Chapter 234
King Qin was at a loss and didn't react at all.
"Bold!" Soon a monk shouted loudly:
"A mere mortal dares to be so presumptuous!"
"Quickly put down the... weapons in your hands and let us capture you without mercy!"
What responded to him was another afterimage passing by.
"Eight Steps of the Heavenly Dragon!"
At this moment, the foot of the tree suddenly stepped down, and the body was submerged in the wind, almost turning into a faint shadow in the broad daylight. The King of Qin sword in his hand was rounded and smashed again.
This time, the foundation-building cultivator in front of him was obviously on guard. After a little panic, he quickly secretly pinched the magic spell in his hand. The Taoist robe on his body automatically moved without wind at this moment, and the belt flew everywhere, emitting a faint green light.
This faint green light formed a faint circle, covering his whole body.
Obviously this is a protective robe. It looks like a light Taoist robe, but in fact it has strong protective capabilities. It can be invulnerable to water and fire, and can not be invaded by swords and guns. It protects the body of the immortal cultivator.
After the foundation-building horse-faced monk activated the protective clothing on his body, his expression suddenly became calm. The brief panic before disappeared without a trace. The corners of his mouth turned up slightly and he said with a sneer:
"Occasionally in this world, there will be foolishness that shakes the tree like a cricket -"
Before he finished speaking, there was another loud bang.
"Junior brother---" Dao Fei's expression changed.
As the only Golden Core Stage cultivator, his spiritual consciousness is naturally sharper and his reactions are faster than those of the Foundation Establishment stage disciples.
But it was still a little late.
He saw that the faint green light surrounding his body was instantly shattered, a clear cracking sound sounded in the void, and the light dimmed in the blink of an eye.
In the dim light, he saw the smile on the horse-faced monk's face turning into horror little by little, and saw Prince Qin's head in Qiao Mu's hand suddenly hitting the horse-faced monk's face like a heavy hammer.
Under the heavy pressure, he saw the horse-faced monk's face twisting and rippling like water waves, his skin, flesh and bones being deeply deformed, and then his whole body was covered in blood and flesh.
Amidst the loud noise, the street collapsed, leaving a small crater, and a circle of smoke and dust spread out.
The second foundation-building monk died.
Unlike the previous monk who was secretly attacked and killed by Qiao Mu, this horse-faced monk reacted in time and activated his precious clothes in time.
There is no difference in the situation. The only difference is that the horse-faced monk died a little more "dazzlingly"?
"How could Qingyun Dao Yi not be able to block the attacks of ordinary warriors?" The monks were in an uproar. This time, they realized the danger belatedly.
However it was already too late.
These monks did not expect to be attacked by a super martial artist here. About half of the monks had already landed, only ten or ten meters away from the tree.
For Qiao Mu, such a distance is only a moment.
"The demon is disintegrated·The Eight Steps of the Heavenly Dragon!"
Thick blood-colored energy came out of the body, and energy burst out from the soles of the feet. The trees flickered, leaving afterimages on the street.
The Eight Steps of the Heavenly Dragon is the world's best super-grade Qinggong. Although it was not the focus of Qiao Mu's practice in his dream life, he still achieved great success in the waterfall climbing stage in a long life.
In the waterfall climbing stage of Tianlong Babu, you need to step on wet rocks and use strength to climb up the 100-meter waterfall against the current.
The completion of the waterfall climbing stage means that Qiao Mu can climb waterfalls against the current as if walking on flat ground, easily and with strong body balance and speed.
Now the arbor erupted and the demon disintegrated, and then used the Eight Steps of Heavenly Dragon, which immediately caused a rain of blood among the monks.
The King of Qin in his hand had no strength left to resist. He swung it wildly, causing blood and flesh to fly wherever he went. The monk's robe was stained with blood, and the protective light shattered in the blink of an eye. It was almost like entering a deserted land.
Dao Fei's face darkened in the blink of an eye. He was the person in charge of this experience. How could he sit back and watch his junior brothers and sisters being killed?
But when he saw a magic formula in his hand, a golden bell quickly enlarged from his palm, turned into the size of a house in the blink of an eye, and faced the golden body of King Qin in Qiao Mu's hand.
The body of the golden bell lit up, and runes and seals flowed like tadpoles, briefly shining with light.
As an immortal monk, if you want to use a magic weapon, you cannot simply rely on the hardness of the magic weapon itself.
