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

Such a strong person should naturally have the dignity of a strong person.

Qin Shiqing was already at an advantage because the strong bullied the weak.If they intervene, it may cause Qin Shiqing's dissatisfaction instead.

After all, Qin Shiqing's reputation is not very good, he is a surly and ruthless person, they can't afford to mess with him.

And Qin Shiqing glanced at them out of the corner of his eye, and roughly guessed what they were thinking, with a sneer on his face:

"What? I feel like I'm bullying the weak, and I want to fight more, lose my status, and lose the dignity of the strong?"

"It's obvious that you can easily siege and kill this beast, but you want to play heads-up with the airs of the strong on your own, you are a fool."

"Wan Ronghua, if your people don't come, will I leave?"

Wan Ronghua was startled, and quickly ordered the surrounding guards and priests to come forward.

All of a sudden, the courtyard was crowded with people, each with their own weapons, yelling and coming forward.

Only Luo Han, the steward of the Qin family in the corner of the courtyard, still stood in place.

He is Qin Shiqing's protector, and his strength is still higher than that of the opponent. He is protecting Qin Shiqing's life, not his thugs.

But at this time, after hearing Qin Shiqing's words, he also nodded secretly.

"He's clear-headed and not burdened by his identity... Is this what the immortal head of the Daoist sect is looking for?"

.....

Seeing that the surrounding guards were about to attack, Qiao Mu frowned secretly.

"It's almost like being brushed as a BOSS."

Qin Shiqing was not superior in pure strength and speed, but he was able to predict his movements every time, and then evaded him in advance, dominating the rhythm of the battle and turning it into his home field.

Isn't this like a player with a low panel, single-handed monster boss?

"At first I wanted to try my normal strength, but now that I'm playing more and playing less, then I don't pretend and start the second stage directly..." Qiao Mu thought.

"The demon disintegrates!"

In an instant, Qiao Mu was running, and the Heavenly Demon disintegrated, the blood in his whole body was almost boiling, and a violent force was born in his limbs and bones.

The disintegration of the heavenly demon, which has already achieved great success, can give Qiao Mu four or five times the internal energy explosion in a short period of time. At this time, the meridians all over his body are filled with bulging internal energy, and the faint pain and tearing sensation are all over the body.

He came out with a sword and slashed at Qin Shiqing's saber, and his inner strength soared four or five times in an instant, making Qin Shiqing's mouth tremble, almost knocking the saber out of his hand, and his body tilted slightly.

Even if his intuition predicted it... Qiao Mu under the disintegration of the demon, his punches and kicks were full of strength that he couldn't resist.

At the same time, Qiao Mu's other hand was pointed at a point in front of him.

"Broken Void Finger."

Invisible and thick strength shot out from the fingertips, condensing into an invisible arrow, piercing through the air with biting vigor.

Although Qin Shiqing lifted his figure back in time, and his figure flickered and appeared ten meters away, the air-breaking finger force of the broken virtual finger actually crossed the ten meters distance, and punched a finger-sized hole in his shoulder.

With a puff, Qin Shiqing's body swayed slightly, and his face darkened.

"Exactly how powerful is the internal force ten meters away from the air? How many years of hard work is this? 80 years? 100 years? How old is this old monster of the Qiao family?"

When the strength is released from the air, the inner strength will quickly decay after it leaves the body.

Lian Shen Wu Fu is slightly stronger than Jin Wu Fu in this regard, and has a longer attack distance, but it is also limited to within ten meters.

But at this moment, the skills displayed by Qiao Mu shocked him.

The soft upper limit of Wu Fu's inner strength is the fourth rank.

Going further, we can only rely on the long years to increase our strength little by little and accumulate internal strength.

Therefore, after the fourth rank, today's warriors will devote themselves to the way of refining gods.

Continuing to practice strength is a long and arduous road. There will no longer be a qualitative breakthrough in inner strength, only quantitative accumulation. Compared with the way of refining gods, it can be said to be twice the result with half the effort. It is a skill that has been eliminated by the martial arts for hundreds of years. stupid way.

And this old monster of the Qiao family who appeared in front of him, according to the classification of martial arts in the world today, is actually only a fourth-rank practitioner of strength, not a god of refinement.

But he relied on his strong inner strength to punch through the shoulder of Qin Shiqing, a first-rank martial artist?

"It turned out that he was also a good fisherman."

Qin Shiqing frowned, and retreated behind everyone.

Although he thought to himself that his strength was still higher than that of Qiao Mu, it was better not to get hurt if he could not get hurt.

"Can you run?"

