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

The strangest thing was that the speed of the black-robed man was neither fast nor slow, just at the same level as him, and after finishing such a sentence, he was still calm and calm, not breathing a bit.

"After the oriole, there is actually a boy with a slingshot in his hand?"

The swordsman "Fei Xue Dao" didn't dare to answer, he was only terrified in his heart, turned around and changed direction, gritted his teeth and forced himself to perform "Blood Shadow Art" to continue fleeing.

"You haven't answered my question yet." The black robe said indifferently. The distance between the two was less than half a meter, and they were almost at the same pace. No matter how wildly the Flying Snow Knife ran, they couldn't make the distance any further.

One must know that the strength of a martial artist lies in the mind, so even if it is a sword ghost, it may not be much better than Feixue Dao in terms of lightness kung fu.

And this Flying Snow Knife used the secret method of explosion, its running speed increased by [-] to [-]% compared to usual, even the sword ghost couldn't catch up, but now the black-robed man showed a posture of being more than capable.

The Feixue knife looked at the black-robed man, suddenly remembered something, all thoughts were lost, and he stopped in his tracks.

"It turned out to be Master Wayne Wei, the number one catcher in the world, and the number one lightness kung fu in the world. This time, it's my fault."

He said dejectedly.

In my heart, I was quite upset.

Whether it is a sword ghost or a master of martial arts like Wayne, fighting is not just about fists and feet, the confrontation of mind is also very important.

This Wayne deliberately used lightness kung fu to hang him away, obviously not because he had the idea of ​​appearing in front of others, but because he wanted to break his mind, and it was a strategy to attack his mind.

It has to be said that this strategy of attacking the heart is extremely effective.

Because Wayne is very extraordinary, not only the best lightness kungfu in the world, but also one of the few first-grade martial arts on the face of the Yan court!

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

Even a third-rank sword ghost made Fei Xuedao almost helpless, let alone Wayne who had already refined a first-rank god?

You can't fight and you can't run, but you can't run, what else can you do?

After recognizing Wayne, Fei Xuedao immediately lost the thought of being an enemy.

"You know me? Then let's talk nicely." Wayne's mouth slightly curled up, revealing a cold smile.

"Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, the imperial capital? Don't even look where it is? How dare you run wildly under the night sky?"

The Flying Snow Twin Knives are actually the most wanted criminals of the Dayan court.

This is not the first time that killing people, seizing treasures and stealing goods has happened.

And running wildly in the outskirts of the city today, I don't think I did anything good.

"Tell me what happened." Wayne looked straight into Fei Xuedao's eyes, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, as if he wanted to pierce through his inner circle and dig out all the dirty things hidden in his heart.

As the number one god catcher in the world, Wayne's witnessing skills are much better than Sword Demon's.

"It's the sword ghost. The sword ghost attacked an old man selling paintings..."

Under the oppression of the witnessing technique, the strong pressure made Fei Xuedao quickly break down and confide in his heart, and Wayne also fell into deep thought.

"A 90-year-old man who seems to have suppressed a third-rank martial arts sword ghost?"

Wayne has seen a lot.

So he knew how outrageous it was.

People in their [-]s have been rare since ancient times, and the elderly in their [-]s are even rarer among the rare.

But the rarest ones are ninety-year-olds with high martial arts skills who can even suppress the third rank.

Back then, there was a famous figure named Lu Yanbei who defeated the court's second-rank martial artist with a wooden sword, and Lu Yanbei's name and deeds were almost spread throughout Kyushu.

Now, another ninety-year-old strong old man was born out of nowhere?If you think about it, it won't be too much difference, and it will definitely cause waves in the imperial capital!

Wait...an old man who is extremely old and has profound martial arts skills.

Does this sound a bit inexplicably familiar?

Wayne frowned. He suddenly remembered the bullshit he had heard during the interrogation of Qiao Zhong.

This Qiao Zhong is actually an old man in his sixties. Under Wayne's persuasive guidance, he made up a legend about Taoyuan Township.

At the beginning, Qiao Zhong once said that there are actually many hidden family elders in this Qiao family, who are stronger than Qiao Zhong...

