And this actually meets Qiumu's expectations.
He didn't really intend to join forces with Daozhen.
Daozhen and Daoxu are obviously disciples of the Da Dao Sect, and they are the only ones who are close to them.
Two people were fighting at Caishikou, and it seemed like a fierce fight, but the casualties were actually mortals. The two of them were just fighting to learn from each other, not a fight of life and death.
As a mortal in the eyes of immortal cultivators, what qualifications do I have to join forces with Daozhen to fight against Daoxu, who is also a disciple of the Da Dao Sect
According to common sense, it would be almost enough for the two of them to kill Qiumu together.
But Daozhen himself was a little different. Qiao Mu had dealt with him several times when he was imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison as Qiao Zhong, and had some understanding of this person's character.
"Qiao Shuanglin, you are quite brave. I wonder how you, a mere ordinary warrior, can join forces with me?" Daozhen said with a faint smile.
As soon as these words came out, Daoxu was the first to react. Her eyebrows were raised and her expression was unhappy:
"Junior brother, are you really going to join hands with this mortal to punish a 'crazy woman' like me?"
"I dare not. But I think what Senior Sister did today was indeed inappropriate." Daozhen said with a calm face and a smile:
"I just don't want Senior Sister to make a big mistake and be severely punished by Master later, so I tried my best to stop her."
Qiao Mu narrowed his eyes and fell on Dao Zhen's face.
Although Daozhen looks a little more kind, he would not trust such a disciple of the Da Dao Sect.
It was obvious that although Daozhen said that he was considering the overall situation, he did not care too much about the life and death of these mortals. Otherwise, as an immortal cultivator, even if he was at a disadvantage, he would have many ways to protect the mortals fleeing from Caishikou.
Daozhen only looks differently at some tough mortals, so as long as Qiaomu dies a good death, Daozhen will stand on Qiaomu's side, watch Qiaomu's death, and open champagne to watch the show.
"Daozhen." Qiao Mu said lightly, with an arrogant tone:
"Did you misunderstand? I never said that you and I would join forces?"
"Oh?" Daozhen's eyes suddenly lit up.
He was not angry, but instead looked at Qiao Mu with higher regard.
Immortal practitioners often have a very high opinion of themselves, especially the disciples of the Da Dao Sect.
They are proud of their status and will not get angry because of a mantis baring its fangs and claws at them.
The more arrogant you are, the more likely Daozhen will look at you with respect.
"Daozhen, if you can't do it, then let me do it." Qiao Mu raised the corner of his mouth and said sarcastically:
"Since you can't even beat her, why don't you just stand aside and block the aftermath of the fight? Is that okay?"
Daozhen and Daoxu are in the same group. If they join forces, even if they have the advantage, they can only do so to a certain extent at most.
Qiao Mu didn't want to stop there, he wanted to send Daoxu on his way.
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Although he was very good at cultivating his qi and would not get angry easily, Qiao Shuanglin's words made him feel a little angry for the first time in a long time.
However, he quickly suppressed his anger and understood Qiao Mu's meaning:
"Let me lead the charge, and you fight me one-on-one?" He pulled the corner of his mouth and said with a smile:
"You want me to take charge of resisting the aftermath and protecting the people of your Great Yan Dynasty, right? You are beating around the bush and you have a lot on your mind."
"That's not impossible. After all, protecting the people of the imperial capital from disasters is also the responsibility of our Da Dao Sect."
His body slowly fell from the air with a warm smile on his face.
Daozhen had originally intended to observe Qiao Shuanglin on this trip, but his plan was interrupted by his senior sister Daoxu.
Now being able to witness the death of another member of the Qiao family with his own eyes would be a good show for him, so he naturally would not refuse.
But suddenly, a cold and hard voice sounded in the air.
"Daozhen, do you look like a junior brother?"
"As if I don't exist? Rock-paper-scissors decides who will deal with me?"
Daoxu was obviously extremely angry. His red Taoist robe fluttered in the wind and the black ice bead in his hand spun around. A stream of frost rippled out and pointed directly at Daozhen.
"The strongest among the ordinary warriors, that lunatic who called himself the Martial Saint, only fought and killed Qingyang, a disciple of Xuantian Sect who was in the middle stage of foundation building." She sneered:
"Thanks to him, from now on, I am afraid that those in the middle stage of foundation building will not be eligible to enjoy the status of a god in the Taoist temple."
