Kill me a few more times and I'll be invincible

Qiao Mu held the gun in his hand and paused slightly.

"You can't go any further." The sturdy Taoist Chen Fei said coldly, and at the same time he roared like thunder:

"Demon Disintegration!"

He actually also burst out the Devil Disintegration method, his whole body was full of momentum, and the boxing gloves burst out with a compelling aura, and his momentum seemed to have overwhelmed Qiao Mu.

But Qiao Mu laughed.

"You are playing the Devil Disintegration in front of my Qiao family?"

"Is this the first time you use the Devil Disintegration secret method in your life? It's too superficial and too inefficient."

The sturdy Taoist Chen Fei was stunned. Isn't the Devil Disintegration a secret method of self-mutilation and suicide? It sounds like a person can use it several times in his life?

He also saw that this matter had become a big deal. It was the only one he had seen since he entered Xuantian Temple, so this time he had to perform well here, even if his power and meridians were severely damaged. Otherwise, why would he hurt himself, was he looking for death?

But after he used the Devil Disintegration, Qiao Mu did not retreat but advanced.

Qiao Mu's eyes widened with anger, and his whole body burst out with aura again, and he bravely moved forward.

After the explosion of the demon disintegration, the internal strength of this person was already stronger than Qiao Mu's, but Qiao Mu did not retreat a single step, but kept spitting out silver light from his spear, and kept sending it out!

Go! Go! Go!

He was hit several times by the burly Taoist's pair of iron fists.

For the first two punches, he could still rely on his already small-scale hard work iron cloth shirt to withstand it.

By the third punch, the iron cloth shirt broke, and it was obviously unable to withstand the same level of demon disintegration.

With the fourth punch, Qiao Mu's left arm was twisted and fractured by the fist, and he could no longer exert force.

With the fifth punch, a clear fist mark appeared on Qiao Mu's waist and abdomen, and the bones were broken and collapsed, deeply sunken inward, and almost punched through a blood hole, which was shocking at first glance.

And the burly Taoist just stood there, covering his throat with one hand, but he couldn't stop the blood from the throat wound.

He couldn't understand why this warrior only attacked without defense and exchanged injuries for injuries, and insisted on fighting him head-on. He had already disintegrated the Heavenly Demon, and his internal strength was obviously stronger than his. It was obvious that he was stronger, but why, why... was he the one who died?

Qiao Mu took a breath, stood still, and said lightly:

"The Heavenly Demon Disintegration is not used like this."

"How can a warrior who doesn't have an indomitable heart use the Heavenly Demon Disintegration well?"

The burly Taoist who was as big as an iron tower fell to the ground with a bang.

But Qiao Mu didn't have time to breathe.

At this moment, he suddenly had an intuition in his heart.

A ball of flames surged from the side, and in the blink of an eye, he was swallowed up by it.

Behind the crowd, the female cultivator Mingyue had a cold look in her eyes. She activated a fire talisman, thinking that this man Qiao should...

The next moment.

Whoosh!

Qiao Mu stepped on the stealth step, and his figure almost became a residual shadow, rushing out of the firelight.

The upper body suit had been burned by the flames, and the strong upper body was also burned by the flames. He was in a miserable state, but he finally rushed out of the flames.

Huh... Qiao Mu was panting violently, and his lungs were burning.

The demon disintegrated and exploded, and he was injured repeatedly, with knife wounds, gunshot wounds and fire burns. His injuries were serious.

According to Qiao Mu's experience of many life-and-death battles, his body was almost at the end of its strength.

"See how tough your life is." Mingyue was not shaken.

As a servant of the Saint Wu Qingxin, she had no shortage of talismans on hand, but some of the high-quality ones were a little reluctant to use, which were used to fight with fellow Taoists, and she was afraid of wasting them on this mere warrior.

There was a strong wind sweeping out, condensing into a wind blade, cutting the ground several meters long. There was also a fierce flame, which instantly engulfed and burned several Taoist figures.

But except for the first talisman, Qiao Mu avoided almost all the others.

He has learned the stealth step and his movements are very agile.

In the distance, the eyes of Chu guard beside Emperor Yonghe flickered slightly.

"Qiao Pifu's intuition is still there... he is indeed a martial artist who cultivates the spirit."

"It's just... it's just that the injury to his soul seems to be more serious than I expected. His 'spirit' is obviously far inferior to that of a martial artist who cultivates the spirit, and is very weak."

"... wait and see, his explosive trump card has not been played yet." Emperor Yonghe's face did not fluctuate significantly, he continued to weigh the pros and cons.

Qiao Mu rushed with a gun, getting closer and closer to the female cultivator Mingyue.

Since Mingyue's talisman accidentally injured several Taoists in the melee, the encirclement around Qiao Mu unconsciously dispersed a little, which made him less stressed.

Seeing the distance getting closer, the female cultivator Mingyue's face also became gloomy.

"The senior brothers on the mountain haven't made a move yet... Are they laughing at me?"

"They are arrogant because they are a little higher than me in cultivation. They are just laughing at each other. Don't they have any fellowship at all..."

When the Saint was in seclusion, she knew that she could not count on the senior brothers in the immortal sect.

So, she could only rely on herself.

Before, she felt a little pain and didn't want to waste high-quality talismans, but now she can't care so much.

Bone-eroding fire talisman! Go!

She pinched a spell in her hand, and the air suddenly twisted as the yellow talisman burned.

