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

"If a person like you really defeats the immortals, can he really create peace for all eternity?"

These words directly made Jade Faced Feilong and others sweat.

Just listening to it, I couldn't help but feel my heart beat faster, for fear that the Martial Saint would become furious in the next second and suck the tree dry.

On the contrary, Wu Shengren listened, but still had that calm expression on his face.

"For a long time, no one dared to point at my nose and curse." He also smiled slightly.

"The world now only knows my reputation as a Martial Saint, but they don't know that a Martial Saint is not born as a Martial Saint."

There were ripples in his deep pool-like gaze.

"Forty years ago, I was not a martial sage, but a first-class military general, number one in the world. In terms of personal force alone, the top ten masters in the world at that time were all above me."

As the saying goes, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts.

Ranking among warriors is inherently difficult.

If there really is a recognized list of heroes, and there is a top ten recognized by all warriors in the world, then the strength of the top ten must far exceed that of the eleventh.

Therefore, in the old martial arts world forty years ago, martial saints were far from being called the leaders of martial arts.

If there is a person who has been the strongest since birth and has been invincible all the way, then either he is in a well, or he is hanging on the wall.

The world is a big place, and there are countless smart people wherever you go. Wu Shengren was not the strongest back then.

"After the Alien War, I gave up my official position and fled into the folk martial arts world. After creating the "Martial Holy Spirit Rhinoceros", I immediately found the top ten most powerful martial arts masters in the world and met them."

"In addition to describing the power of strangers, I also did one more thing." Wu Shengren said calmly:

"I taught them the complete "Martial Spirit Rhinoceros Technique" and agreed to a decisive battle ten years later."

"The only winner in ten years will be the Martial Saint."

As soon as these words came out.

Jade-faced Feilong and others felt their hair standing on end, and they were completely speechless.

The initial reaction was one of shock and surprise.

If I heard Wu Qingxin say before that Wu Shengren taught three thousand disciples, he was using everyone to achieve his own success, playing a game of raising gu.

So when I listen to it now, I have a different feeling.

It turns out that this Martial Saint’s game of raising gu is not the first time.

Even the Martial Saint himself is only the strongest Gu insect among them.

No....he's not the strongest.

In the ten-year battle between the strongest martial artists forty years ago, he was the weakest one.

He didn't swing the knife at the weaker ones, but pointed the butcher knife at himself, forcing himself to fight to the death with the strongest people of the year.

The person who survives to the end will become a martial saint.

Wu Shengren is not a chosen one.

Over the years, more than the top ten warriors, three thousand disciples, and one hundred thousand robes have died beside him and by his hands?

He is not one, but many.

He is the epitome of martial arts in the past era and a collection of the most powerful martial arts masters in the past era.

After the initial shock and surprise, Jade-faced Feilong and others felt a kind of coldness and fear that penetrated into their bones.

It turns out that the top ten heroes on the list did not die at the hands of immortal cultivators, but at the hands of Wu Shengren, and they were probably killed in the same way as Wu Qingxin.

No wonder the martial arts saint who was number one in the world forty years ago could become a saint through martial arts and single-handedly destroy the old martial arts world...

And if someone like Wu Shengren, who is burdened with many secrets and has a deep scheming mind, reveals the secrets from many years ago in front of them one day, then they will probably die...

"Everyone among the top ten in the world could be a martial saint, but I only survived to the end."

"This is the principle of my Martial Saint." Martial Saint lowered his eyelids and looked down at the trees below him.

"So, what's your point?"

My reason?

Qiao Mu was silent for a moment.

This martial saint was more determined and powerful than any character he had encountered before.

This kind of power is not the power of force, but the power of mind and character.

Regardless of whether what he does is right or wrong, he is unwavering in it. Such a character cannot shake his mind by talking about it.

"My principle is morality." Facing the towering mountain-like Martial Saint, Qiao Mu said solemnly:

"People with lofty ideals and benevolence do not seek life to harm their benevolence, but they sacrifice themselves to achieve benevolence."

"You talk about your reasons, but what I see is that you did not sacrifice. What you sacrificed were the top ten warriors in the world, your three thousand disciples and one hundred thousand robes."

"Then why doesn't Martial Saint die?"

This statement is heartbreaking.

Qiao Mu did not fully believe Wu Shengren's beautiful words, because his hands were stained with blood.

Jade-faced Feilong and others subconsciously glanced at the majestic Martial Saint, but they saw him narrowing his eyes slightly without any expression on his face.

Qiao Mu took a deep breath.

After thinking about it, after this period of time, the physical fear he had before was gradually suppressed, and his feet gradually became less heavy.

Qiao Mu will not miss every opportunity to commit suicide and gain high-quality death.

Under the incredulous gazes of the Jade-faced Feilong and others, Qiao Mu raised his energy and clenched his fists, then faced the Martial Saint whose body was as towering as a hill, and took the starting position of the Changsheng Fist.

"The principles of a warrior are not what you say, but what you learn with your fists." He said in a deep voice:

"You are strong and you are reasonable."

"I am weak and I am guilty."

"Then let's see if it's your Martial Saint's principles or my Qiao Zhong's principles that are right."

"You want to challenge me?" Wu Shengren smiled. He was laughing, and the corners of his mouth almost reached the base of his ears, revealing two rows of forty white teeth.

"Then..." He took steps and stood at the door of the Holy Girl Temple.

The faint moonlight fell on his shoulders, as if his body was glowing slightly, making his figure look more like an immortal than a god.

He gently moved his fingers towards the arbor:

"Come up and lead me to death."

Under the moonlight, the two people stood opposite each other, with their bodies larger and smaller, in sharp contrast.

