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

"Did the Heavenly Demon that Qiao Mu used disintegrate? There was a will to die when he started it? These two brothers are equally staunch."

"But it doesn't make much sense. Although the Dafa of Disintegrating the Demon is famous all over the world, it won't last long. There is no need to be tough with him."

It is impossible for a ninth-rank warrior who used the disintegration of the demon to be his opponent.

But since Qiao Lin already has the will to die, it is very likely that he will only attack but not defend, and both sides will suffer.

Facing a mad dog, a man can certainly win, but as long as he is injured, he loses.

So the gray-clothed old man changed his movements, and slapped the urn in Qiao Mu's hand instead.

Since Qiao Lin is so strong that he is willing to die for his younger brother, then it is natural for him to attack the urn...

Bang!

Qiao Mu had no intention of protecting the urn at all, and even waved the urn and smashed it head-on.

The ashes urn burst at the sound, and a cloud of white powder sprayed the gray-clothed old man's face. Immediately, there was an obvious burning sensation in his eyes, and he could barely open them.

"This... ashes mixed with lime powder? This is your brother's urn!" The gray-clothed old man was shocked.

"We brothers fight side by side with one heart, what are you doing?" Qiao Mu yelled, and pulled out the spear behind his back, the tip of the spear was glowing, and took the opportunity to stab the old man in gray.

In order to collect battle points, he naturally did everything he could.

And being able to distinguish the image of "Qiao Lin" from "Arbor" is not a bad thing.

........

After a moment.

The old man in gray rubbed his red eyes vigorously with one hand. Under his feet were the broken urn and Qiao Shu's corpse. He looked down and kicked the corpse off the cliff with hatred.

The difference in strength between the two sides is not small. He could have easily defeated him, but he didn't expect that Qiao Lin would be so insidious...

"He's ruthless and has a strong temperament, but he's still a character. It's a pity that he's still a little weaker." The gray-clothed old man said to himself against the cliff:

"It's because you're too weak. In this world, fists make sense."

"The Guo family in Yancheng is a big family. After all, you two brothers are just brave. Kill a young one and bring an old one, but that's all."

"Cut the grass without eradicating the roots, spring breeze blows and regenerates... Now things are finally..."

at this time.

A gust of spring breeze blows.

At some point, the figure of Qiao Mu appeared on the mountain road again.

Every time he comes back from the dead, he can choose to be resurrected in a place where no one is nearby, or to be resurrected at a fixed location.

"Old thief! Tell me that there is no one in Qiao's family?" Qiao Mu yelled and rushed forward.

His previous body was originally at the peak of the ninth rank, but because he used the demon to disintegrate when he threw a gun to kill Captain Chu, his vitality and blood declined.

And after being reborn in full state, after two years of hard training, he has broken through to the eighth rank.

"The demon disintegrates!"

At this time, Qiao Mu was bare-handed, but he was more imposing than when he was holding a spear!

"Another twin brother has rushed over? Fortunately, I acted quickly, otherwise I would have to face two people at the same time." The gray-clothed old man remained calm and calm:

"Entered the eighth rank for the first time, and the demon disintegrated again? Why are the Qiao family so staunch?"

"But it's not a big problem. My internal strength is far stronger than his. The disintegration of the demon can't last long. Wait for me to consume him to death."

The gray-clothed old man was very calm. He exploded his internal strength, and relying on his stronger body skills to dodge and move, he did not face Qiao Mu. After a while, Qiao Mu's internal strength was exhausted, his whole body was bleeding, and he kicked him off the cliff again. .

"That's all." The old man in gray took a breath.

At this time, another spring breeze blew behind him.

The old man in gray looked down at the cliff at his feet, and at another tree behind him, his body froze.

Spring is here and the fresh trees are growing again.

Chapter 36 Chapter 35 The Cycle of Terror

"Hi, meet again, have you eaten?"

The wind brings greetings from the trees.

The old man in gray unconsciously had goose bumps all over his body, and the hairs all over his body suddenly appeared.

Surprising.

So weird.

He obviously kicked Qiao Mu's body off the cliff just to destroy it, why is there another one?

twin brothers?Or... a ghost?Stranger?Cultivator?

Thinking of the unpredictable methods of the alien, the gray-clothed old man felt even more weird in his heart.

Warriors only have a pair of iron fists, but immortal cultivators who specialize in spirituality have more strange means.

The gray-clothed old man is a seventh-rank martial artist and has official status. His status is equivalent to half a county magistrate without real power, and he also has a high status in the city lord's mansion.

At the same time, he is also Guo Yan's confidant, and it's not like he hasn't followed Guo Yan to see strangers before...

It is precisely because he knows a lot, but not enough, that he can think wildly.

"When did I get the illusion? In an illusion? Is my mind still awake?"

The gray-clothed old man's heart trembled, and he looked down at his feet.

Although Qiao Mu's body was kicked off the cliff by him, there were still bloodstains on the ground, especially the broken Qiao Mu's urn, the gray powder was scattered all over the ground, and there was no more...

At this time, Qiao Mu's voice came: "What are you looking at? Jealous of our brotherly love to fight side by side? If you have the guts, find a good brother to fight side by side with you."

The old man in gray almost spit out a mouthful of old blood when he heard this, but after being angry, he felt even more strange in his heart.

