Chapter 133
And this actually met Qiao Mu's expectations.
He didn't really intend to join forces with Dao Zhen.
Dao Zhen and Dao Xu were obviously disciples of the Dao Sect, and they were their own people.
The two of them fought in Caishikou, and it seemed that the fight was fierce, but the casualties were actually mortals. They were just fighting, not fighting for life and death.
As a mortal in the eyes of a cultivator, what qualifications did he have to join forces with Dao Zhen to fight against Dao Xu, who was also a disciple of the Dao Sect?
According to common sense, it would be almost the same for the two of them to kill Qiao Mu together.
But Dao Zhen himself was a little different. Qiao Mu had dealt with him several times when he was imprisoned in the Tianlao as Qiao Zhong before, and he had some understanding of his character.
"Qiao Shuanglin, you are so brave. I wonder how you, as a mere mortal warrior, can join forces with me?" Dao Zhen smiled faintly.
As soon as these words came out, Daoxu reacted first. Her eyebrows were raised and her expression was unhappy: "Junior brother, are you really going to join hands with this mortal to deal with a 'crazy woman' like me?" "I dare not. It's just that I think what Senior Sister did today is indeed inappropriate." Daozhen said with a calm face and a smile: "I just don't want Senior Sister to make a big mistake. Master will punish her severely later, so I tried my best to stop her." Qiaomu narrowed his eyes and fell on Daozhen's face. Although Daozhen looked a little kinder, he would not trust such a disciple of the Da Dao Sect. It is obvious that although Daozhen said that he would take the overall situation into consideration, he did not care too much about the life and death of these mortals. Otherwise, as a cultivator, even if he was at a disadvantage, he would have many ways to protect the mortals fleeing from Caishikou. Daozhen only looked at some tough mortals differently, so as long as Qiaomu earned a good death, Daozhen would stand on Qiaomu's side, and then watch Qiaomu's death and open champagne to watch the show. "Daozhen." Qiao Mu said lightly, with an arrogant tone:
"Did you misunderstand? I never said that you and I would join forces?"
"Oh?" Daozhen's eyes suddenly lit up.
He was not angry, but looked at Qiao Mu with a higher opinion.
Immortal cultivators often think highly of themselves, especially the disciples of the Dao Sect.
They are proud of their status and will not get angry because of a mantis baring its fangs and claws at them.
The more arrogant they are, the more likely Daozhen will look at them with a higher opinion.
"Daozhen, if you can't do it, then let me do it." Qiao Mu raised the corner of his mouth and said sarcastically:
"Since you can't even beat her, then stand aside and block the aftermath of the fight. You can do it, right?"
Daozhen and Daoxu are in the same group. If they join forces, then even if they have the advantage, they can only stop at a certain point at most.
Qiao Mu doesn't want to stop at a certain point, he wants to send Daoxu off.
Daozhen: .....
Although he is very good at keeping his qi and will not get angry easily, Qiao Shuanglin's words also made him feel a little angry for the first time in a long time.
However, this anger was quickly suppressed by him, and he understood Qiao Mu's meaning:
"Let me raid the battlefield, and you fight alone?" He pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled:
"You want me to take responsibility for resisting the aftermath and protecting the people of your Great Yan Dynasty, right? You are beating around the bush, and you have a lot of ideas."
"That's not impossible. After all, protecting the people of the imperial capital from disasters is also the responsibility of my Da Dao Sect."
He slowly fell from the air with a warm smile on his face.
Daozhen originally planned to observe Qiao Shuanglin on this trip, but his plan was interrupted by his own senior sister Daoxu.
Now that he can witness the death of another member of the Qiao family with his own eyes, it is a good show for him, and he will naturally not refuse.
But suddenly, a cold and hard voice sounded in the air.
"Daozhen, do you really look like a junior brother?"
"Do you think I don't exist? Rock, paper, scissors, decide who will deal with me?"
Daoxu was obviously furious. His red robe was blown up by the wind. The black ice bead in his hand was spinning, and a stream of frost rippled out, pointing directly at Daozhen.
"The strongest among the ordinary warriors, that is, the madman who called himself the Martial Saint, only fought to the death of Qingyang, a disciple of Xuantian Sect in the middle stage of foundation building." She sneered:
"Thanks to him, from now on, the middle stage of foundation building will not be qualified to enjoy the status of god in the Taoist temple."