Qiao Mu's body is already in his sixties. Although he is obviously much stronger than an ordinary sixty-year-old man, he also looks thin and thin under Wu Shengren's hill-like body.

Under the moonlight, the sixty-year-old man, who looked thin, also imitated Wu Shengren's movements and objected to Wu Shengren gently twitching his fingers:

"Come down and let me lead you to death."

Chapter 94 Wu Shengren and the Qiao Family (3k

Under night.

Wu Shengren walked slowly into the not-so-large Saintess Temple. With a palm like a cattail leaf, the roof of the temple was easily overturned, and the statue of the Saintess also fell to the ground and collapsed.

He took a step forward, his huge body squeezed into the small temple, and sat on the shrine, resting his chin on one hand, quietly waiting for Qiao Mu's challenge.

Qiao Mu did not take action immediately, but first adjusted his breathing on his own. He had been burned by Lihuo and had used Heavenly Demon Disintegration, so his physical condition was not good to begin with.

Not only the arbor, but also the jade-faced flying dragon behind was in slightly better condition.

Although Wu Shengren's previous sword attack killed Li Huo, it also left them with blood all over their bodies and serious injuries.

"What should we do now? Run?" someone suggested quietly.

"Run? How could he possibly run away? This time he boarded Wu Shengren's pirate ship. There was no chance of survival." The jade-faced flying dragon just smiled bitterly.

They witnessed Wu Shengren sucking Wu Qing's heart into a human being under the moonlight. This evil demon behaved like a cannibal. They also heard Wu Shengren talk about the secrets of the past, and they knew that they would definitely die.

You must know that these warriors who have practiced the "Martial Holy Spirit Rhinoceros", like Wu Qingxin before and Qiao Zhong who is about to face Wu Shengren now, are the food of Wu Shengren!

"Immortals eat people because they want to save face. People in the world are poor but can still live; Wu Sheng eats people..." They couldn't help but look at Wu Qingxin's body in the forest.

This immortal saint with a cold temperament now had almost only a thin piece of human skin wrapped around her bones. Her death was horrifying, which made them, who were accustomed to seeing the dead, feel horrified.

After facing Wu Shengren directly, the fear of Wu Shengren in their hearts even surpassed that of the aloof immortal.

"Jade-faced Feilong, if the Martial Saint really has the world in mind, then why does Qiao Zhong want to challenge the Martial Saint again? Isn't this looking for death?"

A warrior with a broken arm asked.

His arm was cut off by Wu Shengren's sword. At this moment, his face was pale due to blood loss, and he fell to the ground.

In addition to the jade-faced flying dragon, there are two other warriors alive at this moment.

Among them, the Jade Faced Flying Dragon had the highest martial arts and the most extensive experience, so he subconsciously asked at this time.

"Didn't you listen to what Qiao Zhong said?" The jade-faced flying dragon sighed.

Regardless of whether the Jade Faced Feilong or the other two surviving warriors can reach the fourth or fifth level, they naturally have a lot of experience and will not believe whatever the martial saint says.

Regardless of the deeds, the deeds of the martial saint are more cruel than the immortals.

After finishing his meal and wiping his mouth clean, he turned around and said that he had been dormant for forty years and had a big plan and was preparing to save the world. Who would believe it?

They didn't believe it, and naturally neither did Qiao Mu.

It’s human nature to have doubts.

After all, not long after Qiao Mu came to this world, a friend named Guo kindly told him the truth about what he meant and what he meant.

"Qiao Zhong did not argue with Wu Shengren about the right or wrong of his reasoning, because he knew that a figure like Wu Shengren could not be persuaded by words. What he was questioning was Wu Shengren's humanity."

"That's why he said: A person with lofty ideals and a benevolent person will not harm his benevolence by seeking life, but he will kill himself to achieve benevolence."

A martial saint whose hands were stained with blood and who killed many people at every turn was obviously hard for them to trust.

After all, judging from the information known to Jade-Faced Feilong, Qiao Mu and others, the person who made the sacrifice was never the Martial Saint.

certainly.

Wu Shengren didn't care whether Jade Face Feilong and others trusted him or not.

At this time, Qiao Mu also finished adjusting his breath and walked towards the Martial Saint who was sitting upright like a mountain in the ruined temple.

The Jade-faced Feilong and others opened their eyes wide and took in his back.

How easy is it for a worm to shake a tree? This old man who is over sixty years old cannot be the opponent of that martial arts myth.

They knew that after Qiao Mu was eaten and wiped clean by Wu Shengren, it would be their turn.

Ever since Wu Shengren revealed his identity, they knew that they had no chance of survival. Now they have not ended up with the same fate as Wu Qingxin. It's just that Qiao Mu is too eye-catching and attracted Wu Shengren's attention.

However, he will soon die.

"Qiao Zhong, do you want weapons?" At this time, a voice sounded from behind the forest. It was the Xingxuan envoy speaking.

Xing Xuan Envoy has been watching from the beginning to the end. He has never intervened in the battle and watched silently. This is the first time he has spoken out.

"Lance, or sword." Qiao Mu said.

His weapons had long been distorted and deformed by Wu Qing's burning heart, and they were no longer usable.

A spear came through the air, and Qiao Mu reached out to catch it.

He took a deep breath, took a sharp step forward, and rushed forward like an arrow from the string. The spear in his hand flashed past like a cold star under the night.

Ding.

The tip of the spear rested on the tip of Wu Shengren's index finger.

In the flash of lightning, Wu Shengren just stretched out a finger to block the blow.

The fourth-grade warrior's full thrust failed to pierce the skin of the martial saint's fingertips, leaving not even a white mark.

"Come again!"

Qiao Mu held a spear in his hand, cocking the spear and stabbing again.