And the old man mentioned by the swordsman was able to suppress the sword ghost of the third-grade refining god when he was 90 years old and his blood was weak, so if he was at the peak of his prime, I don't know what kind of monster it is...

"Could it be that the elders of the Qiao family's hidden family have appeared?" This thought flashed through Wayne's mind, and he immediately laughed dumbly:

"Wait a minute, didn't I help Qiao Zhong make up the hidden elder of the Qiao family? Why do you even believe me?"

He smiled self-deprecatingly, put the thought behind him, then threatened the Feixue Dao to lead the way, and drove towards Qiao Mu.

anyway.

The ghost who practiced martial arts and swords robbed and seized treasures at night. As a god catcher, he couldn't ignore such things.

Wayne held the Flying Snow Knife in one hand, and his figure flew across like a big bird.

The Flying Snow Knife could only hear the strong wind in his ears, and in the blink of an eye he had already traveled a long distance, which only made him feel terrified.

But for a moment, they could already hear the faint sound of fighting coming from ahead.

It's just that when they followed the sound, what they saw was unexpected for the two well-informed people. This was not the serious fight they had imagined at all...

at this time.

The sword demon was covered in cuts and bruises, several blood holes had been pierced through his chest, left and right shoulders, his whole body was bleeding profusely, he was panting violently, his face was full of fatigue that could not be concealed.

And the old man was standing two steps in front of Sword Demon, confronting him.

"Are you ready?" the old man said calmly:

"Next, I'm going to hit you on the left cheek."

As soon as the words fell, his hands trembled, and the barrel of the gun trembled slightly, turning into an afterimage, which quickly drew towards the sword ghost's cheek.

The sword ghost's pupils shrank suddenly, and before Qiao Mu could make a move, he tried to avoid it with a low body.

Intuitively, he seemed to "see" the trajectory of the spear waving in the air, and felt a strong sense of threat on his left face.

He bit the tip of his tongue and ducked down as fast as he could.

However, the long spear in the old man's hand unexpectedly also changed his move, turning from sweeping to slashing, the speed is still extremely fast.

"I clearly noticed the trajectory of the spear, but I couldn't dodge it no matter what!"

Sword Demon only had an unconcealable sense of powerlessness in his heart, his pupils constricted suddenly, but he could only watch helplessly as the barrel of the long spear rapidly enlarged in his field of vision!

A snap.

The sword demon was sent flying two or three meters horizontally by the gun, several teeth were broken abruptly, and he slid down from the air with a mouthful of blood.

"Left shoulder." The old man didn't stop, he swept forward and stopped one meter in front of the sword ghost.

The spear quickly pointed at Sword Demon's left shoulder, poking a bloody hole with a sneer.

"Right arm." The spear came out like a dragon, piercing the sword ghost's right arm.

"Left thigh."

"On the left side of the waist."

"Right calf." The old man seemed very polite and didn't rush to attack.

Before every shot, you must shout in advance.

If he hadn't really stabbed a few bloody holes in Sword Demon's body, this scene would have been like a martial artist instructing an apprentice to practice martial arts, testing the apprentice's evasion skills!

"What... what is this doing?"

Swordsman Fei Xuedao felt confused at first glance, but after watching the battle carefully, he only felt happy in his chest.

This sword ghost killed his brother, relying on his keen intuition before, he was quite high-profile in front of their Flying Snow Swords, and avoided their combined attack without injury.

Now in front of the old man, it was like a martial artist teaching a student, who tried his best to avoid it but was powerless to resist.

But the more you look closely, the more creepy you feel.

Although the sword ghost's deflation made him feel happy, but their Flying Snow Swords also attacked the old man selling paintings, and now they have provoked such a terrible enemy...

"What grade is this old man?" He couldn't help but ask Wayne beside him.

Wayne is a first-class martial artist with a lot of experience. With his eyesight, he can guess the old man's truth.

"How many grades? This has nothing to do with grades."

Wayne stared straight at Qiao Mu's face.