And although Dao Fei's blazing golden bell is made of the same material as King Qin's golden body, it has long been regarded as a natal magic weapon in the golden elixir stage by him, so he is not afraid at all...
next moment.
There was a loud noise in the local area. First, the rolling sound wave turned into visible ripples and swept across all directions. Then the entire Caishi Street was shaken. The street beneath the feet suddenly collapsed and a plume of smoke exploded.
Dao Fei's whole body was slightly shaken, and his face turned slightly pale.
With a sweep of his consciousness, he saw that the golden bell, his natal magic weapon, which he regarded as a treasure, actually had a dent after a single collision?
And the one who caused such damage was just an ordinary warrior?
No... this must be because Qiao Mu still has a... King Qin Sword in his hand!
...
When the golden bell hit the golden body of King Qin, the billowing sound waves swept in all directions and could be clearly heard throughout the city.
Da Qin Fucheng is not an empty city yet, and there are still a few residents who have not left with the crowd.
When these devout believers saw a flying boat descending from the sky that day, they thought it was an appearance of gods, and they all paid homage to it.
"The immortal boat came out of the sky. This is the arrival of the real immortal!"
"Look at the place. Did you go to Caishikou? I heard that there was a big disturbance in Caishikou today, and there were foreign warriors causing trouble..."
Witnessing such a scene almost made him cry with excitement.
The clouds broke apart, and the beautiful sky boat emerged from the clouds. One by one, the immortals with immortal appearance turned into rainbow lights of various colors, falling from the sky like rain.
For a moment, they just thought that it was the gods who came to the mortal world, and they almost cried.
Some brave people wanted to get closer to see the true appearance of the immortals with the mentality of pilgrimage.
But when they approached Caishi Street, they saw a scene that they would never forget.
On the sky boat, there were indeed dozens of monks turning into rainbows and falling from the sky.
But they were not as immortal as they looked from a distance, but their faces were gloomy and their anger was not concealed at all.
They each pinched their magic formulas and used their own methods. One after another, fire, lightning, flying swords and other magic fell from the sky like raindrops. At a glance, it was colorful, with all kinds of light, almost blinding them.
"What are the immortals doing?"
The people were confused at first.
"Wait, there seems to be a person in those lights? Hmm? It seems to be two people?"
When they saw the figure in the light clearly, they were stunned.
It was a middle-aged man with white hair. He looked like a martial artist, but he was holding a strange-shaped Qimen weapon in his hand.
Dozens or hundreds of magic spells were shining like raindrops, drowning the white-haired warrior.
The immortals of the Dao Sect, who were unattainable in the eyes of the people, were actually working together to besiege a warrior?
What's even more strange is that this warrior actually stood firm in the siege, waving the strange-shaped Qimen weapon in his hand so that water could not get in, and actually blocked the magic attacks of the immortals? All of them were blocked?
"What happened? Why are the immortals besieging a warrior?"
"Wait... Am I seeing it wrong? What is the thing in the warrior's hand? Why does it look like a person?"
The people were surprised at first, but when they saw the appearance of King Qin clearly, they were almost petrified.
The King of Qin is the king of this Great Qin City. In recent months, he has been the most dazzling warrior in Zhongzhou. He is regarded as a promising new generation of martial arts champion and was even crowned king by the court.
But such a person was held in the hand of the white-haired warrior as a weapon, and was wielded vigorously in his hand?
These believers could no longer understand such a scene. This was a subversion for them, and their worldview was almost shattered.
The King of Qin, who claimed to be able to suppress human disasters with an iron fist, was held in his hand as a weapon.
The immortals of the Dao Sect, who were always high and mighty, besieged the white-haired warrior with many against one, as if they were facing a great enemy.
Not only did they not understand, but even the King of Qin himself was confused.
At this moment, his whole body was stained with blood, and Qiao Mu was waving it and constantly smashing it on the cultivators.
The King of Qin was no longer a flesh and blood body. At this moment, the blood on his body did not belong to him, but to the immortals of the Dao Sect.
The golden body that King Qin was proud of could indeed face the immortal Dao magic, but even if King Qin was beaten to death, he would never have thought that he would face the magic in such a way.
There is no better way to kill someone than to destroy his heart!
King Qin was willing to cut off his worldly ties decades ago, abandon all worldly affairs, and devote himself to the Dao with a firm mind.
