Wan Ronghua's eyebrows were bleeding and a sharp stone was hanging on his forehead. He looked dazed and blood was all over his face. Before he could react, he had already fallen to the ground.
Qiao Mu did not forget that the purpose of tonight's operation was to kill Wan Ronghua.
While the guards were crowding forward and there was no one watching, he seemed to be attacking with all his might, but in fact, some of his energy was always on Wan Ronghua.
Now, he has retired with honor.
"Haha, I'm going to die again." Qiao Mu smiled slightly, closed his eyes, and passed away.
Chapter 169 You bastard, are you bullying me because I have no one in the Qiao family? (3k
As Wan Ronghua's body fell to the ground, the entire Wan family fell into chaos.
"master?"
"The master is dead..."
The guards were numerous and powerful, and they gathered around in a noisy manner. Among them, several of the spiritual warriors had slightly embarrassed expressions.
In tonight's battle, although they were numerous and powerful, they did not actually play a big role and were just roaming on the sidelines.
Although they would not work their lives for Wan Ronghua, it did make them feel bad that their employer lost his life under their care.
The faces of the Wan family members changed drastically. The death of the head of the family was a top priority and was like an earthquake to them.
After the earthquake, many people quickly began to have strange thoughts in their minds.
The Wan family is a wealthy family and one of the four richest families in the imperial capital. Now that the head of the family has passed away, the Wan family must have a next generation head of the family...
Behind the crowd, concubine Fang Fang's face turned slightly pale.
She had been married into the Wan family for only a few years.
Fang Fang's status in the Wan family actually depends entirely on Wan Ronghua's favor and love, and it all depends on the other party's thoughts.
Now that Wan Ronghua is dead, I'm afraid it's not just a matter of her falling out of favor...
When Wan Ronghua died, everyone had different expressions on their faces.
At first, they were shocked and found it hard to believe, and then more and more complicated thoughts arose in their hearts.
But in the end, no matter how complicated the thoughts were, they were quickly put away, and the eyes of this huge crowd of people couldn't help but fall on Qiao Mu.
Things are not over yet!
Qiao Mu is also dead.
At the last moments of his life, he sat cross-legged on the ground, slowly closed his eyes, with a faint smile on his lips.
This look is exactly like that of a dying elder who found out that his wish has been fulfilled and passed away with a smile on his face and no regrets.
Passersby who don’t know the truth might think that this old man is mourning a happy death.
But the Wan family members who watched the whole process, looking at the faint smile on Qiao Mu's corpse, felt a deep fear and dread in their hearts.
Qiao Mu was seriously injured.
But several masters of spiritual cultivation could see that most of Qiao Mu's injuries were actually caused by himself. He used some secret method of sacrificing his life, which put a great strain on his body.
They watched Qiao Mu rush in, and then watched Qiao Mu die. His death was very clean and quick, like a brilliant firework that instantly cuts through the night sky.
"This person is obviously so old, I'm afraid he must be at least eighty or ninety years old, right?"
"I've actually seen quite a few old people. In fact, many old people cherish their lives more as they age, especially those from wealthy families... But how could this old man from the Qiao family be so decisive in sacrificing his life to attack my Wan Mansion?"
"What a huge grudge this is! Master Wan is so unlucky that he has offended the Qiao family... He is really throwing his life away."
The large group of guards surrounding him, including the two spirit-refining priests, were all more or less intimidated by Qiao Mu's aura.
In any era, people who are not afraid of death are very few.
Naturally, these guards and servants who were paid to do their jobs were unwilling to fight to the death with Qiao Mu.
One of the reasons for Wan Ronghua's death was the negligence of these guards and worshippers...
"Master Wan... What a pity! He is a thoughtful, skillful, and sharp-eyed man... But he didn't expect to fall into the hands of an old reckless man."
"He planned a thousand moves, but he didn't die because of a single wrong move. Instead, he was killed by an old warrior who didn't care about his life at all?"
"We really shouldn't mess with this kind of reckless man who isn't afraid of death. Fortunately, there are very few such people, and this old man is already dead." The two soul-refining priests looked at each other, and they both had this thought in their minds, and they breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously.
They still have their martial arts skills, and without Wan Ronghua, they can just find another employer and won't have to worry about where to make money.
But after seeing Wan Ronghua being killed by Qiao Mu, they couldn't help but feel a little scared.
Qiao Mu's target was Wan Ronghua, but they were frightened and careless for a moment and failed to stop him.
So, what if Qiumu’s target changed to one of them
That is naturally a dead end, with no way out.
With this in mind, they looked at the old man's body with even more fear.
But immediately afterwards, a figure entered their sight and walked towards Qiao Mu's body step by step.
This person was Qin Shiqing. He also suffered some injuries, but they were not too serious.
At this moment, he pressed the wound on his chest with one hand and walked closer to Qiao Mu's body step by step.
He walked neither hurriedly nor slowly, his face was calm, his eyes were sharp, and his body was tense. It seemed that he had not let his guard down.
"Could it be that the old man from the Qiao family is not dead yet? His breathing has stopped, right? Could it be that he used some secret method to fake his death?"
When these spirit-refining priests had such thoughts in their minds, they immediately felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
As a first-class martial artist, Qin Shiqing was strong, famous and knowledgeable. Even Qin Shiqing took him seriously, so naturally they followed suit.
Qin Shiqing walked up to Qiao Mu's body and chopped down with his long sword raised high.
The bright light of the knife cut through the night and completely split Qiao Mu's head into several pieces.
Qin Shiqing showed no mercy with the knife in his hand and cut Qiao Mu's body in half cleanly and efficiently.
From beginning to end, there was no sign of anything unusual about Qiao Mu's body, and it was obvious that he had been dead for a long time.
