Kill Me More Times, I’ll Become Invincible

Chapter 140: Section 140

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You know, in the eyes of the elders of the immortal sect, the identity of a warrior is naturally incomparable to any immortal cultivator, not to mention that Daozhen is not an ordinary sect disciple, but a disciple of Elder Qingyi.

It might be an anomaly to let Daozhen become the protector of a warrior like Qin Shiqing.

Although it is abnormal, it also shows the importance of Qin Shiqing in the eyes of Taoist Qingyi.

"Brother Luohan, come with me to Wan Ronghua's mansion tonight and wait for the opportunity." Qin Shiqing said.

Warriors naturally respect the strong. This Luohan is nominally a housekeeper, but now he is stronger than Qin Shiqing, so it is impossible for Qin Shiqing to really treat him as a servant and order him around.

"Well... I'm going too?" Luohan was stunned.

Qin Shiqing was so calm before, could it be that he regarded his breakthrough as a trump card

No wonder he is so confident, it turns out it’s because of his Arhat!

"Of course." Qin Shiqing smiled and said seriously:

"A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. I promised Wan Ronghua to get rid of the trouble of the Qiao family, but I didn't work for his wealth... Since we have to deal with the Qiao family, we must do our best to avoid troubles and risks."

"... That's true." Luohan looked a little strange, and he muttered in his heart:

"In fact, what you said makes sense. Is it because Qin Shiqing is favored by the Dao Sect that his mind is different from that of ordinary people?"

"I heard that his determination to attain enlightenment was extremely strong. In his early years, he was even willing to sacrifice his wife and children in order to attain enlightenment. Now it seems that he is truly extraordinary."

Luohan muttered to himself, and went out with Qin Shiqing, disappearing into the night.

...

Outside Wan Ronghua’s mansion.

Qiao Mu stood on the eaves of the small building, overlooking the busy scene of guards patrolling inside the Wan Mansion.

"The security is quite tight. Did they get spooked and leak the news at some point?"

Qiao Mu naturally didn't know that this was because Fang Fang's frame-up of Fang Yuan had alarmed Wan Ronghua, making him like a frightened bird and ordering the guards to be on martial law.

But it doesn't matter.

Anyway, Qiumu had no plan to get out alive.

As long as Wan Ronghua can be killed, what does it matter if we are discovered

Qiao Mu originally wanted to imitate what he did when he visited his good friend Guo's house and go to the kitchen to grab a bite of the tongue first, but now it seems that sneaking in slowly is impossible.

Then, the only option is physical infiltration.

He bent his knees slightly, leaped up, and his figure blurred for a moment before disappearing on the spot, leaving only a gust of night wind.

The Shadow Step is a light skill of a thief. Now Qiao Mu has focused his training on the Shadow Step and has reached a perfect level.

The ground fell and the window broke, both without a sound.

Even the guards on patrol did not notice the blurry shadow passing by.

The internal energy under his feet burst out, and Qiao Mu's body shuttled through the Wanfu like the wind. At the same time, countless sounds of wind, voices and footsteps could be heard.

"Wan Ronghua... is in the wing room on the east side of the backyard."

Qiao Mu's ears moved, and he leaped up and landed lightly on the eaves, taking out a stone in his hand.

Inside the wing room.

Wan Ronghua was sitting quietly on the armchair, looking a little impatient, and was saying something to his concubine Fang Fang beside him.

Qiao Mu had never properly practiced the techniques of using hidden weapons, but with his martial arts skills at this level, with the infusion of internal energy, even picking leaves or flying flowers could hurt people, let alone a stone

Holding his breath, Qiao Mu moved his hand and threw the stone in his hand.

The stone blurred into an afterimage in the air, and made a sharp sound of breaking through the air, pointing directly at Wan Ronghua.

It just happened in a flash.

A hand reached out from the side and held the stone in the palm of its hand.

In front of Wan Ronghua in the room, there suddenly appeared a standing figure.

Qiao Mu seemed to have seen this figure before. He had met him once before. He was Qin Shiqing, the executioner at the Caishikou execution ground that day.

As a first-class spiritual master with keen intuition, sneak attacks and ambushes are almost ineffective against him. Qin Shiqing naturally noticed Qiao Mu's sneak attack in advance and attacked quietly.

While Wan Ronghua was shocked and frightened, the guards in the mansion also reacted.

"There's an assassin!"

An old man in black quickly appeared and pulled Wan Ronghua back quickly.

