Chapter 166
This figure shrouded in blood light was like a meteor hitting the moon, moving forward without any hesitation.
Arriving at the battlefield late, he was the last to catch up. In an instant, he overtook the veterans in front of him from behind, so much so that they could only see his back.
"What he shouted was the disintegration of the heavenly demon? Is this the disintegration of the heavenly demon that I know? Is the disintegration of the heavenly demon outside Kyushu also deduced to look like this?"
Captain Hai's eyes were focused and his thoughts were confused.
He knows about the disintegration of the demon. It can be said to be the most famous secret method of self-inflicted explosion. It is even included in the arsenal in the city, but it seems to be different from what Qiao Mu is using now?
Of course, it is not very important whether the secret method used by Qiao Mu can cause the demon to disintegrate.
The important thing is that when this person just stepped into the battlefield, he used the most violent explosive secret method, and his whole body's energy and blood almost boiled. This is a life-burning method.
A foreign martial artist from Kyushu ran faster than them, the old soldiers in the city, and rushed to the forefront of the battlefield.
"Reinforcements are coming?" Captain Hai smiled bitterly:
"These words are enough to deceive the soldiers and civilians in the city, but Qiao Shuangsen is also deceiving himself?"
He took a few breaths and gathered the veterans behind him to step forward and fight.
As the last remnant of a hundred thousand soldiers, how could they, who had guarded this city for forty years, lag behind an outsider like Qiao Mu on the battlefield?
Seeing that Captain Hai and others were interested in approaching the battlefield, Qiao Mu became even more anxious.
"Don't be anxious, let me be anxious first."
"Violent Blood Technique!"
His eyes suddenly became bloodshot, and his vision increased for a moment. Time seemed to slow down, and the bean soldiers surrounding him from all directions came into view.
"Red Blood Burning Technique."
The blood in his body suddenly accelerated and surged like a tide. At this moment, he seemed to be able to hear the sound of blood flowing in his body.
A faint red color appears on the skin of the whole body, the heart beats faster, and the blood-colored inner energy comes out from the inside to the outside.
Qiao Mu pulled up the spear stuck upside down on the sand dune, and a blazing light burst out.
Every time the spear tip thrust forward, the thick blood-colored energy surrounding his body also spurted out.
If we talk about Qiao Mu under normal conditions, relying on Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu, he has hundreds of years of pure skills cultivated in the Yuanyang body.
Then under the disintegration and outbreak of the demon, at this time, he burst out in a short period of time with hundreds of years of skills that ordinary warriors could not match.
The tip of the spear pierced the body of a tall soybean soldier, and a wave of strong internal energy flowed along the tip of the spear into the soybean soldier's body and exploded instantly. In an instant, the two-meter-tall soybean soldier's body was torn apart from the inside and fell to the ground.
Facing this tall soldier with astonishing strength, Qiao Mu did not dodge, but exploded with all his strength as quickly as possible, confronting him head-on.
Ordinary people have to work hard to accumulate internal energy, but they have to save energy on the battlefield. After all, once an internal energy warrior loses his internal energy, he is like a tiger without its claws.
But Qiao Mu is different. He is like a nouveau riche who just entered the casino for the first time. He doesn't care about his future affairs at all, and his powerful inner energy explodes without reservation. It explodes!
Hundreds of years of skill are not something a mortal body can withstand.
When Qiao Mu completely erupted and the demon disintegrated, his life had already entered a countdown.
In this case, he will race against time, and his life will explode like the most brilliant bloody fireworks.
He faced off head-on, exploded regardless of his injuries, and harvested the lives of these bean soldiers as quickly as possible.
Every time the inner energy of the spear tip exploded, his face became paler.
And since he appeared, these dozens of bean soldiers almost stared at him and besieged him, leaving the three hundred old soldiers aside.
Although this gave Captain Hai and others precious breathing time, Qiao Mu himself was also trapped in a tight siege.
Even the explosion of the demon's disintegration, which was equivalent to four to five hundred years of skill in a short period of time, could not withstand his squandering and was being consumed rapidly.
Beside the city wall.
