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

The two men fought at the vegetable market, and it seemed that the sky was dark, but the casualties were actually ordinary people, and the two of them were actually just fighting to learn from each other, not a life-and-death struggle.

As a mortal in the eyes of an immortal cultivator, what qualifications does he have to join hands with Daozhen to fight against Daoxu, who is also a disciple of the Daoist sect?

Normally speaking, the two of them killed Qiao Mu together.

But Daozhen is a little different. When Qiao Mu was imprisoned in the sky prison as Qiao Zhong, he had dealt with him several times before, so he had a little understanding of this person's nature.

"Qiao Shuanglin, you are so courageous. I don't know how you, as a mere ordinary martial artist, can join hands with me?" Daozhen smiled lightly.

As soon as these words came out, it was Dao Xu who reacted first, her brows were erected, and her expression was displeased:

"Junior brother, do you really plan to join forces with this mortal to punish a 'crazy woman' like me?"

"I dare not. It's just that I think the elder sister's actions today are really inappropriate." Daozhen looked calm and said with a smile:

"I just don't want my senior sister to make a big mistake, and the master will punish me later, so I try my best to stop it."

Qiao Mu squinted his eyes, and his eyes fell on Daozhen's face.

Although Daozhen looked a little more kind, he would not trust such a Daoist disciple.

Obviously, Daozhen didn't care too much about the life and death of these mortals even though he said things that considered the overall situation. Otherwise, as a cultivator, even if he was at a disadvantage, he would have many ways to protect the mortals fleeing at Caishikou.

Daozhen only looks at certain tenacious mortals differently, so as long as Qiaomu makes a good fortune, Daozhen will stand by Qiaomu's side, watch Qiaomu die, and watch the show with champagne beside him.

"Daozhen." Qiao Mu said lightly, with an arrogant tone:

"Did you get it wrong? I never said that you and I want to join forces?"

"Oh?" Daozhen's eyes lit up immediately.

He didn't get angry, but instead took a higher look at Qiao Mu.

Immortal cultivators tend to think highly of themselves, especially the disciples of Dao Sect.

They rely on their status, and they will not be angry because of a praying mantis barking at them.

The more arrogant you are, the more likely Dao Zhengao will take a look.

"Daozhen, if you can't do it, then let me do it." The corners of Qiao Mu's mouth curled up, his words sarcastically:

"Since you can't even beat her, you can stand by Luezhen and block the aftermath of this fight. You can do it, right?"

Daozhen and Daoxu are on the same team, if they join forces, then even if they have the upper hand, they will at most go to the end.

Qiao Mu didn't want to stop, he wanted to send Dao Xu on his way.

Michizane:  …

Although he was good at nourishing his energy and would not get angry easily, Qiao Shuanglin's words also made him feel a little anger that had not been seen for a long time.

But this trace of anger was quickly suppressed by him, and he understood Qiao Mu's meaning:

"Let me sweep the array, you singled out?" He twitched the corners of his mouth and said with a smile:

"You want me to take charge of resisting the aftermath and keep the people of your Great Yan Dynasty, right? There are so many thoughts in beating around the bush."

"It's not impossible, after all, protecting the people of the imperial capital from disasters is also my Dao Sect's duty."

His body slowly fell from the air, with a warm smile on his face.

Daozhen's trip this time, originally planned to observe Qiao Shuanglin, but his plan was interrupted by his senior sister Daoxu.

Now being able to witness the death of another Qiao family member with his own eyes is a good show for him, and he will naturally not refuse.

But suddenly, a cold voice sounded in the air.

"Daozhen, do you really look like a junior?"

"When I don't exist? Rock paper scissors decide who will deal with me?"

Daoxu was obviously out of anger, the red Taoist robe was lifted by the wind, the mysterious ice beads in his hands were twirling, and a torrent of frost rippled out, pointing directly at Daozhen.

"The strongest among ordinary warriors, that is, the madman who claims to be a martial sage, only fought to death a disciple of Xuantian Sect Qing Yang in the middle stage of foundation establishment." She sneered:

"Thanks to him, from now on in the middle stage of foundation establishment, I am afraid that I am not qualified to enjoy the god position in the Taoist temple."

"You don't really think... that the waste of Xuantianzong died at the hands of Wu Shengren, that means you are qualified to challenge the people in the immortal way?"