"It looks like he's dead." Qin Shiqing calmly retracted his sword.
At this moment, the body of Qiao Mu at his feet could not be said to be unrecognizable, but it could only be said to be no longer human.
Even the Arhat, the protector behind him, frowned slightly and took two steps back.
It is normal to finish off the enemy, and it is considered a sign of careful consideration.
But he didn't stop until the corpse was no longer recognizable, which made Luohan, who was used to seeing dead bodies, speechless.
"Why do we have to go to such lengths? The old man from the Qiao family died a long time ago."
"Although he is an enemy, he is indeed a brave warrior. Now that he is dead, why torture his corpse to vent our anger?" Several Wan family priests murmured in their hearts.
Qin Shiqing naturally did not want to vent his anger, but to make the final move.
He just stabbed a few more times than ordinary people.
After doing all this, he finally felt relieved.
"It's over." This thought flashed through his mind, and he relaxed a little.
The battle with Qiao Mu was fierce but short, but for a first-grade spirit-refining warrior, fighting is extremely exhausting, like dancing on the edge of a knife.
Once hit by Qiao Mu, if Arhat is unable to rush to the rescue, the consequence will be either death or disability.
Now that Qiao Mu was dead, the tension in his heart relaxed a little, and fatigue and pain suddenly surged through his limbs... .
In order to avoid Qiao Mu's attack, he also used the forbidden burst technique, but his condition was not very good at the moment...
And in this moment.
A loud shout sounded like thunder, and the hairs on his arms stood up, his instinct was giving him a crazy warning!
"You bastard, are you bullying me, the Qiao family, because there is no one there?!"
An old figure shrouded in blood-red aura, like a comet hitting the moon, brought up a gust of wind in the night.
"Demon Disintegration·Shattering Void Finger!"
With one finger pointing into the void, a vast internal force surged through the air, like an invisible and intangible sword, pointing directly at Qin Shiqing's brow!
"Come again?"
"And one more?"
Countless chaotic thoughts flashed through everyone's minds at this moment. The reappearance of the second member of the Qiao family was too abrupt, leaving them no time to react.
Even Qin Shiqing himself, because his mind relaxed for a moment, only had time to slightly turn his head.
There was a soft "puff" sound.
The invisible finger force penetrated into Qin Shiqing's right temple, pierced through Qin Shiqing's skull, and broke out from the back of his head!
Blood mixed with broken bones gushed out, and Qin Shiqing's mind was shocked. At this moment, his pupils shrank like a needle tip, and became as sharp as a knife, as if a terrible attack was brewing.
But it was a little slow after all.
His body fell backwards helplessly.
The originally sharp eyes gradually lost their luster and began to become distracted.
His death.
His death was as sudden as Wan Ronghua's, leaving everyone present unable to guess what happened. They were filled with sudden shock and fear.
"You old thief from the Qiao family, you are so bold!"
The arhat's eyes were wide open, and he was filled with shock and anger. His iron tower-like body suddenly rushed over, and his large hands like a palm-leaf fan grabbed Qiao Mu.
This time, he grabbed nothing.
Because Qiao Mu's figure did not stop at all, at this moment he took the Stealth Step, and with the burst of internal energy from the Demon Disintegration, his figure instantly swept away the night wind, crossed the wall of the Wan family, and disappeared into the night.
"How could Qin Shiqing... How could he die..."
Luohan's face turned ashen, and he stomped his feet hard, causing the blue bricks in the courtyard to crack. His iron tower-like figure then sank into the night and disappeared from everyone's sight.
Everyone in the Wan family courtyard looked at each other.
The situation changed so drastically that they were almost unable to react.
Just because of a moment of negligence, Wan Ronghua died suddenly under heavy guard.
Qin Shiqing killed Qiao Mu and then whipped his corpse. He relaxed for a moment, but immediately another desperate member of the Qiao family jumped out and stabbed him
They didn't even see clearly who the person was. If Luohan hadn't shouted "old thief from the Qiao family", they wouldn't even know who killed Qin Shiqing.
At this moment, everyone in the courtyard couldn't help but break out in a thin layer of sweat under the blowing of the night wind. Some were even shivering, their eyes unconsciously glancing towards the darkness around them, fear aroused in their hearts.
"There shouldn't be any other members of the Qiao family lurking in the dark, right?"
Wan Ronghua's children no longer cared about fighting for the family property. They all turned their eyes to the two spirit priests standing in the yard.
"Mr. Zhang, if you can keep me safe tonight, I will double my monthly offerings!"
"Mr. Chen, you stay here tonight to protect our family. If we can get through this safely, I will reward you handsomely..."
Surrounded by a group of Wan Ronghua's children, the two spirit-refining priests had stern expressions and left at the same time.
If you have the life to earn money, you also have to have the life to spend it!
"Sorry, I can't afford to offend the Qiao family. I'm afraid of them." The priest named Zhang smiled bitterly, used his lightness skills to leap away, and moved very quickly, for fear that if he left too late, he would be targeted by the Qiao family who were secretly watching him.
The worshiper surnamed Chen suddenly raised his fist towards the dark night and said solemnly:
"Wan Ronghua is rich but unkind. He has repeatedly taken human lives and embezzled other people's property. I am ashamed to be associated with him!"
After saying this, he strode away without caring about the strange looks from the crowd.
The fierce actions of the two members of the Qiao family tonight left a deep impression on them, whether they were the worshippers who had entered the spirit-refining stage or the members of a large family like the Wan family.
The Qiao family, such an eccentric and weird martial arts family, has almost become a taboo in their hearts that they want to avoid.
Chapter 170 He runs away, he chases, he can't fly away
In the dark alley.
Fang Fang had a serious face, carrying a package on her shoulder, and left alone.