Chapter 288
Qiao Mu finally put the Spear Saint's Heart in his arms and glanced at Zhao Hu behind him.
For some reason, Zhao Hu and others in Xishan Village were surprisingly calm. Qiao Mu thought they had some other trump cards besides the phantom of Qingli just now.
But now it seems that he is thinking too much.
"The Hundred Birds Chasing the Phoenix Spear left behind by the Spear Saint is incompatible with you." Qiao Mu said.
After reading the life of the Spear Saint, he had some understanding of the Spear Saint.
This is a man who becomes more and more courageous with every setback. After being defeated miserably at the hands of the sword-banning immortal, he sat idle for ten years. He made further progress in martial arts and figured out the ultimate move "Jingwei Reclamation".
However, manpower is sometimes exhausted, regardless of human will.
Although he got out of the shadow of the tragic defeat, he did not have the last laugh. Instead, he ushered in an even more tragic failure.
Once he defeated the swordsman and banished the immortal, then he defeated the cultivator of immortality, and three times he defeated the martial saint.
In the later years of his life, he did not counterattack, and until he died in the final battle, he was still the second best in the world.
And this actually coincides with his mood in his later years: the artistic conception of Jingwei reclaiming the sea.
An earthworm shakes a big tree, which is ridiculous.
To onlookers, this was a tragedy of overestimation.
You can be ridiculed by others, but you have no regrets by yourself.
"Wu Qiankun, haven't you noticed yet? Your state of mind is already in chaos, and you have so many distracting thoughts that it's not as good as before." Qiao Mu said calmly:
"The Spear Saint may not be able to defeat you now in his reincarnation; but if you live another life, your state of mind may not be as good as the Spear Saint's."
"Are you qualified to take this "Hundred Birds toward the Phoenix Spear" now?"
This voice was like Huang Zhong Da Lu, every word was tortured into Wu Qiankun's heart.
Obviously, the battle between the two people has begun. This is a mental battle between the gods and warriors.
"Huh?" Wu Qiankun suddenly raised his head, his eyes as dark as the abyss lighting up like torches at this moment.
At the moment when the two eyes converged, the heroes on the mountaintop were all shocked when they heard a crackling sound.
Where the two people's eyes met, there seemed to be an illusory electric light, which penetrated the air and shocked the hearts of the heroes.
Wu Qiankun is the leader of Wu Jihui, not to mention that he has been the number one on the god list for many years, and his achievements in the way of god refining are extremely high, far surpassing other martial arts.
But now, he seems to have met his opponent in the way of refining the gods. The battle of witnessing has reached a deadlock and he has not gained the upper hand?
"Swordsmanship, kill!"
Qiao Mu's eyes were as sharp as the edge of a sword, and at this moment the sword light suddenly lit up!
Wu Qiankun's body trembled slightly.
Suddenly, a long and narrow sword mark appeared on his cheek, extending from the corner of his forehead to the center of his eyebrows, and the skin and flesh opened.
Blood flowed from the sword wound, dripping down his chin and into the soil under his feet, the sound almost inaudible.
And this weak voice, which fell in the ears of the heroes from Southwest State present, was no different from Huang Zhong Da Lu.
Wu Qiankun was at a disadvantage in the battle of refining gods?
So which Zhou Mu in front of him was this extremely powerful man who jumped out from the cracks in the rocks?
"Uh hehe... ha." Wu Qiankun's shoulders trembled slightly. At this moment, he seemed to have lost his mind and gone crazy, looking up to the sky and laughing.
The blood flowing down his cheeks dripped onto the soil, but he was unaware of it, but there was an uncontrollable ecstasy in his laughter.
"There are few people in this Kyushu martial arts world who are worthy of being my enemy."
"It's naturally impossible for a strong man like you to suddenly pop out from the cracks in the rocks."
"You think so? Joakim."
Wu Qiankun wiped away the blood on his face with his hand, and the flesh and blood of the narrow wound on his forehead began to squirm and change again.
Joakim!
The heroes of Southwest State were in commotion again, obviously surprised.
"Is it the Qiao Jin who broke into the Jinluan Palace, killed Emperor Yonghe, and beat up the founding emperor?"
