Chapter 291
Long Shankong had naturally heard of the legend of the Qiao family, but he heard it from the storyteller's mouth.
Listening to the Chaolou storyteller's mouth blooming like a lotus, he might be exaggerating, so he had doubts and did not fully believe it.
But today he discovered that the rumors were actually true.
It's just too late.
At this moment, time seemed to slow down. He watched Qiao Mu's body falling. He had already been caught by the silver-haired giant wolf with its mouth open. With its upper and lower jaws, it was about to bite Qiao Mu's body in two in the next moment.
But this moment was extremely long.
The giant wolf still kept its mouth open, but it couldn't take this bite, its upper and lower jaws trembled slightly, and a whimpering sound came from its throat.
Taking a closer look, Qiao Mu had already moved his hands up and down, holding them between the giant wolf's mouth.
His left and right palms were pierced by the giant wolf's sharp teeth, the skin and flesh were torn open, and blood surged wildly.
His eyes widened, and his physical strength and the inner strength of the devil exploded at the same time. With the powerful burst of force, the giant wolf's bloody mouth was opened bit by bit, and the mouth was almost split to the base of the ear.
"You always smile!"
But after hearing a hair-raising bone cracking sound, the giant wolf's upper and lower jaws were torn open from the inside out!
The wound expanded, and the giant wolf's seven to eight-meter-long body was torn into two halves from the middle, starting from its mouth.
The smelly blood gushes out like a fountain, pouring all over the tree. His clothes are already red with blood.
At this time, Qiao Mu had become a bloody man, and it was unclear whether he had animal blood or human blood.
Surrounded by a group of demons, he tore apart a giant wolf and stood bathed in the beast's blood. At this moment, his blood and vitality are lingering around him, and his blood is soaring to the sky. This wild posture is simply more like a monster than these monsters.
For a moment, even the eyes of the giant wolves around them flashed with fear, and they were slightly stagnant and did not pounce immediately.
Qiao Mu strode forward. At this moment, he did not break out towards the bottom of the mountain, but turned around and headed towards the top of the mountain again.
The disintegration of the demon cannot last long. If it falls into the encirclement, it will probably be eaten alive just like when it was in the hundreds of miles of desert and faced with the army of Tao soldiers.
On the contrary, if he breaks out alone, it shouldn't be a big problem for him.
But since he came to this world, what he has wanted has never been to be alone!
"If you have the courage to fight with strangers, follow me to break out of the encirclement!" He was like a ferocious humanoid beast, covered in blood, roaring in the forest.
Chapter 292 A sign of great misfortune (6k
Southwest State is a barren land filled with mountains.
Although the name of the Qiao family has spread to Southwest Prefecture, hearing about it is worse than seeing it.
It’s hard to live up to the reputation, or maybe there’s no real person despite the reputation... You have to meet him to know.
And today.
The bravery of the Qiao family in the bloody battle has left a deep impression on the hearts of the heroes in Southwest Prefecture.
The innate demon used his physical strength to fight against Wu Qiankun, and the innate demon used his physical strength to defeat the group of demons.
The battle had just begun, but it had already reached its most intense stage. Qiao Jin was already covered in blood and became a bloody man.
"A person as strong as Qiao Jin is trapped in a tight siege. If I were to go in, wouldn't it be possible for me to die..." An old man in gray robes in the crowd muttered. He thought for a moment and turned to look at Li Changshi, who was holding Shicheng in his hand:
"Old brother, just now we were deceived by that boy who is very good at Qinggong. It is indeed our fault to judge the Qiao family's heart with a villain's heart."
"Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, can you allow me to go into Stone City to take shelter temporarily?"
"If you can survive today, you will be rewarded tomorrow."
When the others heard what the gray-robed old man said, they all nodded.
Just now, they didn't know how strong these spiritual beasts and immortal cultivators were, and whether they could escape if they ran for their lives... Looking at it now, even Long Shankong, who had practiced the eight steps of Tianlong, was unable to escape, and they themselves were dead.
Therefore, the only way to survive lies with the Qiao family.
"That's right. We were bewitched by that kid."
"I admit my mistake to my seniors here."
