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

There are ten people in total, three of them are blocking the attack outside the city, so why are there eight people in this inn?

Xing Xuan Envoy also quickly sensed something strange. He looked around and landed on Qiao Mu's face.

"Who are you?" His voice was cold.

Several other people also reacted immediately, and the atmosphere suddenly solidified.

In the small Taoist temple at the foot of Qingming Mountain.

The fat Taoist nun Lingling, Master, was calling Qiao Canxue in front of her with a serious look on her face.

"Can Xue, I heard something important recently."

"In your hometown of Heyang Fucheng, a martial artist named Qiao died recently..."

Master Lingling visited the Qiao family in Heyang when Qiao Canxue was young. He is one of the few people in the world who knows that Qiao Canxue is the last orphan of the Qiao family in Heyang.

"That man's name is Joe Piff, do you recognize him?"

After saying that, Master Lingling looked at Qiao Canxue's face with some anticipation, wanting to see if she would get excited and make a sudden breakthrough.

"I don't know." Qiao Canxue only opened her left eye slightly, revealing a vast white patch, and reached out to touch a stone wall in front of her.

Whether you touch it with your hands, tap it with your fingers to listen to the sound, or get closer and smell it carefully...it all shows that this is an ordinary stone wall.

But in her eyes, this stone wall did not exist at all.

She turned her head to look at Master Lingling, but what she saw was not a fat Taoist nun, but a little Taoist girl with braids.

Master Lingling saw Qiao Canxue's actions and felt inexplicable envy in his heart:

"Her eyes are even more outrageous than her immortal qualifications. They don't look like something a mortal can possess..."

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As Xingxuan envoy's eyes fell on Qiao Mu's face, the atmosphere in the room gradually solidified.

The bearded swordsman sitting next to Qiao Mu also changed his face slightly, and quietly pressed his hand on the scabbard at his waist.

Only Qiao Mu was still at ease, very calm:

"Just call me Qiao Zhong. Chaolou told me that you want to hunt the saint Wu Qingxin."

On this trip, he fell in love at first sight and came here to see her off, so he changed his name specifically to show his love for the saint.

At the same time, he did not forget to use Tingchao Tower as a shield.

If Tingchaolou was an enemy of Wujihui, then this move would fan the flames.

If Tingchaolou and Wu Jihui were on good terms, then raising a banner could also help him sneak in.

After saying these words, he carefully observed everyone's faces, trying to judge the relationship between the two organizations.

It's just that the Xingxuan envoy is wearing a mask, so no specific changes in his face can be seen.

Instead, the middle-aged man who spoke far behind him spoke:

"Xingxuan Envoy, why don't you let me find out his background?"

After saying that, he stood up, flew towards Qiao Mu, and smashed his fists into Qiao Mu's chest with the pressure of the cold wind.

But Qiao Mu didn't dodge.

When he stood up from the bench, he secretly picked up the iron cloth shirt with the golden bell cover of Hard Kung Fu, ignored the strong man's fist, and followed his example, hitting the strong man's abdomen with a punch like the wind.

You hit yours, I'll hit mine.

There is a kind of tough life.

It would be best if you were stronger and could beat me to death.

This strong man originally flew towards him. Although his face changed slightly, he could no longer change his moves in mid-air.

Poof.

But after hearing two consecutive muffled sounds, Qiao Mu's robe was blown up by the strong wind, and clear fist marks appeared on his chest. Under the huge impact, he took half a step back.

Not counting the Iron Crotch Kung Fu, Qiao Mu has already mastered the two hard skills of the Golden Bell Cover and Iron Cloth Shirt.

Although it is impossible to completely block the attacks of fourth- and fifth-grade warriors, it is certainly possible if the damage is reduced.

The strong man who flew towards him staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"A martial artist who is good at hard skills? It is really rare to live to be sixty years old." The strong man stood firm and turned around as if nothing happened.

Then he turned his back to Qiao Mu, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he quietly swallowed a small mouthful of blood that surged into his throat.

His internal energy is as strong as Qiao Mu's. If it were a normal fight, the outcome would be uncertain.

