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

Chapter 449

Above the clouds.

Jinlian Zhenren looked at the battlefield below and finally felt relieved.

As an elder who ranked first in the sect and reached the late stage of Yuanying, if he did not try to intervene, there would be few people in Xuelian Sect who could do anything.

Even the great elder of the sect would not be much stronger than him, but he had a higher status and more talismans and magic weapons.

"No matter what, we have finally got rid of the invading Qiao family..."

However, behind him, Bilian Zhenren's face was not very good.

In the past few days, she was the person in charge of negotiating the cooperation between the sect and Changsheng Sect's Changqing Zhenren.

In order to achieve a joint effort, Changqing Zhenren naturally emphasized the difficulty of the Qiao family.

One of them was....

The Qiao family has always been insidious and cunning. On the surface, they fight alone, but in fact they never act alone.

If a member of the Qiao family died suddenly, there would be an elder of the Qiao family, following the blood connection of the Qiao family, and suspected to have come through thousands of miles through the earth escape technique of the demon clan bloodline ability...

"How can you really do it..." Bilian Zhenren regretted it a little.

She deliberately didn't remind her of this matter just now, and she had the intention of making fun of Jinlian Zhenren in her heart.

But now that Qiao Qijin is really dead, she feels a little regretful.

This is a different time, when Jinlian Zhenren, who has the highest cultivation, died, she regretted it again.

Because she didn't know when, from behind the messy forest, another person with a similar appearance walked out.

Swish!

The air-breaking fist force instantly penetrated hundreds of thousands of meters, and Jinlian Zhenren was swallowed up in an instant.

The protective robe flashed and then exploded, and the fragments of the robe and the remains of the bones were shattered in the vast true energy like the waves.

"Brother Jinlian---" Bilian Zhenren exclaimed, and immediately turned into a light and flew away.

The quick reaction made Bai Lian Zhenren and others behind him stunned for a moment.

Bai Lian Zhenren hesitated for a moment, raised his hand, and gathered the remains of Jin Lian Zhenren in the air, and then turned into rainbow light and left.

Qiao Mu walked out of the forest, raised his fist and looked up at the sky.

His eyes fell on the fleeing Yuanying cultivators through the long distance, frowned slightly, but did not punch again.

It was not to let them go, nor was it to be careless, but... it was no longer necessary..

He raised his eyes again and looked at Wu Shengren.

At this time, Wu Shengren was still holding the corpse of Qiao Qijin.

In terms of wound self-healing, the Flesh and Blood Hundred Changes could not match Wu Qizhen's Flesh and Blood Thousand Changes.

As a supplement, if the flesh and blood of the strong are devoured with the Taotie Swallowing Heaven Technique, the purpose of tonic and recovery can also be achieved.

At this moment, his skin and flesh were spread out, and the broken bones pierced his skin. For ordinary people, it was indeed a serious injury. Even for the founder of flesh and blood, it was not an injury that could be easily healed.

But what he held in his hands was the body of Qiao Qijin.

"Is there another Qiao family member?"

The Martial Saint was not surprised.

It was not the first time he had seen the Qiao family, and he had naturally heard about the deeds of the Qiao family in the past few years.

If he regarded the Qiao family as a big enemy and thought about countermeasures, he would not be as prepared as the immortal monks at the beginning...

"It seems that you have been prepared." Qiao Mu said.

Death is not a common occurrence for him, but it is as natural as eating and shitting.

This mistake made him get a death rating of D (1*100), which is slightly higher than suicide.

He looked around and looked around.

At this moment, the Martial Saint held the body of Qiao Qijin, standing still, and his physical injuries were healing.

But under the index finger peak, footsteps gradually sounded.

Among these people.

There was the bearded swordsman Lao Hu who had been seen before.

There was a middle-aged gunman in a white robe holding a spear, a solemn and angry old monk, and a martial artist who looked like a handsome young man...

There were nine people in total.

No matter who they were, they all had a good temperament and were majestic.

A flash of white light, and the figure of the white-faced young man stepped into the air with his feet, and with the sound of the air exploding, his figure came gracefully.

His fists were like the wind, and between his two arms, he actually created a lot of fist shadows, as if there were seven or eight arms punching together.

Wu Qizheng and others naturally knew this body movement, it was the Eight Steps of the Heavenly Dragon.

Wu Qizheng frowned, and his eyes swept through these people:

"In the Wu Ji Club, there are still such a group of martial arts masters that I have never heard of?"

Wu Jing next to him shook his head.

"Neither you nor I have ever seen these people."