Qiao Mu's eyes were wide open, and he stomped on both feet. His inner strength was secretly channeled. The meridians of his feet were almost ruptured, and the blood vessels in his calf burst instantly. He fled across and escaped into the wind.

Before the disintegration of the celestial demon was activated, Qiao Mu, who was over a hundred years old, already possessed nearly a hundred years of pure inner strength, and it was also a century-old inner strength that had been practiced day and night, sleepless and restless for nearly 100 years.

In terms of pure internal strength, the hundred-year-old Qiao Mu can already run wild in the martial arts world, and there are few people who can match it.

And under the disintegration of the Heavenly Demon, the inner energy soared four or five times again.

The explosive power in an instant is comparable to the solid inner strength of four or five hundred years of penance.

Martial arts in the world have a lifespan similar to that of ordinary people.

And the accumulation of internal strength can only be practiced bit by bit over a long period of time.

Except for a very small number of gifted geniuses, or the lucky ones who have taken the treasures of heaven and earth...

Even if an ordinary person starts practicing kung fu from the womb, after four or five lifetimes of practice, it is probably impossible to have four or five hundred years of kung fu.

But at this moment, Qiao Mu's inner strength has already surpassed the comprehension ability of Qin Shiqing, a first-rank martial artist.

While he was running wildly, the invisible and intangible thick inner strength came out through his body, and the blood vessels on the surface of Qiao Mu's body were also ruptured, turning him into a blood man.

The inhuman thick inner strength naturally represents an explosive load that far exceeds the capacity of the human body. The life of Qiao Shu will be shorter than before, but it will also be more brilliant!

boom!

Under the burst of vigorous internal energy, Qiao Mu's body was like a cannonball, and he rushed forward. Just a single forward movement seemed to set off a strong wind, and even made many guards who were besieged stagger.

"Eat Me Heavenly Demon Disintegrate Shadow Sword!"

The Shadow Transformation sword technique is the sword technique of Guo Yan, the former lord of Yancheng City, known for its complexity and subtlety.

At this time, under Qiao Mu's display, the overlapping sword shadows are no longer deceiving phantoms, but the afterimages formed by the excessive speed of the sword.

As soon as the sword was released, ten sword shadows enveloped the surroundings layer by layer, and the air in front of him exploded violently!

Chapter 174 Chapter 168 I'm going to die again

The overlapping sword shadows, the howling wind, and the blazing aura seemed to shatter the silent night to pieces.

Qin Shiqing's pupils narrowed slightly, watching Qiao Mu approaching at an alarming speed.

Just rushing forward, the gust of wind passing by his body made Wan Ronghua's guards stagger.

The so-called guards and worshipers of the Wan family are basically people who take money to do things.

At this moment, including the guards and priests of the Wan family, they all slowed down in unison, as if they were staggered by the strong wind.

Qin Shiqing's heart sank slightly, and his intuition of the first rank of refining gods was frantically warning in his heart!

Invincible!

"Did you use the explosive forbidden technique similar to the disintegration of the demon? But the power of the disintegration of the demon is not so outrageous..."

Although he is a rank one, his strengths are not in physical body and inner strength. Although he is stronger than ordinary rank four, his strength is limited.

Once hit head-on by today's arbor, even if it's just hit, I'm afraid the body will be torn apart under the huge force...

Qin Shiqing's pupils shrank, and in this flash of light, he was calmer than before, and thoughts flashed in his mind.

The god-training martial arts can be counted as the upper third rank, naturally because they are stronger than ordinary martial arts training.

Even if the strength of the physical body and the degree of inner strength are not much different, the martial arts practitioner can rely on the powerful "god" to dance on the tip of the knife, and use the same force to achieve fine manipulation that is difficult for martial arts practitioners.

In the world of martial arts, nothing is invincible, only fast is invincible!

This is certainly the correct principle, but if Wufu is only purely fast and powerful, how is it different from those monsters who are naturally powerful?

"No matter how powerful the move is, if you miss it, it will be nothing!"

This thought flashed across Qin Shiqing's mind, and the battle at Caishikou a few days ago flashed through his mind.

In fact, he was also at Caishikou at that time, but he lurked in secret and did not participate. He saw how Qiao Shuanglin, who was over ninety years old, burst out with amazing speed and strength, and how he was frozen several times under the spell of immortal cultivator Daoxu. Feng, he didn't even touch Dao Xu, and finally his head was in a different place.

With a thought in his mind, Qin Shiqing's whole body was boiling with qi and blood, his feet stomped heavily on the ground, and he used a kind of self-harming explosive forbidden technique.

"Red Blood Technique!"

