Chapter 131
"A true battle between great monks can bring disaster to a mortal city and swallow up hundreds of thousands of mortals. What does a small fight like you and me count?"
The city-destroying man-made disasters mentioned by Daoxu are no less destructive to mortals than natural disasters such as floods and earthquakes.
Compared with these, the fight between the two monks was indeed very mild.
"Anyway, it's only the lives of one or two mortals. Even if you and I don't kill them, after a while, they will be just a handful of loess." Daoxu was still stubborn:
"Even if warriors fight among mortals, sometimes it will affect several or dozens of people."
"The melee between gangs, bandits, and warlords can displace thousands of people and destroy their families."
"Even if I don't do anything, mortals will be affected by various natural and man-made disasters... And what is the difference between what we do and unknowable natural disasters?"
The cold light was strong, and the light blue beads were spinning rapidly in her palm.
A small whirlwind of frost also appeared in her palm.
As she stretched out her hand, the frost whirlwind expanded rapidly as soon as it left her hand, covering the entire teahouse in an instant.
....
Caishikou.
Qiao Mu was surrounded by hundreds of people in the middle of the road, and they criticized him.
He held a sword in his hand, and pointed the blade at the young woman who was being protected by the strong men, with a stern look on his face.
"explain!"
"Dare you bet!"
He shouted like thunder and became more and more terrifying, making the young woman's face turn pale.
She just followed Wan Ronghua's orders and came to frame the old man, but she had no intention of risking her life at all.
At this time, Qiao Mu was being criticized by thousands of people, but his momentum was still extraordinary, overshadowing the harsh accusations from thousands of people.
And at this time.
There was a loud noise from the teahouse behind.
A whirlwind of frost suddenly broke out, and the doors and windows of the entire teahouse quickly froze, then twisted, deformed, and fell off. The entire teahouse almost collapsed and was on the verge of collapse.
Two rays of rainbow light came out one after another and intertwined in the sky above the entrance of the vegetable market.
Chapter 153 Children, stop being so sentimental (4k
The Wanronghua family has a great business, so naturally he has his property in the food market of the imperial capital.
At this time, he was in a restaurant room facing the street, observing the commotion caused by Qiao Mu from a distance.
Qiao Shuanglin killed the sword ghost worshiped by the Wan family and was regarded by him as a great enemy.
So he came here in person, ready to see with his own eyes how Qiao Shuanglin responded, and then he would make the next step based on Qiao Shuanglin's reaction.
He was also speechless when he saw Qiao Mu drawing his sword in his hand and saying that he would risk his life to prove his innocence.
"This Qiao Shuanglin is quite strong...but if he dies like this, the matter will be done, which will be easy."
From his perspective, if Qiao Mu died because of this, that would be the best thing.
He just lost an ordinary chess piece that was not even an inner strength warrior, but replaced Qiao Shuanglin, a formidable enemy above the fourth level of divine refining. This deal was a sure profit!
Wan Ronghua naturally never imagined that Qiao Mu was an immortal person.
Once an arbor dies, that doesn't end there.
Instead, there will be a second and third more powerful Qiao Mu returning, fighting until death!
An enemy that is unkillable and even gets stronger the more he kills, is simply despairing!
What's even more despairing is... they don't know Qiao Mu's superpower, so they still hold on to luck and the hope of killing Qiao Mu.
"But that young woman's courage is a bit weak." Wan Ronghua frowned and thought:
"Being threatened like this by Qiao Shuanglin, it's a bit hard to say anything. Wouldn't others suspect that there is something wrong with her?"
The situation is changing rapidly.
As a wealthy man in the imperial capital, Wan Ronghua naturally has two skills.
Only by visiting the scene in person did he think he could figure out people's hearts from the subtle changes in their expressions and take targeted measures.
So, what should he do now?
Was he issuing a new order to let the subordinates at the scene use intimidation and bribery to seduce the young woman?