After the age of 90, Qiao Mu has already achieved a small success in "Flesh and Blood" obtained from Wu Qizheng, and is no longer a makeup skill.

And Qiao Mu, who appeared on the stage today, specially did not make up to change his appearance, but used "Flesh and Blood" to fine-tune his appearance.

This also means that the 90-year-old Qiao Shuanglin at this time is four or five points similar to the 60-year-old Qiao Zhong in appearance.

"Could it be that he is really the elder of the Qiao family?" While the God-Catcher Wayne was shocked, he even had self-doubt:

"Could it be that what Qiao Zhong confessed that day was not a lie? Is there really an elder in the Qiao family who is older and more skilled in martial arts?"

While Wayne was thinking, the situation on the field also changed.

"Enough! How long are you going to humiliate me?"

The sword ghost's eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted:

"Old man, your physical body is very strong, and your spear speed is extremely fast. Obviously, it has exceeded the limit of a fourth-rank martial artist, right?"

"You are so old, but you have such a weird body. I think you are also related to those who use martial arts to become Taoists. We may have flooded the Dragon King Temple tonight, and the family does not recognize the family..."

Getting close again...Qiao Mu's eyes were cold, the spear in his hand rested on the sword ghost's throat, and he didn't stab it.

Through the test just now, he also understands where the strength of the third-rank martial arts master is.

This keen intuition is indeed very useful, and it can give a third-rank martial artist the advantage when dealing with a fourth-rank martial artist.

But... the speed is still a bit slower.

"You said that I, Qiao Shuanglin, have something to do with martial arts practitioners? Why do you ask that?" Qiao Mu asked with a dark smile.

He deliberately revealed his name.

"Anyone who enters Taoism with martial arts has an extremely tyrannical and inhuman body..." The sword ghost recalled it, his face full of longing.

"Wait a minute, I remember what you said before, if you want to achieve Taoism through martial arts, the premise is to step into the way of refining gods?" Qiao Mu frowned and asked:

"First train the gods, and then train the physical body?"

"That's right. The Golden Body Jue practiced by martial arts practitioners is divided into three realms: copper skin, iron bone, and golden body..." Sword Demon knew that the situation was critical, and before Qiao Mu pressed him to ask, he took the initiative to explain:

"It is said that the strength of the physical body of a Taoist is closely related to the level of refining the gods. A third-rank refining god martial artist like me can only achieve the copper skin realm at most—"

Having said that, the sword ghost suddenly showed extreme panic.

His eyes were wide open in extreme horror, and then slowly turned into a dazed look, and finally lost focus, his pupils began to slacken, and he fell to the ground.

He died unexpectedly.

"In the middle of the story, why did he die so suddenly? I haven't had time to press the bloody sun map..."

Qiao Mu thought, the Bloody Day Map probably fell into the hands of the Wanjia Chamber of Commerce...but this is not important, what he cares more about is the so-called martial arts.

Sword Demon's death obviously couldn't be a sudden death, or a sudden illness, but because of the half-spoken words in his mouth.

"Gu worm? Life and death talisman? Poison? Or a forbidden spell in the immortal way?" Many thoughts crossed Qiao Mu's mind.

Regardless of the martial arts or the immortal way, there are many ways to control people, but the magic of the immortal way is more sophisticated and does not leave a trace.

And the sudden death of the sword ghost added a mysterious color to the so-called "Taoism through martial arts".

"Are you dead..." Qiao Mu suddenly turned his head and looked at Wayne and the two who were secretly watching in the distance.

He had already discovered the spying of the two, but he didn't care, and even wished someone could watch.

The more people witnessed his heroic demeanor of crushing the sword ghost, the more famous he would be.

"The eagle dog of the court?" He looked at Wayne from a distance, and just sneered:

"You didn't come when the sword ghost snatched my blood moon map, but you came at this time, and you also want to pick up the leak? Just come if you want, I will follow as many people as possible!"

"My Qiao family has absolutely no cowards who are afraid of death!"

Qiao Mu said loudly:

"Remember the old man's name well!"

"My name is Qiao Shuanglin, and I am one of the elders of the Qiao family!"