This figure shrouded in blood was like a meteor striking the moon, moving forward without the slightest hesitation.
Arriving at the battlefield late, he was the last one to come across and in a flash he surpassed the veteran soldiers in front of him from behind, so much so that they could only see his back.
"What he called was the Devil's Disintegration? Is this the Devil's Disintegration that I know? Has the Devil's Disintegration in Kyushu outside also been deduced to be like this?"
Captain Hai's eyes fixed, his thoughts in a mess.
He knew about the Demon Disintegration, which could be said to be the most well-known secret method of self-harm and explosiveness. It was even included in the city’s armory, but it seemed to be different from what Qiumu was using now
Of course, it is not very important whether the secret method used by Qiumu is called Heavenly Demon Disintegration or not.
The important thing is, as soon as this person stepped into the battlefield, he used the most violent secret method of explosion. The blood in his body was almost boiling. This was a way of fighting that burned his life.
A foreign warrior from Kyushu ran faster than the old soldiers in the city and rushed to the front of the battlefield.
"Reinforcements are coming?" Captain Hai smiled bitterly:
"These words may be enough to deceive the soldiers and civilians in the city, but Qiao Shuangsen is deceiving himself as well?"
He took a few breaths and gathered the veteran soldiers behind him to fight forward.
As the last remnants of a hundred thousand soldiers who had defended the city for forty years, how could they possibly lag behind an outsider like Qiao Mu on the battlefield
Seeing that Captain Hai and others were about to approach the battlefield, Qiao Mu became even more anxious.
"Don't worry, let me worry first."
"Blood Burst Technique!"
His eyes suddenly became bloodshot, and in an instant his vision improved. Time seemed to slow down, and the bean soldiers surrounding him from all directions came into his sight.
"Red Blood Burning Technique."
The blood in his body suddenly accelerated and surged like a tide. At this moment, he seemed to be able to hear the sound of blood flowing in his body.
The skin all over the body turned a faint red, the heartbeat accelerated, and the bloody internal energy oozed out of the body from the inside out.
Qiao Mu pulled out the spear that was stuck upside down on the sand dune, and a blazing beam of energy burst out.
Every time the tip of the spear advanced, the thick blood-colored energy surrounding the body would also gush out.
If we talk about Qiao Mu in normal condition, relying on the Chunyang Wuji Gong, he has the pure power cultivated by the Yuanyang body for a hundred years.
Then, when the Heavenly Demon disintegrated and exploded, he burst out hundreds of years of skills in a short period of time that were unattainable for ordinary warriors.
The tip of the gun pierced through the body of a tall bean soldier, and the powerful internal energy like a tide was sent into the bean soldier's body along the tip of the gun and exploded instantly. In an instant, the two-meter-tall bean soldier's body was torn into pieces from the inside and fell to the ground dejectedly.
Faced with this tall and strong soybean soldier, Qiao Mu did not dodge, but burst out with all his strength at the fastest speed and confronted it head-on.
Ordinary people have to save their internal energy that they have accumulated with great difficulty when they are on the battlefield. After all, once a martial artist loses his internal energy, he is like a tiger without his claws and fangs.
But Qiao Mu is different. He is like a nouveau riche who just enters a casino and cares only about the head but not the butt. He does not care about what will happen after his death. His powerful inner strength bursts out without reservation, bursts out!
Hundreds of years of skills are not something a mortal can endure.
When Qiao Mu's demonic disintegration completely broke out, his life had already entered the countdown.
In this case, he will seize every second, and his life will explode like the most brilliant blood-red fireworks.
He confronted them head-on, bursting out regardless of his injuries, and harvested the lives of these bean soldiers at the fastest speed.
Every time the internal force of the gun tip burst out, his face turned paler.
And since he showed up, these dozens of soldiers almost focused on besieging him alone, leaving the three hundred old soldiers aside.
This certainly gave Captain Hai and others some precious breathing time, but Qiao Mu himself was also surrounded.
Even if the explosion of the Heavenly Demon's disintegration was equivalent to four or five hundred years of power in a short period of time, it could not withstand his squandering and was being consumed rapidly.
Next to the city wall.
The storyteller Qianliyan also came upon hearing the news. He climbed up the city wall and leaned over to watch the fighting in front of the city gate.
Like Qiao Mu, he was a visitor from outside Kyushu.
Therefore, it was naturally impossible for Qiao Mu and Hai Duwei to hide their lies from him.
"The 'Sumeru Mountain King Sutra' that Elder Qiao spread in this city is indeed amazing, but the immortal-killing army does not exist at all." He looked at the figure of the old man fighting on the front line with bright eyes, feeling sympathetic.
