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

Chapter 398

Bang.

Qiao Jinyin's bloody corpse fell down, causing the wooden platform to collapse, and fell in front of the crowd.

The crowd let out an "ah" sound and took a few steps back in shock, revealing a circle of open space.

After all, Xue Changhe was the top martial arts master who once topped the rankings. If he no longer hesitated, Qiao Jinyin would naturally have no chance of surviving.

"What's going on?"

The drunk bandit Zhang Kui had also finished his drink at this moment, but he was immediately attracted by the movement here.

I ran over and took a closer look. Most of the drunkenness I had before suddenly woke up, and I felt much more awake.

"Grandmaster Qiao, was he beaten to death?"

At first everyone was still surprised.

But some smart people soon made a judgment based on Qiao Jinyin's strength that was obviously not comparable to the rumors.

"What is Grandmaster Qiao? Didn't you listen to what the Blood Changhe said? This is a fake!"

"ah?"

"Then the hundred taels of silver I spent to learn boxing...refund!"

"Qiao Jinyin from the Qiao family outside is fake, but Qiao Xinxin inside is the real one?"

Everyone pondered for a moment, their eyes moving back and forth between the collapsed wooden platform and the burning immortal statue in the Taoist temple.

Separated by a wall.

The contrast is as vast as a world of difference.

Although Qiao Jinyin is a charlatan, he does have some skills, and he can chat and laugh with the master of the city without showing any timidity.

On the high platform, he talked about the Qiao family's magical skills and martial arts and boxing principles without feeling guilty or blushing.

It even made many martial artists with good martial arts doubt themselves, thinking that their level was too low and they couldn't understand Qiao Jinyin's magical skills of the Qiao family.

It's just that when the fake meets the real, the gap is really like a chasm.

"The fake Qiao family teaches martial arts on high platforms on the streets and talks about some specious Huajin boxing principles; the real Qiao family has quietly gone to Taoist temples to burn incense and kill immortals."

"If it is really the Qiao family, what is the use of worrying about the one hundred taels of boxing money in our pockets?"

"That's right. If he was really the old grandmaster of the Qiao family, how could he be easily beaten to death by Xue Changhe?"

"What you said makes sense..." Everyone commented.

Xue Changhe stood on the wooden platform with his fists closed. He couldn't help but hold his forehead after hearing the words.

What the hell?

Anyone who can be beaten to death by his blood is a fake?

Although Xue Changhe already knew the gap between him and Qiao Jiawufu, when he heard everyone talking like this, he couldn't help but put his hand on his forehead.

At this time, Qiao Jinyin's body fell onto the wooden platform.

The burly men who had been surrounding him for a show of appearance had already dispersed when the situation turned bad.

There were only a few big men with bruised noses and swollen faces, still holding their necks stubbornly and saying in a rough voice:

"The teacher you beat to death, Mr. Qiao Jinyin, is old after all. It's not really your ability to defeat him."

"We will remember this grudge. When our senior sister comes, we will come and learn your clever tricks from the Blood Patriarch!"

After saying these harsh words, the big man immediately grabbed Qiao Jinyin's body and ran away in a hurry.

And senior sister?

Xue Changhe only thought it was funny and didn't care at all.

With his status and martial arts skills, it would be a bit embarrassing to be on the same stage with a charlatan like Qiao Jinyin.

Now that I have calmed down, how can I be afraid of senior sister...

He shook his head secretly, used Qinggong to jump up from the high platform, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, not paying attention to this person at all.

"Are they trying to run away?" Qian Captou looked stiff.

"Senior Sister, are you just spreading suspicion? Qiao Jinyin's scam has been exposed, and these people have defrauded these people here. It's not an exaggeration to be beaten to death by the people of Fucheng..."

These disciples of Qiao Jinyin are outsiders and can run away, but as a local like him, he has been living in this city for these years, where can he run?

I'm afraid it's inevitable that Qiao Jinyin's disciple will be ruined and be regarded as a scheming collaborator...

Qian Liantou raised his head and looked into the Taoist temple separated by a wall. The flames were gradually rising upwards, and his face was ashen.

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Separated by a wall, in front of the main hall of the Taoist temple.

The flames in the giant cauldron were burning brightly, and the flames were getting bigger and bigger.

In the flame, there are two bodies, one big and one small.

One is Chiyang Immortal, and the other is also Chiyang Immortal.

The large circle of Taoist priests who had come around had turned pale, even green.

First, the statue of Chiyang Immortal was smashed and used as firewood to be burned in a cauldron.

Then a rainbow light appeared in the sky, and it was Chiyang Immortal himself who came driving the magic weapon.