"Because they were warriors who died at the hands of the Martial Saint more than 30 years ago."

"But you should know their names."

Wu Qizhen was startled, and then his eyes swept over the nine warriors with good temperament, and he was a little enlightened.

More than 30 years ago, that is, ten years after the Alien War.

It was the ten-year sword fight between the Martial Saint and the top ten of the Kyushu Heroes List.

Except for the mysterious disappearance of the world's number one sword exiled immortal.

From the second to the tenth, a total of nine people, all died at the hands of the Martial Saint.

The top ten of the Tingchao Tower Hero List forty years ago were the ten super-class warriors who were unique in the world in the last era.

The Martial Saint who was not a super-class warrior at that time ranked eleventh.

The process of that fight has long been lost in history and unknown to the public. Wu Qizhen and others only know that the Martial Saint was the only winner.

Nine superb warriors, each holding a weapon, vaguely surrounded the arbor at a distance of tens of meters.

"Of course there is no resurrection of the dead in this world. These martial arts masters in the past have long since died." Wu Qizheng said with a frown:

"And the essence of these people is no different from the bearded swordsmen before. It's just that they have changed their appearance... um, 'granulation clones'."

"So, these are the 'human demons' wreaking havoc in Xizhou Fairyland?"

"Perhaps it can be regarded as the strongest martial arts masters of the previous generation in the hearts of martial saints..."

Thinking of this, Wu Qizheng thought and suddenly understood.

He looked at the scene in front of him again, only to find that it was clearly a repeat of the ten years of sword fighting thirty years ago.

"Is this the script of Wu Shengren?" he said to himself:

"When the ten-year agreement was fulfilled, I heard that among the nine people, there were one or two who had regrets, and some who were determined to die generously... No matter what their attitude was, the final result was achievement. The only winner.

The last survivor is not one person, but a collection of the most powerful martial artists, shouldering all their long-cherished wishes..."

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"Whether it's the Wu Sheng Sheng Rhinoceros Technique or the Taotie Devouring Heaven Technique, they are all methods of sharpening iron with iron and refining gods with gods."

Wu Qizheng is also one of the seventy-two sages, so he is naturally very familiar with Wu Sheng Sheng Rhinoceros.

"A martial arts master with a pure and unified martial arts will, such as the Martial Saint, should not have as many as nine powerful and extraordinary flesh sprout clones like now. This is not normal."

The goal of sharpening iron with iron is to sharpen the sharpest edge.

So you will end up with just one blade instead of as many as ten or even nine.

Wu Shengren was a blade before, but now he is not.

"It seems that my previous speculation was not wrong." Wu Qizheng squinted his eyes, and suddenly felt a little complicated:

"There is never any perfect saint or perfect person in this world."

"Everyone living in this world of flesh and blood is a mortal after all."

Today, he has seen the weakness of Wu Shengren, but he also feels inexplicable sadness in his heart.

"Now that we're in the game, let's take action." Wu Shengren looked at the nine former superb warriors around him, and then looked at Qiao Mu.

With a shake of his hand, a thin silk book flew through the air and got stuck on the side of the tree like a blade, on the trunk of the forest.

Submit a letter to "Taotie Devouring Heaven".

It was only ten steps away from the arbor.

In this ten-step distance, nine former martial arts masters were separated.

Then I heard Wu Shengren's voice continuing to say indifferently:

"The one who can survive to the end is the Martial Saint."

The descendant who has gone furthest on the path of Taotie is Wu Qiankun, who is number one on the God List.

Further forward, there are martial saints who have reached an unprecedented level in martial arts and spiritual cultivation.

So, what about the Qiao family, who are known for their mystery?

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High in the sky.

Master Bilian held the jade talisman of communication in his hand and flew away in the form of a rainbow.

Master Bai Lian and Master Black Lotus followed closely behind.

"Senior Sister Bilian was right when she said that a thousand-mile embankment collapsed in an ant nest."

"Senior sister, let me go with you to see the headmaster."

The look on Master Bilian's face looked slightly better.

She also remembered that this junior sister she had become friends with had spoken to her just now, and her face looked better, but she still snorted coldly:

"Since you want to go with me, let's put away Senior Brother Jinlian's body first. What's the point of catching it in your hands?"

She took up the escape light and flew by, but suddenly there was a flash of light.

Master Bilian trembled all over and looked at the palm that passed through her chest from behind.

A surging suction force emerged from her palm, and her chest quickly shriveled up, like a dead branch of a tree. Finally, it even sunk inward, and her muscles and bones began to twist.

