Chapter 169
But before he finished speaking, the astonishment on the face of the old mortal disappeared, and he sighed instead.
"So that's it? So few people?" he sighed.
At this moment, Daoshun saw the old mortal tap his feet lightly, and his figure instantly turned into a phantom and rushed straight towards him.
The speed of the old mortal's figure was not so fast as to be astonishing.
But he could always dodge sideways at the moment when the swords and guns in the hands of the bean soldiers were about to hit him, like a dancer dancing on the tip of a knife, and move forward step by step in the sea of swords and guns.
"The complete version of the anticipation of the enemy in the spirit refining period, this kind of sensing ability is like breathing, and it has become the instinct of the body."
Qiao Mu even had some leisurely thoughts in his mind, just following his intuition and instinct to sideways from time to time, strolling leisurely in the siege.
He had no weapons in his hands, just clenched his fists.
"A stack of waves."
The thick white internal energy in his body surged and gushed out with the fist.
"Two waves."
"Three waves."
The waves of internal energy overlapped one after another, gradually with the momentum of the sea surging and roaring. The fierce wind blew away the sand and dust, and hit the body of the three-meter bean general in front of him with a heavy punch.
There was a loud bang.
"Four waves----"
Qiao Mu was suddenly stunned and stood with his fists closed.
So the blazing internal energy that was surging like a sea tide also stopped slightly.
In front of him, the only bean general had been torn into pieces and fell down. The rest of the bean soldiers had fallen behind him, and only Daoshun was left in front of him.
"So that's it." The old man was slightly enlightened:
"Is controlling those bean soldiers who can crush the three hundred old soldiers in the city already your limit?"
"That's all."
He pointed his finger forward.
A volley of energy from his fingertips burst out like a sharp arrow, and instantly pierced through Daoshun's eyebrows.
"Crazy---" Daoshun's face changed slightly. He just took out a talisman in his hand, but his body shook, and his eyebrows were pierced and crushed by the power of the broken finger.
He fell to the ground.
Qiao Mu looked behind him, and the remaining bean soldiers had stopped moving. He looked down at Daoshun's body again, thinking.
"That's right... If the alien's body is as strong as a warrior, then what's the point of practicing martial arts?"
He thought about it, took a few steps forward, and picked up Daoshun's body.
On the sand battlefield before the lonely city.
Hai Duwei was leading three hundred old soldiers to fight bloody battles.
Their internal strength was not as strong as Qiao Mu's. As the saying goes, a good cook cannot cook without rice. Even if they have the determination to die, they can't squander their internal strength like Qiao Mu.
So they fought very hard in this battle. Even if they were full of fighting spirit, it was difficult to make up for the gap with the bean soldiers and generals.
When they were fighting hard.
The remaining bean soldiers suddenly stopped moving and stood stiffly in place.
Captain Hai didn't understand why, but took this opportunity to cut the bean soldier's chest and abdomen with his sword, and the internal force burst out to cut the bean soldier's body in two, and then he leaned on the sword and panted violently.
The other old soldiers were similar. They took the opportunity to knock down the remaining bean soldiers, leaned against each other and looked around vigilantly.
The methods of the aliens are ever-changing, and they thought this was another new trick, and they didn't dare to slack off.
But when they looked around, they saw an old man walking slowly, from far to near.
"Who are you?" Captain Hai put his hand on the hilt of the sword and said vigilantly.
There have not been many outsiders in this desert for many years, and they were just fighting with the aliens' bean soldiers, so how dare they get close to strangers?
The old man was wrinkled and quite old, with long silver-white hair that reached his waist and fluttered in the wind.
This person's face was vaguely similar to Qiao Shuangsen.
But what surprised them more than the man's appearance was what the old man was holding.
It was a young Taoist wearing a Daoist robe of the Da Dao Sect, and he held it in his hand like a dead dog.
"The Immortal-killing Army, Qiao Ruisen." The old man narrowed his eyes and threw Daoshun's body in his hand on the sand.
"Thank you all for fighting for the people of this city." He clasped his fists and said:
"I am the reinforcement."
Chapter 198 Killing a small
The sand battlefield before the lonely city.
Qiao Mu, carrying Daoshun's body, appeared again, but at this moment he had another identity.
Qiao Ruisen!
After Qiao Shuangsen, the second member of the Qiao family to enter the desert, the second member of the so-called Immortal-killing Army.
The appearance of such a person naturally brought Hai Duwei and others a shock that "Qiao Shuangsen" alone could not achieve.
"Are there really reinforcements?"
Hai Duwei's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, looking at the old man in front of him, and his eyes could not help but fall on the body of Daoshun wearing a Daoist robe of the Da Dao Sect at his feet.
Defeat the Immortal Army! Defeat the Immortals with military force!
This is the magnificent blueprint that Qiao Shuangsen drew in front of the soldiers and civilians in the city when he entered the lonely city!
It is as beautiful as an unrealistic dream.
Just like the fantasy from the depths of the heart that the little match girl saw when she lit a match before dying of hunger and cold.
But Hai Duwei knew that this was just an illusion, just a lie he deliberately wove.
It should have been like this.