Who would have thought...that one day, I would be able to see a wooden statue of an immortal being burned together with the deity himself?

This scene cannot be said to be horrifying, it can only be said to be simply mind-numbing.

"blasphemy... what on earth are you going to do?" someone among the Taoist priests asked in horror.

Qiao Mu turned to look at him.

Two years of changes occurred in Nanzhou. The Nanwang uprising almost captured the entire Nanzhou. At the same time, he also took up the banner of conquering immortals in Nanzhou to fight against the Xuantian Sect.

As a result, this Taoist temple only had a plaque changed, but the statue of the immortal enshrined inside remained unchanged.

"I want to ask Qiao Xunxin, what do you want to do?" Qiao Mu lowered his eyelids and said in a calm and calm voice:

"Let King Nan come and talk to me."

He pointed at the red sun immortal statue burning sideways in the giant cauldron.

"If I don't see the King of the South before this incense burns out..."

He didn't finish his words.

But the meaning was clear.

Although the voice was calm, it was like thunder, lingering in the wild.

The servants all changed color and dared not step forward. They just stood there from a distance, watching the slowly burning statue in the giant cauldron, sweating all over.

The nine major immortal gates attach great importance to the Taoist temples in the mortal cities.

Incense is now an indispensable cornerstone for the practice of immortals, and this Qiao Xixin swaggered into the Taoist temple to burn the statue and kill the monks, which would undoubtedly anger the immortal gate.

And what he wanted was just to talk to the King of the South?

The bandit Zhang Kui stood at the door of the Taoist temple, looking at the back of the figure standing in front of the burning giant cauldron from a distance, and his eyes slowly widened.

The remaining drunkenness before was completely swept away at this moment.

Others don't know the twists and turns of the matter, but he knows it.

Since Qiao Xin and Qiao Xixin arrived in Nanzhou.

Wang Songhe has been avoiding the Qiao family, but he has been trying to win over Qiao Jinyin and support him, so that he has been very successful in the city.

"The temper of this senior Qiao Xinxin is the same as that of Qiao Sen and his son in Yancheng. They are from the same family and have the same blood..."

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The bandit Zhang Kui sighed.

Even a rough and rough bandit like him could sense the twists and turns behind Wang Songhe's incident. He was just wondering about it but couldn't figure it out, so he had to drink in the restaurant.

But Qiao Xixin was fine.

The Southern King avoided him, and he didn't care about the mess behind it.

He didn't bother to find the Southern King, but directly destroyed the Xuantian Sect's incense Taoist temple.

This time, it wasn't Qiao Xixin who was looking for the Southern King who had been avoiding him for many days.

But the matter got out of hand, and the Southern King who was controlled by the immortal sect Zhao An had to come to see Qiao Xixin immediately.

"Brother, is he coming?"

The bandit Zhang Kui had this thought in his mind, and he couldn't help but feel a little bit of expectation:

He also wanted to know what Wang Songhe, who tried every means to avoid the Qiao family, would look like when he met the real Qiao family...

At this time.

The collapsed wooden platform outside the Taoist temple and Qiao Jinyin who was beaten to death in the street were almost ignored.

Everyone's attention was focused on the Taoist temple that was burning fiercely.

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In a spherical water mirror, the fire in the Taoist temple was raging and the smoke was rising into the sky.

The picture was quickly enlarged, and the burning statue of the Red Sun Immortal and the body of the Red Sun Immortal could be clearly seen inside.

"In recent years, these mortals who are trying to shake the trees with ants are endless..."

On a misty mountain, a white-haired old Taoist was furious, and there seemed to be flashes of lightning in his eyes.

This is a majestic old Taoist who is intimidating without anger. His Taoist name is Tian Xing. He is the elder in charge of punishment in Xuantian Sect. Among all the elders, his cultivation ranks second, second only to the great elder Jiuyang of Xuantian Sect.

Two years ago, after Emperor Yonghe worshipped the gods, Xuantian Sect was suppressed by the other eight major immortal sects.

The original headmaster of Zhongzhou, the Xuantian Daojun of this generation, was also injured after this incident, and even the sect's treasure Tianwu Mirror was taken away, which seriously damaged his vitality.

In the past two years, Xuantian Daojun has basically been in seclusion to heal his injuries and has become a hands-off boss.

And the elder Tianxing, who is in charge of punishment, can actually be regarded as the second most important person in the sect.

When Qiao Mu broke into the Taoist temple in Heyang Prefecture City and burned the statue of the immortal as firewood, this scene was naturally seen by the elder Tianxing.