She has never put such an ordinary martial artist as Qiao Mu in her eyes. From the beginning to the end, he only has one Daozhen in his eyes.

But this moment.

"The demon disintegrates!"

Qiao Mu's figure came from the sky, his figure blurred for a moment, he took a few steps on the wall of the attic beside him, and his figure went straight to the void.

Under the disintegration of the demon, Qiao Mu's blood was almost boiling, and his eyes were fixed on Dao Xu who was standing in the air.

"As long as I can touch her..."

Wu Fu does not have as many tricks as immortal cultivators, and all martial arts moves are inseparable from fists, feet and weapons.

Although Qiao Mu tried to explode the demon to disintegrate and throw a pole, it obviously couldn't hurt Daoxu.

Then, you can only fight in close quarters.

Wufu is strong in the physical body, and close combat is his strength.

As long as he can touch that void, Qiao Mu can fully unleash his own strength and unleash the Longevity Fist that has reached the triple wave realm.

The realm of triple waves is the realm of boxing power achieved by only the head of the Qiao family in Heyang in the past. The triple strength is like waves overlapping each other, thus bursting out several times the destructive power.

Immortal Dao emphasizes the soul, while martial arts emphasizes the physical body, both of which have their own emphasis.

Qiao Mu had personally seen how Wu Shengren killed the Taoist of Qingyang, he thought to himself that as long as he could get close...

Qiao Mu's eyes were wide open, his figure pierced through the air like a sharp arrow, but he didn't hit Dao Xu in the air.

What came oncoming was a whirlwind of frost covered with ice crystals. The ice crystals and frost hit his face like a knife like a sword, blowing his figure crookedly and causing his whole body to be cut open again. The chill went straight to the marrow.

In an instant, he plunged into the whirlwind, his body was once again covered with a layer of solid ice, and he fell from the sky.

"Red Moon Burning Blood Technique, open."

This is a secret method of explosion that Qiao Mu obtained from the blood moon map. It is just getting started, and it has the same effect as the disintegration of the demon.

At this moment, he erupted the Scarlet Moon Burning Blood Technique at the same time, and he could only feel the blood that was almost frozen all over his body burning wildly, and a burst of new energy was born from within his body.

Click click.

He stretched out his arms, and the frost all over his body was shattered again. His feet touched the ground lightly, his knees slightly bent, and he jumped up again.

His movements are fast and light, almost to the extent that mortals cannot see them with naked eyes.

Hu Han, who was running away, couldn't help but look back, only to see Qiao Mu's figure flickering continuously, one moment he was still on the ground, the next moment he had already stopped slightly on the outer wall of the roadside teahouse, and the figure behind him was blurred again, turning into a blood-colored streak Afterimage.

With the eyesight of a fourth-rank martial artist, he couldn't see clearly the movement traces of Qiao Mu's figure under the disintegration of the demon and the explosion of the red moon burning blood technique.

But no matter how fast the speed is, it is still flesh and blood.

Daoxu held the Xuanbing Orb in his hand, and stepped into the air by himself, so he was within the eye of the wind.

If Qiao Mu wanted to get close, no matter what, he had to use his flesh and blood body to rush into the bone-piercing cold wind.

He clearly failed, time and time again.

The so-called courage couldn't bring him extra strength, and his body threw himself at the red-robed female cultivator covered in a whirlwind again and again, and then fell to the ground from the air with his body stiff and covered with frost.

Back and forth more than.

From Hu Han's point of view, this old man seems to be a tireless old soldier who knows no pain, has fallen to the bottom countless times, but will charge again next time.

This made him stop in his tracks, and his heart gradually became heavy.

And the old pawn's movements finally gradually slowed down.

The injuries on his body surface became more and more serious, almost completely bruised, and his movements became more and more stiff, his joints were difficult to flex and extend, and his speed dropped sharply.

The aftereffects of the disintegration of the demon and the burning blood of the red moon also gradually took effect, and Qiao Mu's blood was almost drained from his body, and his movements were stiff.

"It's ridiculous to shake a big tree." Dao Xu stepped into the air, with a sneer hanging from the corner of his mouth:

"I uttered wild words just now, but it's a pity that I didn't see how much I weighed, and lost my life in vain."

