Chapter 176
But instead of retreating, he advanced, using his hands without a spear.
In the bloody light, the muscles of his arms bulged, his right hand suddenly expanded in a large circle, and he inserted his fingers into the chest of a general like a knife.
The weakened inner strength exploded, but this time his attack only caused Doujiang's whole body to shake violently, and cracks appeared on the surface of his body. On the contrary, Doujiang took the opportunity to grab his right hand that was buried in his chest, and was unable to completely break free for a while.
"Exhausted..."
Qiao Mu gasped violently and gave up struggling.
The 109-year-old Qiao Mu killed thirty bean soldiers and died at the hands of a bean general.
The 141-year-old Qiao Mu has broken through to the God Refining Stage, and has also made breakthroughs in Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu. He is much stronger than when he was 109 years old, and is enough to kill Fifty Bean Generals in one breath, but even so, he is exhausted.
As for the sword-drawing technique that was obtained from the Sword Banished Immortal?
Sorry, my qualifications are limited and I haven’t mastered it yet.
Before he died this time, he suddenly remembered Captain Hai's compliment to him just now.
"Both the Qiao family and his son are heroes?"
"You are the real heroes, and I am just an actor out of interest."
As for now... let him, an actor who has performed many death scenes, usher in the final curtain call.
He still had some things to do, but he was exhausted.
Only fifty bean generals were killed, leaving two hundred and fifty...and the strangers hiding in the darkness behind them.
"Please, future me."
There were violent sounds of breaking wind coming from all directions, and a total of more than ten weapons from the surrounding generals were smashing down towards him.
Johnson, died at the age of 141.
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This death evaluation: B (the leader died of exhaustion, and the father and son family were neat and tidy)
Death consumption life span: 16 (8*2) years
Number of resurrections remaining this week: 4/5
Current age: 157 years old
Qi and blood: 29%
Skills: slightly
The art of cutting the sky and drawing the sword (kill me, proficient)
Thousands of changes in flesh and blood (Xiao Cheng)
When I opened my eyes, another sixteen years passed by quickly, suddenly like a dream.
During these sixteen years, Qiao Mu majored in two kinds of martial arts, namely the sword-killing and sword-drawing technique used to banish immortals, and the thousand transformations of flesh and blood.
The sword-banning immortal's sword-cutting technique actually only has one move.
This is a strange refining sword move. The movements are not important. The first level is named "Kill Me" by the sword banishing immortal.
Kill me first, then kill the sky.
This realm studies how to exert all one's strength in one move and explode to the extreme.
The level of proficiency in the Zhanwo realm means that Qiao Mu has not yet been able to explode all his power in one move, but he is quite proficient in sword moves.
The thousand transformations of flesh and blood are still limited to "small achievements", but the accumulation of these sixteen years is not false. Qiao Mu thinks to himself that he has become more and more proficient in this magical skill and has made more changes.
"Let me recall how I have practiced flesh and blood in the past 16 years..."
Qiao Mu recalled carefully, and a memory came to his mind.
He found that he had a sudden thought in the past 16 years, actually trying to separate flesh and mind from mind, trying to create a "flesh and blood clone"?
"So that's what I thought. It's such a wonderful idea. As expected of me."
Qiao Mu gave himself a thumbs up.
If he comes back from the dead once or twice, he can use the rhetoric of "one man becomes an army" to defeat the Immortal Army.
But if it can really be divided into thousands of parts and create a real immortal-killing army, then it would naturally be more reasonable.
In order to solve this problem, Qiao Mu began to study "flesh and blood clones" during the past 16 years.
He was not completely successful and failed to achieve the effect he had in mind.
"I can only leave it to the future me to continue working hard. Maybe dying a few more times will solve the problem?"
Qiao Mu put these issues aside for the time being. He had no free time at the moment.
He was reborn on the other side under the wall of the lonely city, and the battle continued.
Different from the last time, when Qiao Shuangsen died in battle, Captain Hai and others were left with only a dozen bean soldiers and a severely wounded bean general.
It wasn't too difficult for Captain Hai and the other 300 old soldiers to deal with it, but it was just a stalemate. Before Qiao Mu killed Yiren, even with the strength of the 300 old soldiers, they couldn't kill all the bean soldiers.