"It's really too restless, and it's still necessary to take action." Elder Tianxing's face was gloomy:

"This kind of mortals, learning some mortal martial arts, are arrogant when they get too excited, and really dare to compete with us... or I killed too few at the beginning."

Elder Tianxing is not unfamiliar with mortal warriors.

Two years ago, the "Martial Saint", the strongest martial artist among mortal warriors, was so arrogant in the Taoist temple next to the sect, but in the end he died under his thunderbolt, and not even his bones were left.

Although there was news of this person walking in the world later, it seems that there is something fishy.

Doesn't Elder Tianxing know whether he is dead or not?

"Tianxing, don't be anxious." Elder Sun, who was sitting next to him, said:

"This person is called Qiao Xixin, and he is indeed quite capable..."

After the cultivators devoted themselves to the immortal way, most of them took their own Taoist names and abandoned their secular names, but there were also a few people like Elder Sun.

"Qiao Xixin?"

This name made all the cultivators on the mountain stagnate slightly.

"So it was this person. Some time ago, the Qiao family made a big fuss in Southeast Province... It seems that Yunxiao Sect is also involved in this matter?" An elder spoke up.

No wonder he didn't think too much.

Some time ago, Xuantian Sect did suffer a loss at the hands of Yunxiao Sect.

"The head of Yunxiao Sect is an old man with deep scheming. He faked his death in the hands of the mortal warrior 'Qiao Xin', or faked his death under the sword of Zhongzhou people's Wang Jian."

"As a result, when we rushed to Southeast Province, he killed us back and killed a Yuanying elder..." Everyone looked ugly:

"Is this another calculation of the head of Yunxiao Sect?"

"Humph, even if the head of Yunxiao Sect came in person, he would die if he disturbed my incense place." Elder Tianxing snorted coldly, very angry.

Elder Sun was relatively calm and said:

"Didn't Qiao Xixin say he wanted to talk to the Southern King?"

"Then let him go and talk."

"Yao Yang?" Elder Sun looked at a Taoist priest with white eyebrows in the crowd.

"Southern King Songhe is your disciple, and you are the one who handled the Southern King's affairs."

"Yes, then I should go and kill this beast." Elder Yao Yang stood up.

He was in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and was not outstanding among the elders of Xuantian Sect.

The only thing he was outstanding about was not fighting, but the method of refining medicine.

"If you want to kill someone, why do you need to go?" Elder Sun said indifferently.

The Taoist priest Chiyang killed by Qiao Xixin was the Golden Core Deacon of Xuantian Sect.

Although this matter was not small, it did not necessarily require the elders of the sect to take action personally.

The main reason was that Qiao Xixin was suspected to have the shadow of the head of Yunxiao Sect behind him.

"Find out about this person's true and false, if you can find out the twists and turns, or find out about the Yunxiao Sect in Southeast Province... I don't want you to go and fight."

"I understand." Yao Yang Zhenren stood up and turned into a rainbow and left.

Elder Sun didn't say anything, but just looked at the water mirror suspended in the air again.

The elders of the immortal sect are powerful and are the backbone of the immortal sect. It's not that everything can move the Yuanying elders.

Let Yao Yang Zhenren go, or because this matter may be related to the Yunxiao Sect.

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Yunxiao Sect in Southwest Province.

The head of the Yunxiao Sect was resting his mind in the cave, and suddenly he had an idea:

"Someone is plotting against me again..."

He was about to count with his fingers, but then he sighed slightly and gave up the idea.

"Forget it, there are so many people who are thinking about me now, is there any need to count..."

The original head of the Yunxiao Sect is already dead.

When this Dharma body was being refined, it had been supplemented with the spirits of a thousand Jingwei half-demons, so it had a little bit of the magical power of the Jingwei bird, which could forcibly prolong life. Even the other eight immortal sects' Daojuns who had reached the state of transformation could not do this, or even think of it.

But the original body was dead, and only the Dharma body was left, so it was naturally a rootless duckweed.

Not to mention that the power was reduced by one point, but in the last thirty days, he was gradually weakening every day, his spiritual wisdom was dusty, and his power was constantly declining.

The first few days.

His Dharma body relied on the mountain protection formation to avoid the detection of other immortal sects' cultivators, and could also exert power no less than that of the original body in the state of transformation, continuously killing many Yuanying elders, shocking the immortal sects, and creating the illusion that the original body was safe and sound.

And now...

"It's better to save some mana." The head of the Yunxiao Sect closed his eyes and rested his mind.

The thirty days of life extension time have come to the last seven days, the last moment.

After seven days, the weakness of the Yunxiao Sect will be exposed, and the news that he, the head of the immortal sect, was killed by a mortal will be "dispelled" once again...

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