But soon, with the roar of the teahouse next door, the teahouse almost collapsed, and two rainbow lights rushed out from it, turning into two figures wearing Taoist robes of the Daoist Sect.
That whirlwind of frost was raging at the entrance of the vegetable market, and the shelves and meat cases of the vendors were swept into the air, turning into a torrent of frost, hitting Daozhen who was shrouded in golden light and shadow.
The crowd in Caishikou was in commotion, with screams and shouts heard endlessly.
"People from the Dao Dao Sect? How could they start a fight in the middle of this bustling market?"
Wan Ronghua's heart skipped a beat.
Actually involved in a man-made disaster?
This is the imperial capital! This is not a small county town in a remote mountain village!
Even if you are a cultivator of the Dao Dao Sect, you must follow the rules, right?
As a wealthy man in the imperial capital, the biggest backer behind Wan Ronghua is the Xianmen Dao Sect. How could he not recognize the Taoist robes worn by Dao Zhen and Dao Xu?
Wan Ronghua secretly screamed in pain and watched helplessly as the extras he hired to cause trouble on the street dispersed and fled in all directions.
All kinds of calculations are not as big as the fist of Xianmen.
The female nun of Dao Dao Clan acted arbitrarily and dared to fight with her junior brothers in this bustling city without any fear of causing harm to mortals.
This was something he couldn't have predicted. He could only say that he was unlucky.
He suddenly stood up, and the figure of an old man in black appeared in front of him. He punched out, and the air seemed to ripple, shattering an ice spike that came from the broken window.
"Mr. Wan, we can't stop the stranger from going crazy. We'd better run away!" The old man's face was also solemn:
"This is the imperial capital. Once things get serious, the elders of the Dao Sect's Immortal Sect should come to stop the fight between the two Taoists... But that will happen in the future. If we stay here, we won't be able to wait. That’s the moment!”
He is a guard master hired by the Wan family with a lot of money. He has also entered the realm of refining the gods and is responsible for the personal protection of Wan Ronghua.
But even he would never dare to face the sharp edge of the Dao Dao Sect cultivator, so he could only urge his master to leave quickly.
"Leave? Yes, leave quickly!"
Wan Ronghua glanced at the trees in the middle of the downtown with regret, and hurriedly left the teahouse under the escort of the old man, leaving as quickly as possible.
It was just that he and the old man went out on the street and happened to meet the crowd of people running for their lives in Caishikou.
"Master Wan is here too..." Someone's eyes flashed. This person was the butcher who killed pigs at Caishikou. He was one of the first extras to stand up when the young woman made trouble.
Seeing Wan Ronghua now, he naturally gritted his teeth and followed Wan Ronghua with all his strength.
Nowadays, there are immortal cultivators fighting in Caishikou. Ordinary people involved in the aftermath of the fighting will undoubtedly die.
As for a big shot like Wan Ronghua, he is presumably escorted by experts. Even if he cannot confront the Taoist cultivator head-on, his chances of surviving are higher than running around by himself, right?
The sky is falling, but there are tall people holding it up!
There were many smart people like the butcher, and several of them were following Wan Ronghua from a distance.
"Why are you following me?" Wan Ronghua's eyes widened, and as soon as he felt the murderous intention in his heart, he felt horrified. He felt like a thorn in his back, and a sharp gaze fell on his back.
He bravely looked back and saw the tree looking at him from a distance, looking at him.
"Hiss..." Wan Ronghua turned around and continued to run away, secretly praying that Qiao Mu didn't recognize him.
And this is naturally impossible.
"Wan Ronghua? It's not like a coincidence that you appear here." Qiao Mu narrowed his eyes, murderous intent suddenly arose.
It would be better if Wan Ronghua continued to hide in the house from a distance.
But he was running on the street with a god-refining master as his guard and several people behind him. It would be strange if Qiao Mu didn't realize something was wrong.
"Is he the mastermind behind the scenes?" Qiao Mu was a little uninterested for a moment.
