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

"Brother Luo Han, you will also go to Wan Ronghua's mansion with me tonight, and wait for the rabbit." Qin Shiqing said.

Martial arts are naturally respected by the strong. On the surface, this Arhat is a housekeeper, but now he is stronger than Qin Shiqing, so it is impossible for Qin Shiqing to treat him like a servant.

"Hmm... I'll go too?" Luo Han was taken aback.

This Qin Shiqing was so calm before, dare to treat himself after breaking through as a hole card?

No wonder he is so emboldened, it turned out that it was Arhat who relied on him!

"That's natural." Qin Shiqing smiled and said seriously:

"A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. I promised Wan Ronghua to get rid of the troubles of the Qiao family. I did not sacrifice my life for his little wealth...Since we want to deal with the Qiao family, we must do our best to avoid future troubles and risks. .”

"...That's true." Luo Han's face was slightly strange, and he muttered in his heart:

"Actually, it makes sense. Qin Shiqing can be favored by Daozong, is it because his mind is different from ordinary people?"

"I heard that his heart to the Tao is extremely firm. In his early years, he even sacrificed his wife and children in order to prove the Tao. Now it seems really extraordinary."

Luo Han murmured in his heart, went out with Qin Shiqing, and disappeared into the night.

...............

Outside the Wanronghua mansion.

Qiao Mu stood on the eaves of the small building, overlooking the busy scene of guards patrolling inside the Wanfu.

"The security is quite tight. When did the news leak out?"

Of course, Qiao Mu didn't know that it was because Fang Fang's framing of Fang Yuan alarmed Wan Ronghua, making him feel like a frightened bird, and ordered the guards to be under martial law.

But that doesn't matter either.

Anyway, Qiao Mu didn't intend to walk out alive.

As long as Wan Ronghua can be killed, so what if he is discovered?

Qiao Mu originally wanted to imitate the time when he went to the house of a friend surnamed Guo to grab his tongue first when he went to the kitchen, but now it seems that it is impossible to sneak in slowly.

Then, you can only sneak in physically.

He bent his knees slightly, jumped up, his figure blurred and disappeared on the spot, with only a gust of night wind.

The stealth step is originally the light skill of the snitch, but now Qiao Mu puts all the emphasis on the stealth step, and has reached a perfect level.

Landing, broken windows, there is no sound.

Even the patrolling guards didn't notice this vague phantom passing by.

The inner strength burst out under the feet, and Qiao Mu's figure shuttled like the wind among the ten thousand mansions.

"Wan Ronghua...in the wing room on the east side of the backyard."

With a movement of Qiao Mu's ears, he lifted his body and landed lightly on the eaves, taking out a stone in his hand.

Inside the room.

Wan Ronghua was sitting safely on the grand teacher's chair, with a slightly irritable expression, talking to his concubine Fang Fang.

Qiao Mu has never practiced concealed weapon techniques seriously, but his martial arts has reached the point where he is poured with inner strength, picking leaves and flying flowers can hurt people, let alone a stone?

Holding his breath, Qiao Mu moved his hand, and immediately threw the stone in his hand.

The stone blurred into an afterimage in the air, and made a sharp piercing sound, pointing directly at Nawan Ronghua.

Just in the blink of an eye.

But one hand stretched out from the side, holding the stone in the other hand.

In front of Wan Ronghua in the wing room, suddenly there was a standing figure.

This figure, Qiao Mu, seemed to be familiar to him. He had once met Qin Shiqing, the supervisor and executioner at Caishikou Execution Ground that day.

As a first-rank god refining master with keen intuition, sneak attacks and ambushes are almost ineffective against him, and Qin Shiqing naturally noticed Qiao Mu's sneak attack in advance, so he shot quietly.

When Wan Ronghua was shocked and frightened, the guards in the mansion also reacted.

"There are assassins!"

An old man in black appeared quickly, pulling Wan Ronghua back quickly.

The rest of the guards patrolling the mansion also swarmed in, and soon surrounded the side room, surrounding the arbor on the eaves in all directions.

Qin Shiqing tiptoed, lightly jumped onto the roof, looked at the old man in front of him, slightly surprised.

"It seems that it's really Qiao's family?"

"It's just right, there will be no future troubles tonight."