The clairvoyant storyteller also came after hearing the news. He climbed up the city wall and leaned on the railing to watch the fight in front of the city gate.
Like Qiao Mu, he is a visitor from Kyushu outside.
Therefore, it was naturally impossible to hide Lieutenants Qiao Mu and Hai from him.
"The "Sutra of Mount Sumeru King" spread by Mr. Qiao in this city is certainly amazing, but the Immortal Defeating Army does not exist at all." He looked at the figure of the old man fighting on the front line with bright eyes, feeling sad in his heart.
"Without reinforcements, we are destined to die."
"So, what is he fighting to the death for?"
The horizontal eyes between Qianliyan's brows opened silently, and he unconsciously turned his face slightly to look at a certain direction deep in the desert.
With the naked eye, there is only a vast expanse of yellow sand in that direction, which is not significantly different from other directions.
But he saw something different.
Tingchao Tower is a transcendent force in the martial arts world. Shaolin Wudang was destroyed but it still exists. Naturally, it has its own extraordinary features. Among them, there are strange people with special bodies such as clairvoyants.
"Fighting to the death is admirable, but what is the significance of sacrifice?" Qianliyan looked complicated.
Chapter 195 Qiao Mu’s last words (3k
It won’t last long!
This is a truth known to everyone.
So when Qiao Mu erupted and the demon disintegrated, Captain Hai and others knew that this man was fighting with his own life.
The more valiant he was in battle, and the more he unleashed hundreds of years of skill beyond their knowledge, the more shocked Captain Hai and the others were.
Because such an unreserved explosion must be an extreme overdraft of the human body. This is a ferocious fighting method that is doomed to death as soon as it sets foot on the battlefield. Even veterans like Captain Hai who are used to seeing Paoze fight to the death , and couldn't help but look sideways.
They are used to seeing life and death, and are used to seeing their comrades working without regard for their own safety.
But such characters will always be dazzling, and they will always be very few, so even if they die, the figure of such a person who does not care about his own body will be deeply imprinted in their memory.
That figure seemed to set off a bloody storm in the formation of bean soldiers. Every time a gun was fired, there was a rich blood that seemed to be indestructible, piercing the body of the tall soybean soldier and beating the hard-to-kill bean soldier. It shattered from the inside out.
The bean soldiers have no blood or tears. Although they have entities, they are not flesh and blood. They are just Tao soldiers controlled by strangers.
So this blood that was so rich that it couldn't be melted was actually the blood of the old man from the Qiao family.
Fight to the death! Fight to the death!
I don’t know what he did, but the tall Dou soldiers were attracted to him and surrounded him from all directions. At one point, Qiao Mu’s figure was hidden from the sight of Captain Hai and others.
"How long does it take...how much energy does he have left?"
Captain Hai couldn't help but tremble in his heart. He led his soldiers to fight bravely, but they could not break through the thick wall of soldiers.
Even though these bean soldiers could easily fall apart under Qiao Mu's spear, even Qiao Mu, who had hundreds of miles of skill, had to use the demon to disintegrate and fight for his life to be so powerful.
It seems easy, but in fact it is already a desperate effort.
For Captain Hai and others who are not as strong as Qiao Mu, these tall soldiers are rough-skinned and thick-flesh monsters. Even fatal wounds such as piercing the chest and abdomen will only make the soldiers' bodies slightly stiff.
Only Qiao Mu can achieve such a level by bursting out a massive amount of energy from the inside out, regardless of the loss of internal energy.
"Is he still alive?" This thought passed through the minds of Captain Hai and others.
Unknowingly, Qiao Mu, a foreign veteran from Kyushu, has become the sharpest spear point on the battlefield.
Captain Hai thought that with his three hundred old soldiers, he might be buried in this desert today.
Even if these fifty soldiers could fight to death, there would probably be very few survivors left.
And arbors are a variable.
He allowed Captain Hai and other old soldiers to see the hope of turning defeat into victory, so if he survives, his morale will still be there.
What if even the most powerful Qiao Mu, who had exploded with hundreds of years of skill, died in the hands of these bean soldiers?
Then this battle is a battle to destroy the city.
And at this time.
"Bloody battle in all directions!"