He didn't try to force the opponent, but tried to dodge with the sharp intuition of a first-rank martial artist.

But although he reacts quickly, there is no one in this world like Qiao Mu, who has repeatedly used the demon to disintegrate many times, and practiced all the way to the level of great success.

This was Qin Shiqing's first time using the explosive forbidden technique of Chixuegong. Although he didn't hesitate in his heart, he was still a little slower.

Qiao Mu's figure is like a big eagle, bringing a strong wind in the night, and it comes suddenly!

In the blink of an eye, Qin Shiqing twisted his body and tried his best to avoid Qiao Mu's sword slashing across his chest.

At the moment when the long sword was about to hit his chest, Qin Shiqing raised his breath deeply, his bones made a rattling sound, and his chest unexpectedly sunken down a little.

Although the long sword did not directly hit Qin Shiqing's body, the sharp sword light tore a long bloodstain on his chest, and the huge force on the sword made Qin Shiqing fly back more than ten meters.

At the same time, there was a muffled pop.

Qiao Mu's arm holding the sword was also bleeding outwards, and he could hardly hold the sword firmly.

Qin Shiqing touched the ground with his toes, and his feet dragged long marks on the ground. He took a breath, and his sunken chest returned to its original shape, and he couldn't stop heaving violently.

The wound on his chest was not considered a fatal injury, but with the sequelae of the burst ban technique Chi Xuegong just now, he is indeed in a bad state now, with qi and blood vain.

But the weird thing is that Qiao Mu's injury was worse than him.

It was obviously Qiao Mu who was attacking, but Qin Shiqing was powerless to fight back. On the contrary, Qiao Mu suffered a more serious injury, his arm was bloody, drooping limply, and his mouth couldn't stop panting.

"The current body can't bear the disintegration of the completely erupted demon? Only one blow?" This thought crossed Qiao Mu's mind.

In a short burst, his huge amount of internal energy is comparable to 500 years of penance, which is far beyond the limit of ordinary people, and far beyond the limit that this physical body can bear.

With just one move, the meridians of his arm holding the sword were severely damaged, and it drooped weakly, and the meridians of his whole body were also greatly damaged.

With the deepening of understanding and proficiency in the disintegration of the demon, Qiao Mu's disintegration of the demon became stronger and stronger, and at the same time, the damage to his body also increased.

"The disintegration of the demon, the red moon burning blood technique, open!"

Qiao Mu didn't stop walking, he took a breath regardless of his physical injury, and swooped away again.

Even if his body is greatly damaged now and his strength is not as good as his talent, as long as his moves can hit, it is not a problem to kill Qin Shiqing.

Qin Shiqing also frowned secretly.

He didn't intend to confront Qiao Mu head-on. Although he felt that he still had the strength to fight against the current Qiao Mu, he had no intention of risking his life to fight desperately in this Wanfu in order to help Wan Ronghua.

"A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall..." He glanced sideways at the butler "Luohan" who was watching the battle.

This Arhat is not his subordinate thug, but a guardian whose strength is still higher than his. Qin Shiqing usually cannot command him.

But the matter has come to this point, as the protector of the Tao, it is naturally impossible for Luo Han to watch Qin Shiqing fall into danger.

Under the moonlight, Luo Han took a step forward, blocking Qin Shiqing behind him.

His face was cold and serious, his chest was straight, and his muscles were like cast iron, with a faint yellow luster under the moonlight.

He didn't say a word, just stretched out his big hand like a cattail leaf fan, and stopped in front of Qiao Mu.

There was a muffled sound.

Qiao Mu originally made a fist with one hand and punched forward, but the palm of Arhat's fist made him feel as if he had hit an iron wall head-on. The huge shock force made Qiao Mu stagger a step, his arm twisted and deformed, and blood gushed out of his body. The sequelae are exploding rapidly.

Arhat's tower-like body shook slightly, looked down at his thick palm, and casually put this hand behind his back.

"Another one... is it over?" Qiao Mu was drenched in blood, and finally fell down and sat on the ground.

This fierce battle was short and fierce. He fought bloody battles continuously and broke out twice, which was already the end of his battle.

But there was another person who fell at the same time as him.

Wan Ronghua's brow was bleeding, and there was a sharp stone hanging on his forehead. He was bewildered, with blood flowing all over his face. Before he could react, he had already fallen to the ground.

Qiao Mu never forgot that the purpose of tonight's action was to kill Na Wan Ronghua.

Taking advantage of the crowd of guards coming forward and nobody guarding him, he seemed to attack with all his strength, but in fact, some of his energy was always on Wan Ronghua.