"Haha..." Qiao Mu panted, a layer of frost formed on his eyebrows, his hands and feet were stiff, and there was only one mouth in his body that was still stiff, but he was also sneering:

"You say I'm a scorpion shaking a tree, but I think I'm a Jingwei filling the sea!"

Qiao Mu was about to die soon. At this moment, he was grinning loudly in the cold wind, but his body was stiff and covered in frost after all.

Daoxu's expression turned cold, she pinched a formula in her hand, and casually pointed at Qiao Mu's chest.

The arbor who jumped into the whirlwind again was covered with frost, and under this point, the frost all over his body was shattered inch by inch.

And his body, like the ice covering his body, shattered inch by inch and fell to the ground.

Only one head is still intact, and the corners of the mouth are raised, still laughing.

The head fell from the air, fell to the corpses on the ground with a plop, and rolled to the feet of a figure.

The figure looked up at the sky, and then at a fallen wooden stake beside it.

Qiao Zhong's head was inserted into the top of the wooden stake. Following the destruction of the Caishikou execution ground, the wooden stake was also blown away by the strong wind, and now it happened to land on the side of the street.

Qiao Zhong's and Qiao Shuanglin's two old heads were both dead, and they happened to be looking at each other at this moment, complementing each other.

Qiao Shuanglin, died at the age of 93.

Chapter 162 Chapter 156 It's Time to Visit Your Former Friend

Caishikou of the Imperial City.

Qin Shiqing looked down at the two heads at his feet with a calm expression.

"I thought I had to take care of this old and arrogant Qiao Shuanglin, but I didn't expect that this person would be involved in the battle of the Daoist sect leader... Hehe, this old man's arrogant temperament deserves such a catastrophe."

Qin Shiqing is in charge of Tianlao, the capital of the empire, and is also one of the strongest people who suppressed Tianlao. His martial arts cultivation has reached the first level of refining gods.

As Qiao Zhong's supervisor before, he also had an impression of Qiao Zhong.

And Qiao Shuanglin uttered bold words that night when he killed the sword ghost, saying that he would investigate the death of his son Qiao Zhong in Caishikou...how could Qin Shiqing and the Yan court not know?How can he be allowed to talk nonsense?

So Qin Shiqing came here.

It's just that he didn't expect that Qiao Shuanglin was too capable of causing trouble. Before he arrived, Qiao Shuanglin was already decapitated.

"This matter is a bit of a big deal, and it is not good for the reputation of Dao Sect." Qin Shiqing looked up at the sky.

Following Qiao Mu's death, Daoxu once again aimed at Daozhen, and the two immortal cultivators fought again as if no one was around.

Immediately afterwards, a ray of rainbow light pierced through the sky from the north of the city, and finally turned into a fairy elder with white beard and hair, Qing Yi.

At this time, Caishikou was in a mess, the streets were empty, and some corpses could be seen on the ground, one of which was the tree.

After Qiao Mu's death in battle, Elder Qing Yi finally arrived late.

His face was indifferent, his eyes swept across the corpses on the ground, and finally fell on Daoxu's face, his brows frowned imperceptibly.

"Daoxu... Is it because I spoiled you too much? This time I'm so presumptuous." He glanced at Daozhen on the other side from the corner of his eye, swept his consciousness across the two of them, and lowered his head slightly:

"The souls of both of them have not been damaged, so it's still a good idea to take action... Follow me back."

Qing Yi stretched out his sleeves, and all the cold air stopped abruptly, and the sky was bright again, and the sky was clear and clear.

The figures of Daoist Qing and Daozhen Daoxu have disappeared, and there is no trace of coming and going.

Only the ground at Caishikou was in a mess.

Qin Shiqing walked alone on this deserted street, his face also sank.

He had seen this Qing Daoist before, and the other party appeared and disappeared without saying a word to him, so the meaning was actually very obvious.

That is, the Dao Dao sect's Qing Taoist didn't actually take this tragedy at Caishikou seriously.

And since the official Qin Shiqing was present, the matter of wiping his butt was naturally handed over to him.

"Counting the dead bodies, loss of storefronts, comforting the people affected by the disaster... This is what the Yan court should do, needless to say."

"As for the Daoist sect... this matter is not a big one, but a small one. If it spreads, it will also damage the reputation of Xianmen."

"There are so many dead at Caishikou, someone has to be responsible for it." He lowered his head, his eyes fell on the two heads on the ground looking at each other from a distance.

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After half an hour.