But Qiao Mu refused to dodge and relied on her hard skills to compete head-on with him.

He is not good at hard skills, so he is naturally at a disadvantage.

"It turns out that he is a martial artist who practices hard martial arts. It's true that a foreign warrior who practices hard martial arts can live to this age. It's really a bit of a waste." The strong man smiled.

The strong man's attack this time was just to explore the bottom, and to brush his face in front of the Xingxuan Envoy of Wujihui and show off his strength. He didn't want to fight Qiao Mu to death, so after one move, he turned around and left.

After walking a few steps away, he saw that Qiao Mu was farther away from him and said again:

"It's just that although hard skills are good, they can only be used against warriors like us."

"No matter how well you practice hard skills, in the face of Wu Qingxin's bone-corroding fire, it is nothing more than firewood."

Several other people also nodded in agreement.

"There are several fourth-grade martial arts practitioners in this room."

"If we put it in the old days of martial arts, fourth-grade warriors would have been considered top-notch masters in the world. That is to say, after the Wu Jihui was realized, more fourth-grade warriors would appear in the world." The strong man licked his lips calmly. Xingxuan Envoy:

"But even a third-grade god-refining warrior can't stop the talisman fire of Saint Wu Qingxin just by relying on his inner strength."

All the warriors feel sad.

Even the Xingxuan Envoy from Wujihui could only nod his head in agreement and said:

"That's right. You must be careful of Wu Qingxin's talisman fire."

"Facing the bone-eating fire, the only chance for a warrior to survive is to hide."

"Rely on light skills to dodge in a small area and avoid the fire."

"Is it really that powerful?" Qiao Mu questioned again.

Xing Xuanshi glanced at him and said, "Once you are touched by the bone-eating fire, your bones, flesh, skin and blood will be burned out."

"This bone-eating fire cannot be extinguished by water or submerged by soil. Even if you burst your internal energy, you can only temporarily suppress the burning speed of the fire, but cannot put it out."

"Once a warrior is touched, he will either break his arm as soon as possible to survive or die. There is no third possibility."

"So you can only rely on light skills to dodge before being hit, and naturally you will be fine."

Hearing the expressions of the people around him who agreed with him, Qiao Mu also had doubts in his heart.

Did he click on the wrong skill tree?

Now, in addition to the Heavenly Demon Disintegration, which he is best at, he has actually practiced more hard skills, including Iron Crotch Skill, and has practiced three and a half.

As the top Wudang secret skill, Chunyang Wuji Gong is also a martial art that cultivates both the inside and the outside. It is considered half of a superior hard skill. Qiao Mu has now practiced to the third level, which can also enhance the body's ability to resist attacks.

It is also thanks to these hard skills that he was able to withstand the attack of the strong man just now, and only suffered a slight injury.

Qiao Mu's previous battles were almost all one-on-many, life-and-death bloody battles, and only hard skills could sustain longer.

And light skills actually don't have much room for display on a one-on-many battlefield.

If it weren't for Captain Qian giving him a copy of "Shadow Step" a few days ago, he would not have practiced it at all until now.

"You are quite strong, good at hard work, and your internal strength has already entered the fourth level." Xing Xuanshi looked at Qiao Mu and commented:

"And you have also practiced the "Martial Spiritual Rhinoceros Secret Technique", so you can be considered a half-member of the Wu Ji Association."

"Although he came uninvited, it's okay."

Just like the speculation of the fake head of Tingchao Tower, after seeing Qiao Mu's skills, Xing Xuanshi of the Wu Ji Association quickly accepted this uninvited guest.

Xing Xuanshi naturally knew the secret of the "Martial Spiritual Rhinoceros Secret Technique".

No matter what Qiao Mu, the uninvited guest, wanted to obtain, it would eventually become the food of the Martial Saint, so he didn't care too much.

"Then, let's go." Envoy Xingxuan said:

"Among the eight of you, there are four fourth-rank and four fifth-rank. This is a force that has the potential to force its way into the residence of the fourth-rank official of the imperial court and the prefect."