This voice, this tone of voice... so similar.

"Pretending to be a ghost! Do you think that pretending to be the same person can mess with my mind?" The gray-clothed old man suppressed the fear in his heart, and stepped forward to fight Qiao Mu with all his strength.

And this arbor, once again bursting with qi and blood, obviously used the disintegration of the demon again.

"Why does everyone know the famous Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa? Why does everyone start with a Heavenly Demon Disintegration? Are they not afraid of death? Or are they not human?"

More and more doubts came to mind.

The Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa is famous because it is very powerful and has great after-effects, so it is famous, but it is not a popular commodity that everyone knows.

Just like the Qiao family's Longevity Fist, many members of the Martial Arts Association will try to practice this kind of high-quality boxing that has been produced by a master who has lived for a hundred years. Therefore, many people can see the way, but this does not mean that the Longevity Fist is an ordinary boxing.

"die!"

He summoned up all his inner strength and slapped Qiao Mu on the head.

This time, he forgot his previous intention of fighting a war of attrition, and this palm was unreserved, with a powerful force pouring out, just wanting to beat the weird tree in front of him to pieces earlier.

"See you later." Before dying, Qiao Mu gave him a piercing smile, tilted his head, and died.

The gray-clothed old man: ...

He clearly defeated the enemy, but he didn't feel the slightest joy of victory.

Standing on the edge of the cliff, he felt a sense of horror in his heart.

Unknowingly, his internal strength was consumed more and more.

His face was blue, and his chest was panting violently... It was not easy to face several enemies who were fighting desperately.

Qiao Mu was fighting desperately, almost only attacking but not defending, while the gray-clothed old man was stronger, thinking about how to kill the enemy without injury.

"It must be playing tricks, it's fake, it's all fake!" The old man in gray stood up and kicked Qiao Mu's body off the cliff again.

But standing on the edge of the cliff and looking down, watching Qiao Mu's body quickly fall down the cliff, he couldn't help but have an imagination in his heart:

If he really fell into an illusion and really fell into some kind of abnormal cycle, would the corpses under the cliff pile up more and more if he continued to fight like this, and eventually... the cliff was full?

At this moment, he had a big question in his mind.

Under the current cliff, how many corpses of Qiao Shu are there?

The spring breeze blows again.

The gray-clothed old man broke out in a cold sweat, and felt a chill all over his body.

He looked back again.

The spring breeze blew past again, bringing a faint voice.

"Why are you so rude, old thief? Didn't your family teach you to respond when others greet you?"

"Oh, at your age, your family members should all be in the urn, so why don't you use them to fight side by side? Do you have no family, or did your family run out when fighting side by side?"

Qiao Mu is at it again, with his trash talk.

"Don't mess with my mind! Die with me!" The gray-clothed old man shouted, and before Qiao Mu stepped forward, he took the initiative to attack with a burst of internal energy.

The gray-clothed old man was furious and fearful, and his inner strength burst out to strike.

His internal strength was exhausted, and his movements were a little slower unconsciously.

But this time, Qiao Mu's tactics were different.

He fought hard to get a palm in the chest, relying on the hard iron shirt he had just practiced to withstand it, he rushed over and hugged the gray-clothed old man by the waist with both hands.

The grey-clothed old man, who had consumed a lot of internal strength, began to slow down, unable to break free for a while.

The next moment his feet flew into the air, Qiao Mu bumped into him and hugged him, and the two of them rolled down the cliff together.

There was a violent sound of wind, and the body of the gray-clothed old man fell rapidly together with the trees.

"I'm dying."

The gray-clothed old man knew that he was bound to die, but before he died, there was still a huge question in his heart, which made him look to the bottom of the cliff.

It can be seen that there are several trees' corpses at the bottom of the valley, their limbs twisted and broken due to the violent impact of falling to the ground, and their flesh is bloody.

"One, two, three, a total of three corpses, what, not as many as I thought."

"Including Qiao Lin who died with me, that's four corpses."

"...No, there should be a total of five corpses."

"Forgot to count my dead body."

Bang, bang!

The two corpses fell to the bottom of the valley, startling several wild wolves attracted by the smell of blood.

When the wolves looked at these corpses, they also burst into tears. When did the sky start to lose flesh?

Thank God for the gift!

These wild wolves swarmed up and quickly devoured the corpse.

Then he looked up at the sky eagerly, waiting for any gifts from heaven.

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

A deep alley in the outer city of Yancheng.

Inside an empty house, Qiao Mu opened his eyes again.

This time, he was reborn at the predetermined resurrection point, inside the empty house in the deep alley.

"My corpses should be eaten by herds in the wild, so it's not a big problem."

"Then, let's deal with the next problem."

"The number of resurrections for the new week has been refreshed, and I have consumed four resurrection chances with the gray-clothed old man, which means I still have one last chance to resurrect."

From the corner of the empty house, Qiao Mu put on the bamboo hat prepared in advance, shouldered the spear, and prepared to go out.

If he just wanted to kill a confidant of the city lord, why would he go to such lengths to let Lao Huang and others spread the news, and let Qiao Canxue leave Yancheng in advance.

"I don't know if the city lord has eaten yet?" Qiao Mu put his spear on his back and opened the door to leave.

He's about to get reckless.