"You don't really think... that the waste of Xuantian Sect died in the hands of the Martial Saint, which means you are qualified to challenge the immortals, right?"
She never took Qiao Mu, a mortal warrior, seriously. From beginning to end, he only had Daozhen in his eyes.
But at this moment.
"The demon disintegrates!"
Qiao Mu's figure came across the air, his figure blurred for a moment, and he stepped on the wall of the attic beside him several times, and his figure rushed straight to Daoxu.
As the demon disintegrated, Qiao Mu's blood almost boiled, and his eyes were fixed on Daoxu standing in the air.
"As long as I can touch her..."
Martial artists don't have as many tricks as immortal cultivators, and all martial arts moves are inseparable from fists and weapons.
Although Qiao Mu tried to explode the demon disintegration and throw a pole, it was obviously impossible to hurt Daoxu.
Then, he could only fight in close combat.
Martial artists are strong in their physical bodies, and close combat is their strong point.
As long as they can touch Daoxu, Qiao Mu can fully burst out his strength and perform the Changsheng Fist that has reached the level of Triple Wave.
The triple wave realm was a realm of boxing power that only the patriarch of the Qiao family in Heyang had reached in the past. The three forces overlapped each other like waves, thus bursting out several times the destructive power.
The Immortal Way focuses on the soul, while the Martial Arts focuses on the physical body. Each has its own emphasis.
Qiao Mu had seen with his own eyes how Wu Shengren killed the Qingyang Taoist, and he thought that as long as he could get close...
Qiao Mu's eyes widened in anger. His figure was like a sharp arrow piercing the air, but he did not hit Daoxu in the air.
Oncoming was a whirlwind of frost covered with ice crystals. The ice crystals and frost struck him in the face like a knife, blowing his figure crookedly and causing his skin and flesh to be cut open again, carrying the frost. A chill went straight to the bones.
In an instant, he jumped into the whirlwind, his whole body was once again covered with a layer of ice, and he fell from the air.
"Red Moon Blood Burning Technique, activate."
This is a secret explosive method that Qiao Mu obtained from the Blood Moon Diagram. He has just started to learn it, and it has the same effect as the disintegration of the demon.
At this moment, he unleashed the Red Moon Blood Burning Technique at the same time. He felt that the almost solidified blood in his body was burning, and a new force was born from within his body.
Click click click.
He stretched out his arms, and the frost all over his body was shattered again. He tapped his feet lightly on the ground, bent his knees slightly, and jumped up again.
His movements were very fast and light, almost invisible to the naked eye.
Hu Han, who was running away, couldn't help but look back, only to see Qiao Mu's figure flashing continuously. At this moment, he was still on the ground, and at the next moment, he had paused slightly on the outer wall of the teahouse on the roadside. The figure behind him was blurred again, turning into a streak of blood. Afterimage.
With his fourth-grade martial artist's eyesight, he could not clearly see the traces of Qiao Mu's figure movement due to the disintegration of the demon and the explosion of the Red Moon Blood Burning Technique.
But no matter how fast it is, it is still flesh and blood.
Daoxu held the Xuan Bing Bead in his hand and stood in the air. He was within the eye of the wind.
If Qiao Mu wanted to get close, he would have to use his flesh and blood body to rush into the bone-chilling cold wind.
He clearly failed, time and time again.
The so-called courage could not bring him extra strength. His body rushed towards the red-robed female cultivator who was surrounded by a whirlwind again and again, and then fell to the ground from the air with his body stiff and covered with frost.
The back and forth goes on and on.
From Hu Han's perspective, the old man seemed to be a tireless and painless veteran who fell to the bottom countless times, but charged again the next time.
This made him pause and his heart gradually became heavy.
And the old pawn's movements finally gradually slowed down.
The injuries on his body became more and more serious, almost completely missing his body, and his movements became increasingly stiff, making it difficult for his joints to flex and extend, and his speed dropped sharply.
The sequelae of the demon's disintegration and the Red Moon Blood Burning Technique gradually took effect. Qiao Mu's body was almost drained of blood and his movements were stiff.