He originally thought he had offended some high-ranking official of the court, or the Yonghe Emperor, but he didn't expect that it was the wealthy man in the imperial capital?
"If you want revenge at this time, it shouldn't be a big problem." He clenched his sword tightly, and murderous intent suddenly arose in his heart.
This Wan Ronghua was causing trouble again and again, how could he not have any anger in his heart?
At this time, the Dao Zong, Dao Zhen and Dao Xu were fighting in a battle of wits.
The only thing on the minds of others was to escape, and the only person who could stop him was the Alchemy Guard beside Wan Ronghua.
But that's not a big deal.
Because others are dying, others want to escape, and their thoughts are on avoiding the aftermath of the fight between the two immortal cultivators.
Qiao Mu has never been afraid of death.
At this time, the fighting between Dao Zhen and Dao Xu was a great help to Qiao Mu.
As long as he goes after Wan Ronghua wholeheartedly, he has a good chance of success...
At this time, Daoxu and Daozhen in the sky above Caishikou were gradually getting real fire.
"Sister, if you act so recklessly, you will definitely be punished by the sect."
Daozhen looked indifferent as he looked at the crowd fleeing from Caishikou below.
If an immortal cultivator is allowed to cast spells in the busy city of the imperial capital, it will naturally be a big disaster.
As the black ice bead bloomed, the cold air spread rapidly. The stalls at the market entrance were covered with a layer of frost, and were blown up into the air by the storm.
"Then don't hide in that turtle shell. Let's fight quickly!" Daoxu looked cold and refused to give in.
Things had reached such a stage, how could she stop?
Anyway, it was punishment. If she defeated this true junior brother, it would at least make her feel happy...
Instead of stopping, she continued to cast spells to sacrifice the Xuan Bing Bead.
Click click click.
The entire food market entrance was covered with a layer of frost, and the crushing whirlwind of frost grew a little bigger, trying to involve Daozhen, who was surrounded by golden light.
Daozhen also moved very quickly. His body turned into a rainbow light, and after the golden light collided with the whirlwind, he avoided the frost whirlwind from the side.
There was a boom.
The wooden platform at Caishikou execution ground behind Daozhen was swept up by the whirlwind, and ice crystal frost swords carved out long and shocking ravines on the wooden platform.
With a heart-breaking creaking sound, the wooden execution platform fell apart. But before it hit the ground, it was enveloped by the frost and slanted and froze into a big lump of ice.
The roaring ice storm drowned out the cries and noise of the crowd.
"This is the cultivator..."
Dragon Claw Hu Han's eyes were twitching, and his heartbeat was pounding.
As a well-known fourth-grade warrior in Zhongzhou, he is naturally well-informed and has seen many powerful warriors.
But no matter how hard you practice, once you reach the end, your destructive power will be limited to the realm of mortals.
No matter how strong the physical body is, it is still a body of flesh and blood and cannot be compared with gold and iron.
No matter how strong the inner strength is, it is impossible for him to be like this immortal cultivator who can easily collapse an execution ground or a teahouse.
As for the god-refining warrior?
The power of the God Refiners lies in their mind, but this does not mean that their strength and strength can keep them far away from the fourth-level warriors... There is naturally no chance of victory between warriors and immortal cultivators in a head-to-head confrontation.
Moreover, this was just the aftermath of the battle between the two immortal cultivators.
Daoxu from the Dao Dao Sect, even if he didn't care about the lives of mortals, he still had to take care of the sect's rules, so he restrained his attacks by a third.
"We martial arts practitioners are going to fight with the immortal cultivators... Is it still too late for me to switch to the path of cultivating immortals now?"
Hu Han felt bitter in his heart. When he was young, he had no ambition to compete with others, but it had long since faded away. Now that he saw the huge gap in martial arts and immortality, he was even more shocked.
The frost whirlwind has not diminished and continues to sweep forward.
at this time.