"Among you, there are internal members of the Wu Ji Society and external masters, but it doesn't matter."

"Whoever can kill the traitor Wu Qingxin, regardless of his origin, will be rewarded generously. This is the rule set by the Martial Saint."

At this point, Envoy Xingxuan paused and said:

"Soul-catching hand Xu Cheng has already gone ahead. He has also practiced the "Martial Holy Spirit Rhinoceros Secret Art" and can rely on his intuition to find the saint Wu Qingxin."

"Just now, he has sent me a transmission signal and has found the trace of Wu Qingxin... Time is running out, let's set off!"

Including Envoy Xingxuan, a group of eight people left the inn, rode on the horses prepared in advance, and galloped out.

....

This time, Qiao Mu and others went directly out of the city from the west gate.

"Old Hu, how strong is Xu Cheng, the soul-catching hand mentioned by Xing Xuanshi?" Qiao Mu rode his horse and rode side by side with the bearded swordsman he had talked to before, and asked at the same time. The bearded swordsman called himself Old Hu and did not give a specific name. The other seven people were similar, either only giving their surnames or just giving names like "Thunderbolt Hand" or "Jade-faced Flying Dragon". Qiao Mu was the only one who gave his full name like Qiao Mu. "Soul-catching Xu Cheng, he is a famous fourth-grade master for many years, and he is also good at hard work like you. I heard that he once fought against two fourth-grade warriors in a one-on-two battle. He killed one and let the other escape with his life-and-death fighting style." The swordsman said: "As long as they don't practice spirit cultivation, they are all fourth-grade. Therefore, the strength gap between fourth-grade warriors is large, and Soul-catching Xu Cheng is obviously a strong fourth-grade warrior." "He is the most famous among us. Even if he is not the strongest, I am afraid he is not much different." "The Martial Spirit Rhinoceros Secret is a strange secret method created by the Martial Saint. It focuses more on the heart. Those who can practice it are all warriors who are expected to embark on the path of spirit cultivation, and Xu Cheng is one of them... By the way, you are too." The swordsman is very talkative. He dragged Qiao Mu to talk all the way, allowing him to make up for a lot of martial arts knowledge. Time passed, and these people galloped ten miles on horseback. The Xingxuan Envoy in the front suddenly stopped his horse and made a gesture to let Qiao Mu and others be alert. I saw a fire light up on the side of the official road ahead.

When I looked closer, I found that the fire light was a blazing red flame, and there was a vague human figure in the fire.

A sharpened wooden stake penetrated from the lower body of the vague human figure, and came out from the mouth of the human figure, nailing the man to the side of the road and burning.

"The vague guidance of intuition is here. He just died." The white-clothed swordsman "Jade-faced Flying Dragon" frowned and said:

"Is he Xu Cheng?"

Everyone looked at the blazing wooden stake for a while, and the atmosphere became dull.

"Xu Cheng, the soul-catching hand, is dead. We just left the city and didn't even see the saint." The bearded swordsman sighed:

"This Wu Qingxin is as cruel as the martial saint."

Everyone is not stupid, and naturally sees that Wu Qingxin's intention is to intimidate.

The death of a master, and an extremely tragic death, is naturally a deterrent.

"He was burned to death just now. Wu Qingxin deliberately controlled the burning speed of the Bone Corrosion Fire to make this person dying, attracting our intuition to come here." Qiao Mu said, he has quite a lot of experience in this matter.

"So when dealing with Wu Qingxin, you need to be careful and don't rely on force." Xingxuan envoy said:

"Once you are careless, you will turn into ashes just like Xu Cheng."

"Xu Cheng, the seducer, probably relied on his own force to pursue Wu Qingxin alone. My original intention was just to let him hold Wu Qingxin back, but I didn't expect it to be too late."

Xu Cheng was dead, but there were still many people in this team who had practiced the "Martial Holy Spirit Rhinoceros", so they just sighed for a while and then followed the guidance of their intuition and continued on their way.

As long as they were not dead, Wu Qingxin would not be able to escape.

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