Qiao Mu didn't dress up in disguise, wearing something like a masked night gown... He wanted to write his name on his face.

At this time, the appearance of Qiao Mu is quite old, his physical age is over a hundred years old, his beard and hair are all white, and his long silver hair hangs over his shoulders. After performing "Flesh and Blood", the appearance of Qiao Mu now is the same as that of the 90-year-old Qiao Shuanglin before. Similar but not the same.

"Have Qin Shiqing and Wan Ronghua got together? That's just right, in my opinion, to solve both of them at once."

Qiao Mu didn't have a deep impression of Qin Shiqing. After all, he was kicked by the opponent and broke his knees, not a fatal injury.

But now that the other party made it clear that he wanted to help Wan Ronghua, and even pretended to kill him, naturally Qiao Mu would not be kind to a woman.

Chapter 173 Chapter 167 The old monster of the Qiao family, shocking the world with 500 years of skill (4k

"Master Qin is really here..."

Wan Ronghua really breathed a sigh of relief.

Whether it's him or Qin Shiqing, they both have an inexplicable relationship with the Daoist sect.

Logically speaking, as a rich man in the imperial capital, he had to pay a large sum of money, gold and silver to the Daoist sect every month, and the Daoist sect would not disregard his life or death.

But the truth is the truth, the immortal cultivators are transcendent after all, and Wan Ronghua couldn't figure out what the immortal cultivators of the Daoist sect were thinking.

Now that Qin Shiqing has come as promised, he doesn't have to worry about so many silly things.

Qin Shiqing was very extraordinary. Although the so-called "killing his wife to prove Qin Shiqing" was not a good reputation, such a ruthless person would undoubtedly be feared and respected by many people in the world.

The old man in black supported Wan Ronghua and wanted to leave the stage, but Wan Ronghua waved his hand to stop him.

He can't go.

It wasn't because Wan Ronghua was so bold that he wanted to watch the fight of two top fighters, but mainly because he didn't dare to leave.

Qin Shiqing was such a ruthless person, he naturally didn't dare to offend him.

The other party's willingness to come to help has already given Wan Ronghua great face.

If Wan Ronghua left the mansion in a hurry to flee for his life and left Qin Shiqing here to fight the old man of the Qiao family, Wan Ronghua would be worried that Qin Shiqing would kill him when he turned around.

But even though he didn't leave, Qiao Mu had no time left to take care of a rich man like him.

Because all his mind was on Qin Shiqing.

"This person named Qin Shiqing seems to have something extraordinary."

Qiao Mu frowned, and looked down at his arm, where the hairs on his arm stood up, and goosebumps had already arisen.

A martial artist has a keen intuition and can predict the enemy's opportunity.

And Qiao Mu, who has practiced "Wu Sheng Sheng Xi Jue" so far, can be regarded as half a martial arts master, but his intuition is sometimes good and sometimes not.

But this time, his body sensed a great crisis.

And at this moment.

Qin Shiqing moved.

Holding the stone in his hand, he lightly threw it towards Qiao Mu. The throwing motion was exactly the same as Qiao Mu's, obviously intending to use the same move to deal with Qiao Mu.

laugh!

The stone pierced through the air like a sharp arrow, pointing directly at Qiao Mu's eyebrows, but the speed was not too fast.

This is actually in line with Qiao Mu's understanding of martial arts.

The strength of a martial arts master lies in the "god", but the physical strength or inner strength may not be much stronger than that of a fourth-rank martial arts master.

Even the stones thrown by Qin Shiqing, a first-rank warrior, were not very fast, and there was no threat to Qiao Mu.

Qiao Mu thought up to this point, and turned his head to avoid it, but at this moment, there was a warning sign in his heart.

thump.

The stone turned a small arc in the air between the lightning and the stone fire, and hit Qiao Shu's side face, causing his skin to be torn apart and blood to flow horizontally.

"The stone has turned?" Qiao Mu's heart moved.

When he fought against Wu Qingxin, a saintess who practiced Taoism and martial arts in Nanzhou, Wu Qingxin, who was in the Qi refining stage, showed a flying sword move. This is actually the sword control technique in the immortal way, and has nothing to do with martial arts .