But at this moment he was shaken. He looked at the corpse under Qiao Mu's feet, and his thoughts surged like a tide.
Let alone killing aliens.
How many years has it been since he saw a real alien on the battlefield?
The number of old soldiers trapped in the lonely city was getting smaller and smaller every year, and in the end, even the true appearance of the aliens could not be seen.
Occasionally, strangers attack the city, and all they see are Taoist soldiers such as paper man-made bean soldiers. The sacrifices of generations of soldiers cannot even be worth one life.
But now, when he thought that the lonely city was about to perish, he saw the day when his dream would come true.
The person in front of him is Qiao Jisen, not the previous Qiao Shuangsen.
The two have different identities, so naturally they represent a very important message.
"The so-called Immortal-Destroying Army really has the possibility to defeat Immortals with force."
"Has the Kyushu in the outside world finally mastered the method of entering this desert after forty years of existence of the great formation?"
It’s not that outsiders have never appeared in this hundred-mile desert, it’s just that there are very few outsiders.
Just like the Wuling people who mistakenly entered the Peach Blossom Spring, occasionally some people can enter this desert.
In addition, there are a few warriors like Qiao Mu who have been coaxed in intentionally or unintentionally by people from the Immortal Sect.
But today, they saw the third type of person.
The Immortal Defeating Army took the initiative to enter the desert from the outside world using unknown means that they have not yet understood!
"Does the Immortal Defeating Army really exist?"
Captain Hai's heart was filled with Qiao Shuangsen's last words, and his emotions were ups and downs.
At this time, he was not sure whether the truth was the matter or not.
"The Sutra of the King of Mount Sumeru" is true, and the martial arts of Kyushu in the outside world have indeed made rapid progress under the heavy pressure of immortals.
It is true that Qiao Shuangsen died in the battle, and so is Qiao Jisen who entered the desert for the second time and appeared with Daoshun's body.
And the Immortal Defeating Army they call...
However, in addition to the joy of surviving the disaster and the shock of learning about the existence of the Immortal Defeating Army, after they came to their senses and looked at Qiao Jisen in front of them, Captain Hai suddenly felt heavy in his heart.
"Mr. Qiao, Qiao Shuangsen..."
"He died in the battle. I already know that this was a personal choice he made and has nothing to do with you." Qiao Mu's eyes were deep:
"The Qiao family's family motto is, where the heart goes, the way goes."
"This is the path he chose, so even if he dies, he can't blame others."
"But one tree cannot make a forest. Even though Qiao Shuangsen dies, there will still be successors."
"Besides the big formation, there are other Immortal-defeating armies, and I am the second vanguard."
Has nothing to do with me?
Captain Hai was silent.
He turned around and looked at the twisted body of Qiao Shuangsen in a pool of blood at the back of the battlefield, and then at the broken Lonely City behind him.
"You, father and son, are the outsiders, right? It's only right that things in this city have nothing to do with you." Captain Hai thought to himself:
"With your strength, maybe you can be as safe as the sword banishing the immortal..."
Banishing the Immortal with the Sword is the culmination of forty years of martial arts.
Chivalrous men use martial arts to break the law, and martial arts warriors often oppose the imperial court. Officials regard martial arts men as lawless men who violate the law, and martial arts warriors regard officials as hawks and dogs of the court.
Although there were many martial arts warriors who joined the army forty years ago, there were more martial arts figures who were just trying to clear the door.
And Jian Banxian was obviously one of the representatives of the martial arts world forty years ago.
.....
Three people came to the lonely city.
Two corpses, one living person.
The corpses were Dao Shun, a disciple of the Dao Dao Sect, and Qiao Shuangsen before him.
The living person is Qiao Shuangsen's father, Qiao Jisen.
Just a quarter of an hour.
News of Qiao Zhisen's arrival and the killing of strangers with Qiao Zhisen spread throughout this isolated city.
"The second Immortal-killing Army is here!"
"The stranger from Dao Dao Sect is dead, and the Immortal Defeating Army really killed the Immortal Sect member!"
"He also practices "Sumishan King Sutra"? Is practicing martial arts really useful? Is this the current progress of Kyushu outside?"
The soldiers and civilians in the isolated city immediately became excited.
If Qiao Shuangsen entered the city and spread the "Sutra of Mount Sumeru King" before, he was creating a beautiful pie for the soldiers and civilians in the city.
So when Qiao Jisen returned from killing the stranger, the soldiers and people in the city really saw the possibility of realizing this cake in the picture.
"But why is there only one person coming in?" Some people also thought of this.
An old soldier soon retorted: "In what age are you still fighting traditional field battles?"
"Since Qiao Shuangsen and his son are better than me and other old soldiers, and they can form an army with one person, why not form an army with one person?"
He witnessed Qiao Shuangsen's bloody battle to the death on the battlefield, and saw his strong strength with his own eyes, so he naturally admired him very much.
The old soldiers are all old, and their vitality and blood have reached the age of decline.
This lonely city needs a hero who can turn the tide.
Even if it is false, these veterans will do their best to make the soldiers and civilians in the city believe this lie just like Captain Hai's previous lie.