Even if he was defeated miserably by Qiao Mu, he could quickly stabilize his Dao heart again, and did not completely collapse, but placed his hopes on the immortals of the Dao Sect.
But now his thoughts are extremely complicated.
He abandoned everything in this life to pursue the Dao, and the Dao Sect monks he longed for all his life suffered heavy casualties at the hands of Qiao Mu. They died when they met him, and were injured when they were touched.
"Is this Qiao Miao really an ordinary warrior?"
"Are super-grade warriors who break through the first rank normally so powerful?" King Qin couldn't help but cross this thought in his mind.
For the first time in his life, he regretted his choice a little.
"King Qin, what are you doing?" Dao Fei shouted at this time: "Why do you want to help this warrior of the Qiao family?" "I..." King Qin was speechless for a moment. Is this what he called helping Qiao Mu? Isn't it because he can't resist? "Hehe, King Qin has long had the ambition to defeat the immortals, claiming to suppress you human disasters with an iron fist." Qiao Mu grinned and said: "For this, he did not hesitate to turn his body into a sword, and he has the appearance of a sword exiled to the immortal." "Today, I will lend him a hand." Qiao Mu exploded and disintegrated the demon, and his figure swept across the sky like lightning. "Samadhi True Fire." Dao Fei and Dao Zhen opened their mouths at the same time, and two light red true fires flowed down like water. Samadhi True Fire is a magic that can be performed after forming a golden elixir. It is actually the "heart fire" of the cultivator. As the cultivation of the immortal cultivator progresses, the heart fire will gradually change. The Samadhi True Fire of the Golden Core Stage is more ferocious than the Bone-Erosion Fire that specifically restrains warriors. No matter the skin, flesh, bones, blood, or the three souls and seven spirits, they can all be burned to ashes under the Samadhi True Fire.
At this time, Dao Fei and Dao Zhen attacked together, and two True Fires splashed out one after another, blocking Qiao Mu's way on the left and right.
However, compared with the furious Dao Fei, Dao Zhen seemed a little absent-minded.
He was not a disciple of Elder Qingzhuo, and he was just a fellow disciple with the others on the Tianzhou, but he was not too familiar with them.
Seeing that so many cultivators died one after another, he did not show any emotion on his face, but only looked at Qiao Mu with interest.
On weekdays, he liked to observe mortals, especially those who were extremely brave... and Qiao Miao, who dared to take the initiative to attack in the face of dozens of cultivators, also made him curious.
If he was the only one here, maybe he wouldn't even think about taking action and just wanted to watch silently.
But since there were so many fellow disciples around him, he naturally couldn't just sit back and watch.
Although Qiao Mu didn't know how powerful the Samadhi True Fire was, he naturally had no intention of resisting with his physical body.
Seeing the real fire approaching, Qiao Mu frowned and decisively protected King Qin in front of him.
The light red true fire of Samadhi surged forward, and in the midst of the blazing flames, King Qin, who had become a body of blazing gold, was also screaming, as if he had been severely injured.
This martial arts golden body that had already been cast and formed slowly deformed on its surface under the burning of the Samadhi True Fire, and the soul of King Qin who resided in it was also shaken violently.
Surrounded by the fierce fire, Qiao Mu waved the King of Qin in his hand vigorously, and the mighty and powerful blood-colored energy swirled around it, drawing a big circle in the air.
"King Qin sweeps Liuhe!"
Huge force burst out, and the powerful inner energy broke through the air and swept across all directions, extinguishing all the fire of the Samadhi True Fire.
"Come again!" At this time, Qiao Mu's hands and feet were bleeding, but he ignored it and waved the King of Qin in his hand to hit Dao Fei's protective golden bell.
"Red Moon Blood Burning Technique·Blood Sword Technique!"
Nowadays, Qiao Mu's swordsmanship has long reached a state where it is not limited to the shape of the weapon, and the body of King Qin is really used as a sword.
The blood that overflowed from the body surface naturally gathered on King Qin's martial arts golden body, vaguely taking on the shape of a long-handled sword.
King Qin was originally in human form, but in the gathering of blood, a blood giant sword with a length of eight feet was faintly formed, which was held in his hand.
At this moment, his arrogance was overwhelming. Surrounded by many monks, his arrogance was as crazy as a demon. He held King Qin and made a stroke in the air. Three large circles of blood-colored energy burst out in the air.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
At the first sound, the runes on the surface of the protective golden clock reappeared, shining brightly.