At this moment, the turning of the stone revealed by Qin Shiqing, a first-rank martial artist, is somewhat similar to the skill of controlling the sword of a monk in the Qi refining period.

"Is this all surprising? How old are you living like a dog?" Qin Shiqing smiled, took a few steps, and stepped forward.

"The 'god' of a first-rank martial artist is already strong enough to leave the body to control things. The so-called three thousand roads lead to the same goal, so what's so surprising."

Qin Shiqing's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and the long knife in Qing's hand drew a trajectory, the blazing light of the knife cut through the scattered night, and slanted towards Qiao Mu's left shoulder.

At this moment, Qiao Mu had a premonition again, and goosebumps appeared on his right shoulder.

"It seems that I want to cut off my left shoulder, but the intuitive warning is the right shoulder. Is this going to change?"

Thoughts flashed in Qiao Mu's mind, he didn't have time to think about it, he obeyed his body instinct, twisted his right shoulder while getting short.

Sizzle!

Qiao Mu was hit on the left shoulder with a knife, and a long gash was ripped open in his robe, and the wound was torn apart by the piercing energy, bleeding profusely.

"The intuitive warning was wrong? Didn't he intend to chop off my right shoulder?" Qiao Mu was surprised.

Although his intuition is sometimes ineffective, but since practicing martial arts, is this the first time that his intuition has deviated?

Qin Shiqing didn't give Qiao Mu time to think. He kept staring at Qiao Mu with sharp eyes like a knife.

What makes Qiao Mu feel uncomfortable is that during this process, his half-baked intuitive perception has repeatedly misjudged at this moment.

In a short period of time, Qiao Mu had already been stabbed six or seven times, and blood flowed all over his body.

Even Qin Shiqing, who is a first-rank god refining god, although his speed, strength, and inner strength poured into the blade are much stronger than the ordinary fourth-rank, they are still not as good as the hundred-year-old Qiao Mu.

Even so, at this moment, Qiao Mu was suppressed by Qin Shiqing's continuous sword light, and new wounds appeared on his body from the cuts.

Qiao Mu has long been used to injuries, and his hard work is not low. Under the vigor of his body armor, the wounds are numerous but not serious.

"The fighting of martial arts masters is not only a physical confrontation, but also a mental confrontation..." Qin Shiqing smiled inwardly, and he seemed to be able to slash with the light of the saber in his hand with ease.

For a first-rank martial artist, the "god" is already strong enough to affect real objects, so it is very easy to suppress a weaker martial artist who refines the gods and make the opponent's intuition misjudge.

Martial arts of the third rank are all cultivating gods.

And from the third rank to the first rank, it is the strength of the warrior in the way of refining gods.

Ninth-rank martial artists are artificially distinguished. One of the points that first-rank martial arts are stronger than second- and third-rank martial artists is that they can target the weak, form aura traction, and form suppression in mind-to-mind confrontations.

Although Qiao Mu has not embarked on the true way of cultivating gods, he can still be regarded as half a martial artist.

His intuition is sometimes ineffective, but it is an advantage at this time... If Qiao Mu is an ordinary third-rank martial artist, he will be suppressed by Qin Shiqing through a mental confrontation.

ding ding dong.

Countless sparks flashed between the swords and swords, and another wound was added to Qiao Mu's body, but Qin Shiqing was a little impatient.

Although he felt that his strength was higher than that of the trees, this old man obviously had the appearance of decaying energy and blood and could not last long, but he was far rougher and thicker than he imagined.

After being cut with blood all over by him, he was stunned for any major reaction, his brows were not wrinkled, and his movements were not slow at all.

"What are you doing in a daze? Let's go together." He waved to the many guards around Wan Ronghua.

Wan Ronghua's bodyguards consisted of dozens of people, among them there were even a few martial arts practitioners, but they all just stood aside and did not participate in the fight between Qin Shiqing and Qiao Mu.

Being urged by Qin Shiqing, the old man in black beside Wan Ronghua was stunned and asked:

"Master Qin has profound skills, so it should be easy to deal with this old thief. I can just wait by the side and sweep the formation?"

It's not that they want to fish.

From their point of view, first-rank martial artist Qin Shiqing had clearly gained the upper hand and could beat Qiao Mu.

There are nine levels of martial arts in the world, and the first level is already the top.