"Why did such a peerless murderer come to the mountains of Southwest China?"
"No wonder, the only one who can compete with Wu Qiankun, who is second on the divine list, in witnessing skills is Qiao Jin, who is number one on the divine list!"
At this time, more than a month had passed since Qiao Mu broke into the palace to assassinate Emperor Yonghe.
Jiuzhou is in chaos today, and the common people in Southwest Prefecture may not know much about the Qiao family, but they, the martial arts people, naturally know the Qiao family like thunder.
"Then Wu Qiankun has lost his mind and gone crazy, and is he still laughing?"
"When you encounter such a powerful opponent, maybe he might miss. Why are you laughing?"
"Why can't I laugh?" Wu Qiankun said seriously:
"When I was in Zhongzhou in the past, I fought against Qiao Shuangtuo. Unfortunately, time was running out and the winner had not yet been decided."
"Later I heard that Qiao Shuangtuo died in the Jinluan Palace, I felt a little regretful."
"In the end, being invincible is the loneliest thing. If every enemy dies, one will be missing. Who would have thought that I met you Qiao Jin again today. How could I not be happy?"
Hearing this, the heroes also looked at Wu Qiankun with admiration.
This person scolds the weak without hesitation, but shows sympathy for the strong.
Although his face changes relatively quickly, his heart is worthy of being ranked among the top martial arts experts.
"Don't worry." Qiao Mu said calmly:
"Today, the victory or defeat will be decided."
"Impermanence, bring the gun!" he shouted loudly.
The next moment, Wu Chang threw it hard in the distance, and an iron spear came through the air like a sharp arrow.
Qiao Mu reached out and grabbed the iron gun in his hand. The huge force on the gun made his body tremble slightly and he almost lost his grip.
"Where does this fat pig get so much strength? He doesn't even know how to maintain strength. Does he want to murder me?"
He muttered in his heart, held the gun in his hand, and stood facing the wind.
Zhao Hu, the descendant of the Spear Saint, and others were still watching from behind. The demon spear Qing Li had been blown away by Wu Qiankun.
So now, if he wants to get the "Hundred Birds toward the Phoenix Spear" in an upright and dignified way, what he needs to show off is his spear skills.
The first weapon he practiced was a gun.
The first to reach perfection was military marksmanship.
Later, when he entered the Baili Desert, he also obtained Li Changge's "Military Martial Arts Code" from the arsenal. The weapons chapter in it is a further deduction of military marksmanship on the battlefield.
And what he wants to use today is Li Changge's military spear skills!
"The demon is disintegrated!"
The bloody energy came out from the body of his limbs. At this moment, Qiao Mu was holding an iron gun, but it seemed like he was holding a blazing pillar of bloody energy. The strong bloody energy almost drowned the gun body.
Wu Qiankun also put on a pair of silver-white metal gloves as thin as cicada wings, which shone brightly under the scorching sun. They were obviously nothing special.
The wind was howling on the top of the mountain, and two people stood facing each other.
The figures of the two people moved at the same time, and together they turned into the strong wind sweeping across the mountain top.
"Secret skill·Blazing Wind Hundred Breath Fist!"
Wu Qiankun's eyes widened in anger, his muscles all over his body bulged again, and his iron fist instantly transformed into a hundred shadows of fists.
"Bloody battle in all directions!"
This is the ultimate move in Li Changge's military spear skills, and it is also an ultra-limited martial skill that exceeds 100% of the force exerted by one move.
Tskttttttttttttttttttttttt!
The gun came out, and the bloody energy was like a dragon or a snake scurrying around. The shadows of the gun and fists crisscrossed on the top of the mountain, like the roaring wind, blowing all the grass and trees down.
One after another, the agitated cyclones swept outwards, and the Western Mountain under the feet seemed to be shaking slightly, and shadows of fists and spears penetrated the mountain wall.
Zhao Hu's eyes widened. He wanted to do his best to see clearly this duel at the pinnacle of martial arts.
He is the son of the former Spear Saint, and he saw the Spear Saint practicing martial arts countless times in his early years.