The Jianghu people all confessed their mistake, but Long Shankong, who had just been rescued by Qiao Mu, blushed and remained silent.
Li Changshi frowned as he watched the faces of these Jianghu guests change one after another.
He is a veteran who came out of an isolated city. He once fought to the death for the helpless old people in an isolated city... But this group of charlatans in front of him are just people who adapt to the changing circumstances.
In the eyes of veterans, the so-called charlatans were mostly law-breaking and disciplined lunatics, and Li Changshi did not have a good impression.
"Although I just came out of Stone City and don't know much about the situation, but..."
Li Changshi's eyes fell on Qiao Mu, who was fighting among the beasts.
At this time, Qiao Mu was already covered in blood. As the internal injuries from the demon's decomposition deepened, external injuries began to appear on his body.
One tiger is no match for a pack of wolves, even a superb warrior is still made of flesh and blood.
Some strong men split bricks and broke cow bones with their bare hands.
But this does not mean that a macho man can be hit with bricks or cow bones without any injuries.
Cow bones are smashed into hands, cow bones are smashed into heads, cow bones are smashed into crotch... Who does the smashing and how hard to smash are all different situations.
After all, the disintegration of the demon is a forbidden explosive technique. It cannot last long and will lead to death if it lasts long.
The thousand changes of flesh and blood only allowed him to recover from his injuries in a few days, shortening the sequelae of years and decades to a seven-day period of weakness. It did not mean that the disintegration of the demon was a small skill.
If used for a long time, even if there is no external injury, the meridians will be severed and the organs will rupture, leading to death.
So even if he was as strong as Qiao Jin and could tear apart monsters with his bare hands, his life would still be in danger if he fought for a long time.
Li Changshi was actually very familiar with this scene.
He turned to look at the heroes and said indifferently:
"I should be the villain... Is the Qiao family fighting with their lives, but you want to sit back and enjoy the benefits and be protected by the Qiao family?"
"If you want to take refuge in Stone City, you must first draw your sword on the stranger."
"I'll wait...only help those who help themselves, not cowards!"
Having said this, the heroes gradually calmed down.
Showing kindness to strangers with all your heart and soul will make them think that you have other agendas, or that you are honest and can be bullied.
Now that Li Changshi said this, it was more in line with the rules of the world.
"Senior Qiao Jin and this old senior are right. Only by fighting to the death can we have a glimmer of hope." The first one to speak was still Long Shankong, who frowned with a look of shame on his face:
"Anyway, it's just a chance encounter. I, Long Shankong, don't have the dignity to be protected by others."
Without saying much, he took out a pair of golden silkworm gloves from his arms and put them on his hands, and was the first to rush out of the crowd.
"Eight-Armed Tianlong Fist!"
His punches were so fast that when he punched, his arms were blurred into afterimages. At a glance, it seemed as if he had several arms.
"Is this the Eight-Armed Tianlong Fist?"
"He also knows the Eight-Armed Heavenly Dragon Fist and the Eight-Armed Heavenly Dragon Steps. He has the fastest fists and the fastest legs. Is he a descendant of the Eight-Armed Heavenly Dragon?"
While everyone was amazed, they also felt somewhat enlightened in their hearts.
"We seem to have been inadvertently involved in the Xianmen's conspiracy."
"There is no way out...but who is not a desperado?"
"With Senior Qiao Jin leading the way and charging forward, we don't have no chance. What's missing is just a trace of courage."
"Go, go, go!"
The heroes took action one after another, rushing down from the top of the mountain and fighting with the herd of beasts.
As soon as he rushed, blood was immediately seen, and the residual limbs and blood flew together. Many weaker Jianghu guests died on the spot, and their bodies were bitten and torn apart by the monsters.
"It is a bit brave, but it is also seeking death." Several Yunxiao Sect Taoists shook their heads:
"It will only increase the casualties of the spiritual beasts, so why don't we intervene?" A Taoist turned his head and looked at Dao Zi Yushan.
"You can do whatever you want." Taoist Yushan said calmly, he was very calm.
It's not like he hasn't dealt with ordinary martial artists before, and he knows how much they weigh.