But this time... there were about two hundred and fifty bean generals in front of Captain Hai.
This is simply not comparable to the last time.
They were able to gain the upper hand last time, but this time there is no chance of a stalemate.
The three hundred old soldiers are already old. With their remaining strength, they may not be able to stop General Dou's army.
So Qiao Mu was in a hurry this time and he didn't have much time.
"The demon disintegrates and moves into shadow."
He directly used the demon to disintegrate to rush forward, the strong wind howling in his ears.
Hidden Shadow Step is the light skill of the Snitch. Now that the devil has disintegrated and exploded, it has almost reached the level of "stepping on the sand without leaving a trace", and the whole person seems to have turned into a gust of wind.
A hundred meters ahead, Dao Ni, a disciple of the Dao Dao Sect wearing a Taoist robe, was already visible.
He sat on the ground at the foot of a hill, with his back to the trees. In front of him was a small sand table, with hundreds of light spots representing the Bean General emitting a shimmering light.
There was a bottle of Qi-tonifying pills on the ground at hand, and he swallowed a few pills from time to time to restore the severely depleted mana.
Three hundred bean generals are enough to sweep this lonely city with only three hundred old soldiers back and forth ten times. It is naturally not easy for Dao Ni to control such a powerful bean general army.
So he kept taking drugs and used Daoxu's money without any pain.
"The body of a foreigner is weaker than that of a warrior. As long as you can get close to him..."
Qiao Mu slowed down slightly and silently approached Dao Ni, who had his back turned to him, from behind.
But when the idea of approaching him from behind came up in Qiao Mu's mind, there was also a faint feeling of panic, which was an instinctive warning from his intuition.
"Death crisis? Am I afraid of death? You're laughing so hard, you're so reckless." Qiao Mu ignored his instinctive warning and quickly approached.
Fifty steps, twenty steps...
Just when he was only twenty steps away from Daoni, the sand under his feet suddenly burst into light, and blazing flames lit up, instantly forming a sea of fire.
The flames quickly spread all over the body, and the familiar pain made Qiao Mu react suddenly. Half of the face of Old Man Wu flashed in his mind, as well as the face of Wu Qingxin, the saint in Heyang City...
Chapter 207 Fortunately, I am more skilled (6k
Qiao Mu felt the red flames swirling around him, and the familiar pain spread throughout his body. This was the bone-corroding fire that Qiao Mu had personally tasted.
This is a talisman specially created by the great monks of the Immortal Sect. It uses warriors as imaginary enemies and internal energy and flesh and blood as fuel. Even human bones can be burned and turned into powder.
Even a first-grade god-refining warrior cannot bear it head-on.
You can only rely on your god-refining intuition to evade in advance, or a strong man can cut off his wrists and cut off the limbs entangled in the bone-corroding fire in time to prevent the whole body from being ignited.
And Dao Ni obviously has a lot of evil intentions.
He specially prepared a talisman array composed of dozens of bone-corroding fire talismans near himself. This was a well-prepared trap.
Qiao Mu was pressed for time and every second counted, so he ignored his own intuition and just stepped into the fire formation.
In an instant, the flames spread all over his body, and he had become a blazing fire man.
This sudden change alarmed Dao Ni. He held the elixir bottle in his hand and looked back with surprise in his eyes.
"I'm fired up again...but it doesn't matter."
Qiao Mu ignored the blazing flames around him, and the energy in his body suddenly exploded, wanting to take advantage of the situation and rush out of the sea of fire.
But as soon as the raging inner energy came out of the body, it immediately started burning when it encountered the bone-corroding fire. It did not temporarily suppress the flames as Qiao Mu expected, and even burned more intensely than before.
The relationship between internal energy and immortality is similar to the relationship between water and fire.
Although enough internal energy cannot extinguish a fire, it can temporarily suppress it. But this time Daoni prepared quite a lot of fire talismans in advance, which ignited all the energy in Qiao Mu's body as fuel.
At this time, Qiao Mu could hardly open his eyes. There were raging seas of fire in all directions, and the spreading bone-corroding fire burned his eyes. His tears were evaporated by the flames as soon as they came out. He closed his eyes tightly and could only hear the whistling wind in his ears.