The rest of the guards who were patrolling the mansion also swarmed over and soon surrounded the room, blocking Qiao Mu who was on the roof from all sides.

Qin Shiqing tiptoed and lightly jumped onto the roof, looking at the old man in front of him with a little surprise.

"It seems that they are really members of the Qiao family?"

"It's just right. We can put an end to all future troubles tonight."

Qiao Mu didn't dress up in disguise, wearing any masked nightgown or anything like that... He wanted to write his own name on his face.

Qiao Mu now looked quite old, his physical age was over a hundred years old, his hair and beard were all white, and his long silver hair was scattered on his shoulders. After performing the "Blood and Flesh Transformation", Qiao Mu now looked similar to but different from the previous ninety-year-old Qiao Shuanglin.

"Qin Shiqing and Wan Ronghua got together? That's perfect for me. We can solve both problems at once."

Qiao Mu did not have a very deep impression of Qin Shiqing. After all, he was only kicked in the knees by the other party, which was not a fatal injury.

But now the other party has made it clear that he wants to help Wan Ronghua and even looks like he wants to kill him, so Qiao Mu naturally won't be soft-hearted.

Chapter 167 The old monster of the Qiao family, shocking five hundred years of skills (4k

"Master Qin is really here..."

Wan Ronghua was truly relieved.

Whether it is him or Qin Shiqing, they actually have an unclear relationship with the Da Dao Sect.

Logically speaking, as a wealthy man in the imperial capital, he should pay a large sum of money and gold to the Da Dao Sect every month, and the Da Dao Sect would not ignore his life or death.

But logic is logic, and immortal cultivators are transcendent after all. Wan Ronghua couldn't figure out what the immortal cultivators of the Da Dao Sect were thinking.

Now that Qin Shiqing has arrived as promised, he doesn't have to worry about so many unnecessary things.

Qin Shiqing is very extraordinary. Although the name "Qin Shiqing, who killed his wife to prove his truth" is not a good reputation, such a ruthless person will undoubtedly be feared and revered by many people in the underworld.

The old man in black supported Wan Ronghua and wanted to leave, but Wan Ronghua waved his hand to stop him.

He can't leave.

It’s not that Wan Ronghua is so brave that he wants to watch the fight between two top martial artists on the spot, but mainly because he doesn’t dare to leave.

Naturally, he didn't dare to offend a ruthless man like Qin Shiqing.

The other party was willing to come and help, which was already a huge honor for Wan Ronghua.

If Wan Ronghua hurriedly left the mansion to escape, leaving Qin Shiqing here to fight a bloody battle with the old man from the Qiao family, Wan Ronghua would be worried that Qin Shiqing would turn around and stab him after killing the man.

Although he did not leave, Qiao Mu no longer had the time to care about such a rich man.

Because all his attention was focused on Qin Shiqing.

"This person named Qin Shiqing seems to be extraordinary as well."

Qiao Mu frowned and looked down at his arms. He could see the hairs on his arms standing up and goose bumps all over his body.

Spiritual warriors have sharp intuition and can anticipate their enemies' moves.

Qiao Mu, who has been practicing "Martial Spirit Holy Rhinoceros Secret" till now, can be considered as a half-spiritual warrior, but his intuition is sometimes effective and sometimes not.

But this time, his body sensed a great crisis.

And at this moment.

Qin Shiqing moved.

He held the stone in his hand and threw it gently towards Qiao Mu. His throwing action was exactly the same as Qiao Mu's. It was obvious that he intended to use the same trick against Qiao Mu.

laugh!

The stone flew through the air like a sharp arrow, heading straight for Qiao Mu's forehead, but its speed was not too fast.

This actually fits with Qiao Mu's understanding of the spiritual warrior.

The strength of a martial artist who practices spirit cultivation lies in his "spirit", but the strength of his physical body or the depth of his internal energy may not be much stronger than that of a martial artist who practices strength cultivation at the fourth level.

Even the stone thrown by the first-class warrior Qin Shiqing was not very fast and posed no threat to Qiao Mu.

When Qiao Mu thought of this, he turned his head slightly to avoid it, but at this moment he was filled with alarm.

Boom.

In a flash, the stone turned a small arc in the air and hit Qiao Mu's cheek, causing his skin to be torn and blood to flow.

"The stone turned a corner?" Qiao Mu's heart moved.