"You don't really think... that the death of that Xuantian Sect loser at the hands of a martial saint means that you are qualified to challenge the immortals, right?"
She never took Qiao Mu, an ordinary warrior, seriously. From beginning to end, there was only Dao Zhen in his eyes.
But this moment.
"The demon disintegrates!"
Qiao Mu's figure came across the air, his figure blurred for a moment, and he took a few steps on the attic wall beside him, then rushed straight towards Daoxu.
As the demon disintegrated, Qiao Mu's blood almost boiled, and his eyes were fixed on Daoxu who was standing in the air.
"If only I could touch her..."
Warriors do not have as many fancy techniques as cultivators, and all their martial arts moves are inseparable from fists and weapons.
Although Qiao Mu tried to explode the Heavenly Demon Disintegration and throw a carrying pole, he was obviously unable to hurt Daoxu.
Then, we can only fight in close combat.
A warrior's strength lies in his physical body, and his forte is close combat.
As long as he could touch that void, Qiao Mu could fully unleash his strength and perform the Changsheng Fist which had reached the Triple Wave realm.
The Triple Wave Realm is a realm of boxing power that was only achieved by the head of the Qiao family in Heyang in the past. The three levels of power overlap like waves, thus unleashing several times the destructive power.
The way of immortality focuses on the soul, while the way of martial arts focuses on the body; each has its own emphasis.
Qiao Mu had personally witnessed how the Martial Saint killed the Taoist Qingyang, and he thought that as long as he could get close...
Qiao Mu's eyes were wide open with anger, and his body was like a sharp arrow breaking through the air, but he did not hit Daoxu in the air.
What came towards him was a frosty whirlwind covered with ice crystals. The ice crystals and frost hit his face like knives and swords, blowing his body crooked and cutting his flesh once again. The frost penetrated into his bones with a chilling feeling.
In an instant, he was thrown into the whirlwind, a layer of solid ice formed on his body surface again, and he fell from the air.
"Red Moon Blood Burning Technique, activate."
This is a secret method of explosion that Qiumu obtained from the Blood Moon Map. It is similar to the Disintegration of the Demon.
At this moment, he simultaneously unleashed the Crimson Moon Blood Burning Technique, and felt that the almost solidified blood in his body was burning fiercely, and a surge of new power was born from within his body.
Click, click.
He stretched out his arms, and the frost on his body shattered once again. He lightly tapped the ground with his feet, slightly bent his knees, and jumped up again.
His movements were so fast and light that they were almost invisible to the naked eye.
Hu Han, who was running away, couldn't help but look back, only to see Qiao Mu's figure flashing continuously. At one moment he was still on the ground, and in the next moment he had paused slightly on the outer wall of a roadside teahouse. The figure behind him blurred again and turned into a bloody afterimage.
With his eyesight as a fourth-rank warrior, he could hardly see clearly the traces of Qiao Mu's movement under the outbreak of the Heavenly Demon Disintegration and the Red Moon Blood Burning Technique.
But no matter how fast it is, it is still a flesh and blood body.
Daoxu held the black ice bead in his hand, stood in the air, and was in the eye of the storm.
If Qiao Mu wanted to get close, he had to use his flesh and blood body to rush into the bone-chilling cold wind.
He obviously failed, over and over again.
The so-called courage could not bring him any extra strength. He pounced again and again towards the red-robed female cultivator who was surrounded by a whirlwind, and then fell to the ground from the air with his body stiff and frosted.
Back and forth endlessly.
From Hu Han's perspective, this old man was like an old soldier who was tireless and unaware of pain. He fell to the bottom countless times, but charged forward again the next time.
This made him stop in his tracks, and his heart gradually became heavy.
And the old soldier's movements finally slowed down.
The injuries on his body became more and more serious, almost to the point of being completely bruised, and his movements became increasingly stiff, his joints had difficulty flexing and extending, and his speed dropped sharply.
The aftereffects of the Demon Disintegration and the Red Moon Blood Burning Technique gradually took effect. Almost all of Qiao Mu's blood was drained out and his movements became stiff.
"An ant trying to shake a tree is ridiculous and overestimating one's own abilities." Daoxu stood in the air with a sneer on his face:
"You were just talking nonsense, but unfortunately you didn't realize your own worth and lost your life in vain."