Layers of gun shadows with sharp bloody light pierced the human wall composed of tall soldiers.
In the originally airtight surrounding net, there was a dazzling light of blood again.
The blood-colored inner energy surged up and down like a sea tide, roaring out over and over again as Qiao Mu held the gun in his hand.
This is a military battlefield spearmanship move recorded in the "Military Martial Arts Code" by former Lieutenant General Li Changge.
Qiao Mu had long since perfected Dayanjun's spear skills to the point where there were no flaws and no progress could be made, but he was limited to this.
Military spearmanship is not advanced spearmanship at all, it is practiced for ordinary soldiers of Dayan.
However, in the martial arts "Military Martial Arts Code" compiled by Li Changge and directed at refining gods, there are battlefield martial arts that are in the same line as military spearmanship and swordsmanship.
Based on Qiao Mu's already perfected battlefield military marksmanship, it's not difficult to get started.
The styles are similar, they are all battlefield marksmanship, one to many, there are no complicated changes, only a straightforward burst of internal energy, but it is more efficient.
"This should be an ultra-limited martial skill that is like the rippling waves of the Changsheng Fist, which exceeds 100% of the force. It's just that I'm not proficient yet..." This thought flashed through Qiao Mu's mind.
Layers upon layers of hundreds of gun shadows instantly overwhelmed the surrounding soldiers.
The tall soldiers with expressionless faces first had holes that penetrated their bodies, and then their bodies shattered and fell to the ground.
"Kill enemies...thirty." Qiao Mu stood with his gun in his hand and began to pant.
His gray hair was wet with sweat and stuck to his forehead. It was mixed with blood and looked miserable.
It's just that the strong bloody energy that enveloped the tree and was visible to the naked eye has finally faded.
It cannot last long. This is a natural law that cannot be changed even if it breaks out desperately.
The more fierce the outbreak, the more it means that Qiao Mu is not far from death.
Behind the overwhelming defeat of the bean soldiers, his inner strength was also rapidly declining.
However, there is no room for respite on the battlefield.
After he just crushed a wave of bean soldiers, a new bean soldier came forward.
This time, it was a tall bean general who was three meters tall, a head taller than the other bean soldiers.
This bean general has a somewhat comical appearance. He is tall and straight, with a round and plump belly. However, his eyes are only the size of mung beans, and he carries a giant hammer as tall as a person on his shoulders.
There was a violent sound of breaking through the air, and the giant hammer circled and swept across.
Qiao Mu suddenly turned around as if aware of it, but there was no way to avoid it.
There was not much room to dodge on the battlefield, not to mention that he was targeted by the bean soldiers intentionally or unintentionally. There were bean soldiers in all directions.
Although the Hidden Shadow Step has been perfected, it is still the light skill of a snitch. He is good at flying over walls and flying over walls and sneaking into hiding.
"Hide? Why hide?"
Qiao Mu's blood was all over his body. He had become accustomed to a life of fighting to the death. Exciting bloody battles that ordinary people had never experienced from birth to death were already a daily routine for him.
The dull pain and stimulation in his limbs made him more focused. The more dangerous the situation, the calmer he became.
"Can't hide, can't hide."
"The inner strength has been weakened. If you try hard to block it, you will die."
"Then" he raised his head and looked at the tall general holding a heavy hammer.
"I deserve to die too."
At this moment, Captain Hai, who was leading his old soldiers in a fierce battle with the bean soldiers, seemed to be aware of it and raised his eyes.
The bean general holding a heavy hammer was seen standing on the sand dune. His tall body shrouded the whole body of the besieged old man in shadow.
The awe-inspiring wind pressure brought by the huge hammer as tall as a person blew away the white hair that was mixed with blood and water on the scalp.
Hunting in the wind.
The old man's eyes were as sharp as a blade. He clenched the spear in his hand, and the bloody aura once again shone from the tip of the spear like a fleeting meteor.
boom!
Amidst the loud noise, he flew backwards dozens of meters like a kite with its string broken, and fell headfirst into the sand.
Gao Doudou was half-kneeling on the sand, and a deformed and twisted spear was inserted into his chest and penetrated him.
But that's all.