When he fought with the saint Wu Qingxin who practiced both Taoism and martial arts in Nanzhou, Wu Qingxin, who was in the Qi Refining Stage, displayed a move of flying sword. This was actually the sword-controlling technique of the immortal way and had nothing to do with martial arts.

At this moment, the stone turning displayed by the first-class warrior Qin Shiqing was vaguely similar to the sword-controlling technique of the cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage.

"Is this surprising? At your age, you're living a dog's life?" Qin Shiqing smiled, took a few steps and stepped forward.

"The 'spirit' of a first-class warrior is already so powerful that it can leave the body and control objects. As the saying goes, there are three thousand great ways, but they all lead to the same destination. What's so surprising about that?"

Qin Shiqing's eyes were as sharp as a knife. The long knife in his hand drew a trajectory, and the blazing knife light cut through the lonely night and slashed diagonally towards Qiao Mu's left shoulder.

At this moment, Qiumu once again had a premonition and goose bumps appeared on his right shoulder.

"It looks like he's going to hit my left shoulder, but my instinct tells me it's my right shoulder. Is he going to change his tactics?"

Qiao Mu's mind was racing. He didn't have time to think about it. He followed his body's instinct, crouching down and twisting his right shoulder.

Hiss!

Qiao Mu was stabbed in the left shoulder, leaving a long cut on his robe. The fierce energy tore the wound open, and blood gushed out.

"My intuitive warning was actually wrong? He didn't mean to chop my right shoulder?" Qiao Mu was surprised.

Although his intuition was sometimes effective and sometimes not, this was the first time in his martial arts training that his intuition had gone astray

Qin Shiqing did not give Qiao Mu time to think. He stared at Qiao Mu with his eyes as sharp as a knife. At the same time, the long sword in his hand slashed out continuously, like the waves of the sea, one cut after another.

What made Qiao Mu feel uncomfortable was that during this process, his half-baked intuitive perception repeatedly led to misjudgments.

In a short period of time, Qiao Mu had been stabbed six or seven times, and blood was flowing all over his body.

Even though Qin Shiqing was a first-grade spirit cultivator, his speed, strength, and the internal energy infused in his blade were much stronger than those of an ordinary fourth-grade cultivator, he was still not as good as Qiao Mu, who was already a hundred years old.

Despite this, Qiao Mu was suppressed by Qin Shiqing's continuous sword light at this time, and new wounds appeared on his body constantly.

Qiao Mu had long been accustomed to being injured, and his hard skills were not low. With the internal strength of his whole body protecting him, although he had many wounds, they were not serious.

“The fight between spiritual warriors is not just a physical fight, but also a battle of minds and spirits.” Qin Shiqing smiled secretly in his heart, and he slashed with the sword in his hand, appearing to be at ease.

For a first-rank warrior, his "spirit" is strong enough to affect physical objects, so it is easy for him to suppress a weaker warrior who cultivates spirits and cause his opponent's intuition to misjudge.

The top three grades of martial artists all practice spirit cultivation.

From the third rank to the first rank, it is the difference in the strength of the warrior in the way of refining the spirit.

The nine grades of warriors are artificially divided. One of the points that makes the first grade warrior stronger than the second and third grade warriors is that they can target the weak, form Qi traction, and suppress them in the battle of minds.

Although Qiao Mu has not embarked on the true path of soul refining, he can still be considered half a soul refining warrior.

His intuition sometimes worked and sometimes didn't, but it was an advantage at this moment... If Qiao Mu was an ordinary third-grade spiritual warrior, he would be suppressed by Qin Shiqing through the battle of minds.

Ding ding dong.

Countless sparks flashed as swords clashed, and Qiao Mu suffered another wound on his body, but Qin Shiqing became a little impatient.

Although he felt that he was stronger than Qiao Mu, it was obvious that the old man had weak energy and blood and could not last long, but he was much tougher and thicker than he had imagined.

Even though he was slashed and covered in blood, he didn't react at all. He didn't even frown, and his movements were not slow at all.

"What are you standing there for? Come on together." He waved to the many guards surrounding Wan Ronghua.

Wan Ronghua was guarded by dozens of people, including several spirit-refining warriors, but they were just watching from the sidelines and did not participate in the fight between Qin Shiqing and Qiao Mu.

After being urged by Qin Shiqing, the old man in black beside Wan Ronghua was startled and asked:

"Master Qin is very powerful, so it should be no problem for him to deal with this old villain. I will just stand by and watch over him, right?"