But now the strength displayed by both sides in the battle has actually exceeded that of the Spear Saint in his memory, which only made him shaken and wanted to take a closer look at this peak battle of contemporary martial arts.
At this time, there was a loud noise amidst the howling wind.
The two people in the extremely fast fight did not know when they stood still in the wind again.
Qiao Mu no longer had a gun in his hand, and the skin all over his body began to turn red, with blood seeping out of his pores, but his eyes were indifferent.
Wu Qiankun stood side by side with him, with a twisted iron gun stuck in his chest and abdomen, and coming out from his back.
Puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff!
Several balls of blood exploded from Wu Qiankun's body, and the blood spurted out like a fountain. Although the flesh and blood on his body was quickly squirming to stop the bleeding, the blood loss on his face gradually disappeared and turned pale.
What was more difficult for him to accept than the defeat was the huge impact he suffered mentally.
Such a scene was not only difficult for Wu Qiankun to accept, but also Zhao Hu and others were shocked and found it difficult to calm down.
It was obviously a powerful enemy that the Spear Saint would have to fight hard for even after his reincarnation, but this battle, which Zhao Hu regarded as the pinnacle, ended so quickly?
Is this the Kyushu Martial Arts today... How has it changed after forty years?
Zhao Hu was shocked, but there was a vague warning sign. At the same time, Long Shankong's figure moved through the wind and had already touched his back.
Chapter 290 Qiao Mu, when will you die (4k
The battle between Qiao Mu and Wu Qiankun, in the eyes of Zhao Hu and others, is the battle between the top martial artists in Kyushu today.
A battle of this level was not said to be a once-in-a-lifetime encounter, but it was indeed the only time the heroes present had ever seen it. They all tried their best to open their eyes wide and try to see clearly the details of the fight between the two sides.
Long Shankong took advantage of the situation.
Although Zhao Hu had a vague feeling in his heart at the last moment, Long Shankong's fists and kicks were extremely fast and he was in front of him in the blink of an eye.
"He wants to snatch the "Hundred Birds toward the Phoenix Spear"?"
Zhao Hu subconsciously let go and threw the secret book in his hand in the direction of Qiao Mu.
The winner between Wu Qiankun and Qiao Mu has been decided. In his opinion, it is a good result that this secret book belongs to Qiao Jin.
But to his surprise, Nalong Shankong was not attracted by the secret book and changed his target.
"Dragon Claw Strength!"
His five fingers turned into claws, and he used his inner energy secretly. His sharp energy tore through the air, making a sharp wind sound, and landed on Zhao Hu's back shoulder.
"The Hundred Birds Chao Phoenix Spear is certainly precious. If you can get it, it will be a great thing...but you have to have a life to get it!" Long Shankong knew this very well.
Whether it is Wu Qiankun or Qiao Jin, they are both at the pinnacle of martial arts in Kyushu today, and he has no power to fight against them.
If you come out to snatch secret books at this time, you are courting death!
Although his attainments in Qinggong are high, his martial arts skills are not as good as those of the other two. A clever woman cannot make a meal without straw, and she has no confidence in escaping from their hands.
so.
From the beginning, his goal was not "Hundred Birds Chaotic Phoenix Spear".
It was Zhao Hu, the son of the former Spear Saint and the head of the Zhao family!
This sneak attack was unexpected. Even Zhao Hu himself did not expect that Long Shankong was actually coming towards him.
This strike that had been brewing for a long time was so powerful that it almost tore Zhao Hu in half.
The dragon's claw landed on Zhao Hu's back shoulder in the blink of an eye. The sharp force tore Zhao Hu's gown apart, ripping open the skin and flesh.
The wind was blowing.
Qiao Mu flashed and caught the "Hundred Birds Chaotic Phoenix Spear" in mid-air with one hand, and it appeared beside Zhao Hu.
"What grudge do you have?" Qiao Mu stood still.
He didn't know what the grudges between the two parties were, and he didn't know who was right or wrong, but since Zhao Hu had given "Hundred Birds to Phoenix Spear", he was somewhat short-handed.
There was a chill in the back of Long Shankong's head, and he couldn't help but feel a little frightened.