"Bai Lian, you----" Master Bi Lian was furious. He waved his hand in a hurry and blasted a thunderbolt from his palm, electrocuting Master Bai Lian until his skin was blackened.

But outside of the scorched blackness, the face of Master Bai Lian slowly squirmed and changed.

It transformed into a familiar man's face.

"Senior Brother Heilian, save----"

Her cries for help ended abruptly.

Because she saw the two masters of Heilian, both looking at her expressionlessly, without any movement.

"There's no point in being anxious." What came out of Master Bai Lian's mouth was a cold man's voice:

"Do you think the other immortal cities and the Blood Lotus Sect are intact..."

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"Eight-Armed Tianlong Fist!"

Qiao Mu waved his fists like the wind, fist to fist, and waved his two arms to create an eight-armed phantom, fighting against the super master Eight-Armed Tianlong.

This Eight-Armed Heavenly Dragon is not the resurrection of the dead. It is the Eight-Armed Heavenly Dragon that is the clone of Wu Shengren. In fact, its strength is far superior to that of the former Eight-Armed Heavenly Dragon.

However, even if it is the same set of Taizu Changquan, it will have different power when used by different people.

With five thousand years of true strength like the vast ocean in his body, the same boxing technique was unleashed, directly punching away the Eight-Armed Tianlong himself, the founder of this boxing technique, and his figure flew backwards for dozens of meters.

But this is not a one-on-one fight. While Qiao Mu's old strength has gone and new strength has yet to emerge, the Spear Saint in white has arrived.

The Spear Saint's spear is the Hundred Birds Chao Feng Spear.

The last trick he realized in his later years was the skill of sacrificing his body with a heart like a raging fire, Jingwei filling the sea.

At this moment, a little bit of cold light appeared first, but when the gun came out, that little bit of cold light turned into red sparks, piercing the air with the potential to start a prairie fire.

"Transform, transform, transform, transform, transform!" Qiao Mu's body turned like a top, and the human-sized King Qin sword in his hand moved along with the Spear Saint's spear. Then, with a sudden shock, he took the Spear Saint with him. The gun flew out and hit the skinny old monk who was rushing towards him, making a thumping sound like gold and stone.

Qiao Mu took a step forward, and with a flicker of his body, he stepped out of the circle surrounded by these people.

"Forty years ago, the previous generation of martial arts, from second to tenth, plus martial arts saints, there were ten people in total, but there was still one missing."

Qiao Mu held the King of Qin Sword in his hand, and the vast true power of five thousand years surged in.

"The Heaven-Destroying Sword Technique!"

The human-shaped sword drew a large circle in front of him, which was the proud sword skill of the former best swordsman in the world.

As soon as the long sword comes out, I am invincible. The pinnacle of human martial arts skills is to devote everything to one sword!

Zheng!

Amidst the clang of the sword, a dazzling sword light was like thunder that cut through the dark clouds, seeming to light up the whole world.

When Wu Qizheng and others took a closer look, he saw a substantial and narrow sword mark still remaining in the air, as if the invisible air had been cut open, leaving clear traces of the slash.

Divided into two parts along with the air, there are also the physical bodies of the nine most powerful martial artists from previous generations.

Even the Martial Saint behind him, who was recovering from his injuries, was almost cut in half by this narrow sword light.

At this moment, almost only Qiao Mu was still standing on the field.

It's just that with the sword-cutting technique, I am invincible, and the enemy is invincible. After using up everything with one sword, Qiao Mu has naturally reached the edge of exhaustion of energy and spirit. He only moved forward step by step with the humanoid King Qin Sword. .

In the eyes of Wu Qizheng and Wu Jing, they saw Qiao Mu walking to the page of the silk book floating on the ground and picking it up casually.

"Is this...will it end like this?" Wu Qizheng couldn't help but have this thought in his mind:

"The sword-fighting technique of slashing the sky will kill everyone with one sword. The Qiao family will reenact the ten years of sword debate thirty years ago and give birth to a new 'martial arts saint', a martial arts saint named Qiao?"

But Qiao Mu picked up the page of the silk book and glanced at it casually.

His face was pale, and his body, which originally contained boundless energy and blood, now showed signs of dryness, but he smiled lightly without caring.

"I like martial arts."

"But I don't like the rules you set."

He let go of his palm and let the page of the silk book in his hand fall to the ground.

The King of Qin sword in his hand also fell to the ground with a clang, and he sat on the ground, his signs of life rapidly weakening, and he died of exhaustion.

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