"Haha..." Qiao Mu was panting, a layer of light frost formed on his eyebrows, his hands and feet were stiff, and the only thing on his body that was still stubborn was his mouth, but he was also sneering:
"You think I am an ant trying to shake a tree, but I think I am Jingwei filling up the sea!"
Qiao Mu was about to die. At this moment, he was grinning in the cold wind, but his body eventually became stiff and covered with frost.
Daoxu's expression turned cold. She made a hand gesture and pointed casually at Qiao Mu's chest.
Qiao Mu was once again thrown into the whirlwind, his whole body covered with frost. With a touch of the finger from a distance, the frost on his body shattered into pieces.
His body, like the ice covering its surface, shattered into pieces and fell to the ground.
Only the head was still intact, with the corners of his mouth raised, still laughing.
The head fell from the sky, hit the ground with a plop, and rolled to the feet of a figure.
The figure looked up at the sky, then looked at a fallen wooden stake nearby.
At the top of the wooden stake was Qiao Zhong's head. As the Caishikou execution ground was destroyed, the wooden stake was blown away by the strong wind and now fell on the side of the street.
The two old heads of Qiao Zhong and Qiao Shuanglin both died with their eyes open, and at this moment their eyes happened to meet, complementing each other.
Qiao Shuanglin died at the age of 93.
Chapter 156 It’s time to visit friends from the past
Caishikou in the imperial capital.
Qin Shiqing looked down at the two heads at his feet with a calm expression.
"I thought I had to deal with this old and arrogant Qiao Shuanglin, but I didn't expect that he was involved in the fight between the immortals of the Dao Sect... Haha, this old man has such an arrogant temper, he deserves this disaster."
Qin Shiqing is in charge of the Imperial Capital's Heavenly Prison, and is also one of the strongest men who suppresses it. His martial arts skills have reached the first level of spirit refining.
He had been the executioner of Qiao Zhong before and had some impression of him.
On the night when Qiao Shuanglin killed the Sword Ghost, he made a bold statement that he would investigate the death of his son Qiao Zhong at Caishikou... How could Qin Shiqing and the Great Yan court not know about this? How could they allow him to speak so freely
So Qin Shiqing came here.
But he did not expect that Qiao Shuanglin was so troublesome. Before he arrived, Qiao Shuanglin's head and body were separated.
"This matter has been blown out of proportion. It's bad for the reputation of the Da Dao Sect." Qin Shiqing looked up at the sky.
With Qiao Mu's death, Daoxu once again set his sights on Daozhen, and the two cultivators fought again as if no one was around.
Then, a rainbow light broke through the sky from the north of the city and finally transformed into an immortal elder with white hair and beard, named Qingyi.
At this time, Caishikou was in a mess. The streets were empty and there were a few corpses on the ground, one of which was Qiao Mu.
After Qiao Mu died in battle, Elder Qingyi finally arrived.
His expression was indifferent as his eyes swept across the corpses on the ground and finally fell on Daoxu's face. His brows wrinkled slightly without being noticed.
"Daoxu... Have I spoiled you too much? You are so presumptuous this time." He glanced at Daozhen on the other side, and his spiritual sense swept over the two of them, and lowered his head slightly:
"Neither of them was injured in spirit or soul, and their moves were measured... Come with me."
Taoist Qingyi spread out his sleeves, and suddenly all the cold air and cold currents stopped abruptly, the sky became bright again, and the weather was clear and fresh.
The figures of Taoist Qingyi and his two disciples Daozhen and Daoxu have disappeared without a trace.
All that was left was the mess on the ground at Caishikou.
Qin Shiqing walked alone on the deserted street, his face also gloomy.
He had seen this Taoist Qingyi before, and the other party appeared and disappeared without saying a word to him, so the meaning was actually very clear.
That is, Taoist Qingyi of the Da Dao Sect did not actually take the Caishikou tragedy seriously.
Since Qin Shiqing, who is an official, was present, it was natural that he would be responsible for cleaning up the mess.
"Counting the bodies, the losses of the shops, and comforting the people affected by the disaster... this is what the Great Yan court should do, needless to say."
"As for the Da Dao Sect... this matter is neither big nor small. If it spreads, it will also damage the reputation of the sect."