"The demon is disintegrated!"
The arbor erupted again and the demon disintegrated, a new force was born again within the limbs and bones, and the strength that had lasted for hundreds of years came out of the body, bringing out a thick bloody light in the raging fire.
This explosion immediately suppressed the flames surrounding the body and dissipated slightly.
Qiao Mu, on the other hand, lowered his body slightly and knelt down, preparing to burst out with strength and rush out of the sea of fire.
He stepped hard, but at this moment, the sand under his feet suddenly sank deep. Instead of being able to take advantage of the situation, he was stuck in the quicksand under his feet, unable to extricate himself without any help.
The blazing fire engulfed his body, and the harder he struggled, the deeper he sank into the quicksand.
"Fortunately, I am not a martial artist, but a cultivator." A voice came from the distance. This voice came from Dao Ni, a disciple of the Dao Dao Sect.
Daoxi has lived for a long time. Although he looks middle-aged, he is actually over a hundred years old. He was a martial artist a hundred years ago.
His martial arts qualifications are average, and he has only been practicing at the sixth level of strength throughout his life. In his early years, he relied on his cleverness rather than his superior martial arts to win.
This habit has been retained after he joined the Immortal Sect, until now.
He looked at the trees that were gradually being swallowed up by the quicksand and surrounded by flames, and he felt very happy in his heart.
No matter how good a martial artist is at Qinggong, what if he can fly over roofs, walk over walls, and step on snow without leaving a trace?
How can one fly over a wall without a wall to draw on? There is no snow under your feet, but you still want to leave no trace on the snow?
If you are in a place where there is no way to draw on strength, even if you have tremendous strength, it will be difficult to use it.
This sea of quicksand was also a trap he had laid in advance... Since Dao Shun had learned from his past mistakes, how could Dao Ni not be wary of ordinary warriors approaching?
His cultivation of immortality is actually similar to that of Dao Shun. They are both in the early stage of foundation building, but he has hundreds of millions more spiritual stones and a billions more eyes than him.
But the burning figure in the quicksand whirlpool did not fall.
As Dao Ni's voice came, the face that was burned and twisted in the flames turned slightly to the side where the voice came from.
The distance between the two sides is about twenty meters.
A martial artist's inner energy will decay rapidly after it is released from the body, and can generally only be limited to a range of ten meters.
Although Qiao Mu is also a martial arts practitioner, he has more than a hundred years of martial arts. When the demon is disintegrated, he can burst out with more than five or six hundred years of powerful martial arts in a short period of time.
He has too much inner strength, no matter how much it weakens, it is still not comparable to that of an ordinary martial artist.
"The demon disintegrates with one finger!"
In the light of the fire, the energy and blood all over his body surged. He used his last remaining strength and pointed a finger in the air to follow the sound a little further away.
The blazing bloody energy shot out from the fingertips, like a fleeting bloody arrow piercing the air, breaking through the twenty-meter distance in an instant.
The bloody aura faded slightly, but one finger still disappeared between Dao Ni's eyebrows.
This ray of finger light penetrated the center of Dao Ni's eyebrows, and the powerful impact caused Dao Ni's entire body to fly into the air, and then... turned into a thin piece of paper, falling on the sand beside him.
"Not a real person?" Qiao Mu could no longer see anything, and could only vaguely sense that the person he hit was not a real person, and the fire and quicksand surrounding him did not stop.
The last breath was gradually released, Qiao Mu gradually lost consciousness, his body gradually disappeared in the firelight, and was gradually engulfed by the whirlpool of quicksand under his feet.
It wasn't until his figure completely disappeared, and a moment later, that a rainbow light flickered in this wasteland and landed from the sky.
"Fortunately, I'm better at it." Dao Ni also looked a little scared on his face.
He also understands why villains die from talking too much. When he was a young martial artist, he also heard similar stories told by scholars.
Therefore, the paper man who came out to speak was just another trap, tempting Qiao Mu to use up his last remaining energy to explode when he lost his vision and senses.
Paper figures, talisman arrays, etc. were all prepared in advance, and his true body had been hiding in the air.