Qiao Mu, who was rushing with a gun, suddenly shrank his pupils and glanced at his arm.

The hairs on his arm stood up at this moment. Since practicing the "Martial Spirit Holy Rhinoceros Art", the intuition that sometimes works and sometimes doesn't work has arisen again.

Danger!

Die! Die! Die!

At this moment, he didn't even have time to look where the attack came from. He just subconsciously burst out with inner strength and stepped forward violently to the side.

next moment.

A stream of red flames surged past Qiao Mu's body.

This stream of fire did not hit the tree, but it swept in five or six Taoists who were unable to dodge.

"Ahhhh..."

Amidst the infiltrating wails, the Taoists were instantly swallowed up and turned into flaming figures.

The wailing only lasted for one breath before ending abruptly, because they were already dead, and even their bodies were burning quickly, and their bones were burned into ashes by the bright red flames at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As a breeze passed by, the Taoists just turned into a pile of dust.

"Did you hide... hmm?"

Qiao Mu only felt a burning pain in his right hand.

It turned out that when the stream of fire passed by, it burned the barrel of the gun in his hand. The bright red flames burned the entire spear until it deformed and twisted, and the flames also burned along the barrel of the gun and onto his fingers.

He immediately abandoned the spear and shook his hands vigorously, but he could not extinguish the raging flames burning on his body.

"You are already dead." The female cultivator Mingyue said calmly:

"The bone-corroding fire will not be extinguished until it burns your bones clean, and the pain of this bone-corroding flame is enough to drive people crazy."

The brief panic she felt before disappeared now, and she was already confident of winning.

"die?"

"How can I die if I don't kill the murderer who cares about human life?"

Can't put out the fire? Then let him burn!

The turbulent inner energy exploded, and the pores on the skin of Qiao Mu's right arm began to spurt blood almost immediately.

The demon is disintegrated! Completely exploded!

This burst of internal energy seemed to temporarily restrain the expansion of the flame to a certain extent.

Qiao Mu abandoned the long spear that had been burned and twisted, and used his right hand to draw out the long sword on his waist.

His left arm had been beaten to the point of fracture and deformation by the previous burly Taoist, leaving him with only a burning right arm.

The moment he pulled out the long sword, the raging red flames also spread to the sword body, but Qiao Mu then burst out with inner energy and temporarily suppressed it.

pain?

Qiao Mu already possesses the power of immortality, and coupled with many exercises, he was able to withstand being struck with bare hands when he was 15 years old, and he already had inhuman pain tolerance.

He raised his eyes and looked at the female cultivator Mingyue, who was dozens of meters away.

Because of the amazingly powerful fire talisman just now, the Taoists in front of her were afraid to avoid her and had already dispersed far away.

Therefore, there are very few people who can stop Qiao Mu at this moment.

"The murderous beast is dead!" Qiao Mu said loudly:

"Those who let tigers kill people and take human lives lightly will have to pay with their lives even if they are disciples of the Immortal Sect!"

"The laws of Dayan don't care, I do! Emperor Dayan can't protect the lives of the people, I will do it!"

The tree, which was almost at the end of its strength, burst out with its final inner strength. The green bricks cracked under its feet, and its body shot forward like an arrow from the string.

His right arm and sword were burning in red flames, and as he jumped forward quickly, he left a trail of red firelight in the air, like a meteor hitting the moon.

"Qiaopifu of the Qiao family, please go to heaven and die!"

Qiao Mu's figure turned into an afterimage that was almost invisible to the naked eye, and the burning sword in his hand drew an arc of light.

A silver thread flashed past.

The expression on the female cultivator Ming Yue's face suddenly solidified as she stood still.

A line of blood appeared on the neck.

The next moment, a big head rose into the sky.

As soon as the head flew out, red flames suddenly lit up.

Her split head and body were instantly ignited by the strange bright red flames, and were completely engulfed in a few breaths, even the bones were burned to dregs.

Only wisps of dust are left in place, disappearing with the wind.

Xuantian Clan's daughter cultivated the bright moon, her body was dead and her soul was gone, and she was wiped out in ashes.

call

Qiao Mu, who flew forward, rolled twice on the ground, stood up reluctantly, and threw away the long sword that had begun to deform in his hand.

But the flames on his right arm were still spreading upward bit by bit, and the remaining inner strength couldn't be restrained.

But Qiao Mu didn’t care anymore.

Because he is going to die soon.

He turned around and stood next to the ashes of the female cultivator Mingyue. He looked back at the Taoist priest beside him who was silent, at the fat official who was frightened, and at the discussing pilgrims further away.

He straightened up, puffed out his chest, and read loudly:

"The Qiao family's family motto is that every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world."

"I am just a common man, neither an official nor a official, neither rich nor noble. Although I am dead today, I only hope that morality in the world will remain!"

He let out a long breath, his body tilted and he almost fell to the ground. An uncontrollable feeling of fatigue and weakness emerged in his limbs.

Although he liked showing his holiness in front of others, he no longer had the energy to appreciate the shocked expressions of others.

Pity.

He turned around and looked ahead.

The Taoists around him immediately took four or five steps back.

The tree at this moment is like a human-shaped torch, and whoever climbs on it will immediately turn into ashes like the female cultivator Mingyue next to it!

Without the obstruction of the crowd, Qiao Mu's eyes also fell on the plaque of Xuantian Temple.

The common man was so angry that blood spattered him five steps, and he dared to raise his knife to kill the immortal!