As a Taoist disciple of the Yunxiao Sect, his cultivation has reached the ninth level of the Golden Core.
If the Yunxiao Sect had not been weak, had insufficient incense and could not afford to support more Nascent Soul elders, he would have entered the Nascent Soul stage long ago.
He had fought against the Spear Saint more than thirty years ago, who was known as the second best master in the world, but in the end he spared his life and refused to kill him.
In just over thirty years, in just a few retreats, could a martial artist in the world be able to change the world?
Suddenly, there were thunder and fire lights, falling from the sky and landing on the heads of the Jianghu guests.
"Are these immortal cultivators cultivating the Tao of Immortality? Even though they have an advantage, they don't come down from the sky..." Qiao Jin looked up at the sky. Yushan and others looked towards the horizon.
Since these charlatans still have fighting spirit, although they are a little weak, they are not hopeless...
After waiting for so long, these immortal cultivators didn't come down, so he had no choice but to go up.
He took out the King Qin Sword from his storage bag, bent his knees slightly to gather strength, and then kicked it with all his strength.
The hillside beneath his feet collapsed and sank with this step, and his figure shot straight into the sky like a sharp arrow.
"Mortal warriors cannot fly, but they dare to fight against this trapped beast and jump into the sky. They are simply seeking death." The Yunxiao Sect monks just sneered.
They quickly rose up, and then each cast their spells. The fire and lightning shone again, the same method they used to deal with Long Shankong before.
Only this time, they were facing Qiao Mu.
The day he walked out of the imperial palace, Qiao Mu had already practiced the Eight Steps of Heavenly Dragon to the level of Three Steps to Heaven.
This means that if he can borrow some strength, he will be able to walk on flat ground even if he is on a cliff.
If there is no way to borrow strength, he can also step on the void and take three steps in the air.
"The demon is disintegrated and the eight steps of the heavenly dragon!"
The tree that had already reached high in the sky kicked its legs again, and the air beneath its feet exploded with ripples.
boom!
The explosion-like sound shook the forest, and the trees pierced the sky like blood-red meteors and soared into the sky.
Long Shankong heard the noise below, looked up at the sky and widened his eyes.
What's the fuss?
Is this their ancestral Qing Kung skill? Is this thing called Qing Gong? How can the light skill of flying over the roof and walking over the wall make such a big difference?
The same martial arts, in the hands of different people, is completely different.
As Qiao Mu took his second step in the air, his speed surged again. In an instant, he had avoided the attacks of those spells and rushed in front of the Yunxiao Sect cultivators in the blink of an eye.
"Red Moon Blood Burning Technique! Blood Sword Technique! King Qin sweeps Liuhe!"
The bloody giant sword swept across the sky, and the thick sword light like splashing ink opened a large circle on the sky.
Several Yunxiao Sect cultivators were caught off guard. They had never encountered such a difficult mortal warrior before. In the blink of an eye, their heads were missing, and their headless bodies fell down and hit the soil.
The leader, Dao Zi Yushan, used a large silver shield to block the blood-like sword light, but he only had time to save the two monks closest to him.
"How can there be such a ferocious warrior in this world... You are not a human, you are a half-demon in human form?" Yushan frowned. The blood-stained tree was full of ferocity, even more monster than a monster.
"Go to the underworld and guess riddles?"
Qiao Mu kicked off his feet again and took the third step in the air.
Amidst the explosions, this time he brandished the King of Qin Sword and charged directly at the leader, Taoist Yushan.
"If you don't know what you can do, you will die." Yushan's eyes turned cold. He patted the beast bag on his waist, and in the blink of an eye, a scarlet giant tiger with cloud patterns all over its body jumped out.
"Lie Yunhu, swallowed up this bastard half-demon."
But a tiger roar shook the sky, and the giant scarlet tiger had already pounced on him.
This giant tiger had two wings on its back, but it did not dodge Qiao Mu's sword. It actually pounced towards Qiao Mu without dodging.
laugh!
Amidst the fierce roar of the wind, the Lieyun Tiger that was about to bite was cut into two pieces by the King Qin Sword in Qiao Mu's hand!