"It's ridiculous to think that a fly can shake a big tree." Daoxu stood in the air with a sneer on his lips:
"I was uttering arrogant words just now, but it's a pity that I didn't see how much I weighed, so I lost my life in vain."
"Haha..." Qiao Mu gasped, with a layer of frost on his eyebrows, his hands and feet were stiff, and there was only one mouth left on his body that was still stern, but he was also sneering:
"You think I'm a worm shaking a tree, but I think I'm a Jingwei filling the sea!"
Qiao Mu was about to die soon. At this time, he was grinning in the cold wind, but his body was finally stiff and covered with frost.
Daoxu's expression turned cold. She pinched a spell in her hand and pointed at Qiao Mu's chest casually.
The tree that once again plunged into the whirlwind was covered in frost. Under this distant point, the frost all over its 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, as if laughing.
The head fell from the air, landed among the corpses on the ground with a thud, and rolled down at the feet of a figure.
The figure looked up at the sky and then at a fallen wooden stake next to it.
Qiao Zhong's head was stuck on the top of the wooden stake. As the Caishikou execution ground was destroyed, the wooden stake was blown away by the strong wind, and now it just landed on the street.
The two old heads of Qiao Zhong and Qiao Shuanglin, both with eyes closed, were just looking at each other at this moment, complementing each other.
Qiao Shuanglin, died at the age of 93.
Chapter 156 It’s time to visit the deceased friend
Imperial Capital Caishikou.
Qin Shiqing looked down at the two heads at his feet with a calm expression.
"I thought I had to deal with this old and arrogant Qiao Shuanglin, but I didn't expect that this person would be involved in the battle between the Dao Sect's immortals... Haha, this old man has such an arrogant temper, so he deserves to be in trouble like this."
Qin Shiqing is in charge of Tianlao, the imperial capital, and is also one of the strong men who suppress Tianlao. His martial arts cultivation has reached the level of God Refining.
He had previously been Qiao Zhong's supervisor and had an impression of Qiao Zhong.
And Qiao Shuanglin made a bold statement that night when he killed the sword ghost, saying that he would investigate the death of his son Qiao Zhong at Caishikou... How could Qin Shiqing and the Dayan court not know? How can we let him speak nonsense?
So Qin Shiqing came here.
But he didn't expect that Qiao Shuanglin was so capable of causing trouble that before he arrived, Qiao Shuanglin's head was already missing.
"This matter has become a bit big, and it is not good for the reputation of Dao Dao Sect." Qin Shiqing looked up at the sky.
With Qiao Mu's death, Daoxu once again targeted Daozhen, and the two immortal cultivators fought again without anyone around.
Immediately afterwards, a rainbow light broke through the sky from the north of the city, and finally turned into an immortal sect elder with white beard and hair, Qing Yi.
At this time, Caishikou was in a mess, the streets were deserted, and some corpses could be seen on the ground, one of which was a tree.
After Qiao Mu died in battle, Elder Qing Yi finally arrived belatedly.
His face was indifferent, his eyes swept over the corpses on the ground, and finally landed on Daoxu's face, his brows furrowed slightly unnoticeably.
"Daoxu...Am I too pampered on you? You're so presumptuous this time." He glanced at Daozhen on the other side from the corner of his eyes, his consciousness swept over the two of them, and he lowered his head slightly:
"The souls of both of them have not been damaged, and their actions are still measured... Come back with me."
The Qing Taoist people stretched out their sleeves, and all the cold currents suddenly stopped, the sky became bright again, and the sky was clear and clear.
The figures of the two disciples, Qing Daoren and Daozhen Daoxu, have disappeared, coming and going without a trace.
The ground at Caishikou was left in a mess.
Qin Shiqing walked alone on this deserted street, his face also darkened.
He had met this Qing Taoist before, but the other person appeared and disappeared without saying a word to him, so the meaning was actually very obvious.
That is, the Qingdao people of Daodao Sect did not actually take the tragedy of Chucaishikou seriously.
And since Qin Shiqing, who has an official status, is present, the rest of the business will naturally be left to him.
"Counting the corpses, store damage, and appeasing the affected people...this is what the Great Yan court should do, needless to say."
"As for the Dao Dao Sect... this matter is not big or small. If it spreads, it will also damage the reputation of the Immortal Sect."