of the scrupulous boxing of the young man before his death, he didn't even distinguish between the training method and the actual fighting method... Zheng Tuhu put his hand on his forehead and couldn't bear to look directly at him.

Of course that's not the point.

The point is, he killed someone!

Kill people in the street!Also bumped into by many people!

"run!"

Butcher Zheng hurriedly packed up his belongings and ran out of the town.

He seemed to be strong and tall, but he ran quite quickly and lightly, and soon disappeared.

Soon.

At the corner of the alley at the vegetable market, another almost identical tree came out of it.

He casually looked down at his own corpse lying in the middle of the vegetable market, and at the same time stretched his muscles and bones.

"The last body was only 15 years old, and the body has not yet matured."

"it's better now."

Compared with the body of the 15-year-old boy on the ground, Qiao Mu was a head taller at this time, and his body was obviously more muscular. Although his body was well-proportioned, his hands and feet had faint muscle lines.

He closed his eyes.

A longevity lock made of jade and stone came to mind.

This strange longevity lock is a strange thing that appeared with the tree after crossing.On it is a bizarre pattern of ouroboros, with four big characters surrounded by a ring-shaped snake body.

Immortal.

"Longevity" and "immortality" are two concepts.

Longevity means that the tree has eternal life and will never die of old age.

Immortality means that Qiao Mu has an immortal body, even if he is killed, he can continue to be resurrected.

The price of resurrection is life.

Every time he is resurrected, Qiao Mu will consume a certain amount of lifespan, and his body will also age accordingly, but what is even more strange is that his skill will also increase with his body's age.

After consuming 10 years of life, you can gain 10 years of skill.

The older the dead, the older the stronger.

"What is the old immortal training system?" Qiao Mu complained a bit, staring at the longevity lock in his heart, more information appeared in his mind.

Evaluation of this death: C (The death of a righteous man. It's a pity that he died too fast. He was as weak as a porcelain. He only exchanged his life for the opponent's absconding in fear of crime.)

Lifespan consumed by death: 3 years

Remaining resurrections this week: 4/5

Current age: 18

Skill: Longevity Fist (Beginner)

Before that, Qiao Mu was 15 years old this year, just a young child who had just learned martial arts.

And he died once, and his life span was short of three years.

After his resurrection, his physical age has aged to 18 years old, and his martial arts skills have also improved for three years.

Just like this moment.