"Without reinforcements, we are doomed to die."
"So, what is he fighting for?"
The horizontal eye between Qianliyan's eyebrows opened silently, and he unconsciously turned his head slightly and looked towards a certain direction deep in the desert.
To the naked eye, there is only a vast expanse of yellow sand in that direction, which is no different from other directions.
But he saw something different.
Tingchao Tower is a transcendent force in the martial arts world. Although Shaolin and Wudang were destroyed, it still exists. Naturally, it has its extraordinary aspects. Among them, there exist extraordinary people with special bodies like Qianliyan.
"Fighting to the death is admirable, but what is the significance of sacrifice?" Qianliyan had a complicated expression.
Chapter 195 Qiao Mu's Last Words (3k
Strength can't last long!
This is a truth known to everyone.
So when Qiao Mu exploded and the demon disintegrated, Captain Hai and others knew that this man was fighting with his life.
The more bravely he fought, and the more he displayed hundreds of years of skills beyond their comprehension, the more Captain Hai and others were shocked.
This was because such an unreserved outburst would inevitably overdraw the human body to the limit. It was a brutal way of fighting that was doomed to death as soon as one stepped onto the battlefield. Even veterans like Captain Hai, who were used to seeing their comrades fighting desperately, could not help but look sideways.
They are used to seeing life and death, and are used to seeing their comrades risking their lives.
But such people will always shine brightly and will always be very rare, so even if they die, the figures of these selfless people will be deeply engraved in their memories.
That figure seemed to have set off a blood storm in the bean soldier formation. Every time he fired his gun, there was a thick blood light that seemed indissoluble, piercing the bodies of the tall bean soldiers and hitting the hard-to-kill bean soldiers to pieces from the inside out.
The bean soldiers have no blood and no tears. Although they have a physical body, they are not flesh and blood. They are just Taoist soldiers controlled by aliens.
So this thick and indissoluble blood light is actually the blood of the old man from the Qiao family.
Fight to the death! Fight to the death!
No one knew what he did, but the tall bean soldiers were attracted to him and surrounded him from all directions, even for a time obscuring Qiao Mu's figure from the sight of Captain Hai and others.
"It won't last long... How much internal energy does he have left?"
Captain Hai couldn't help but tremble in his heart. He led the veterans to fight bravely, but they could not break through the thick wall of soldiers.
Even though these bean soldiers were easily torn into pieces by Qiao Mu's spear, even Qiao Mu, who possessed the power of a hundred miles, had to use the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique to fight with all his might to be so unstoppable.
It seems easy, but in fact it is a desperate effort.
For Captain Hai and others whose internal strength is not as good as Qiao Mu's, these tall and thick-skinned bean soldiers are monsters with tough skin and flesh. Even fatal injuries such as piercing the chest and abdomen will only make the bean soldiers' bodies slightly stiff.
Only Qiao Mu, who exploded with massive force from the inside out without regard for the loss of internal strength, could achieve such a level.
"Is he still alive?" This thought flashed through the minds of Captain Hai and others.
Unknowingly, Qiumu, the old Kyushu soldier from outside, has become the sharpest spearhead on the battlefield.
Captain Hai thought to himself that with his 300 veteran soldiers, they might be buried in the desert today.
Even if we could kill these fifty bean soldiers, there would probably be only a few left alive.
And trees are a variable.
He gave old soldiers like Captain Hai a chance to turn defeat into victory, so if he lived, morale would remain.
What if even Qiao Mu, who had the most powerful martial arts skills and could unleash hundreds of years of martial arts skills, died at the hands of these bean soldiers
Then this battle will be a battle to destroy the city.
And at this moment.
"Bloody battle in all directions!"
The layers of gun shadows, with sharp and bloody light, pierced through the human wall formed by Gao Dou's soldiers.
In the originally airtight encirclement, there was once again a glaring flash of blood.
The blood-colored internal energy surged like the tide, roaring out again and again with the gun in Qiao Mu's hand.
This is a military battlefield spearmanship technique recorded in the "Military Martial Arts Code" by the former general Li Changge.
Qiao Mu had already mastered the Dayan Army's spearmanship to perfection, without any flaws, to the point where there was no room for improvement, but that was his limit.
Military spearmanship is not an advanced spearmanship, it is for ordinary soldiers of Dayan to practice.
However, in the "Military Martial Arts Canon" compiled by Li Changge, which is aimed at refining the spirit, there are battlefield martial arts that are in the same lineage as military gun and sword techniques.
With Qiao Mu's already perfect battlefield military gun skills as the foundation, it is not difficult to get started.
The styles are similar, both are battlefield spear techniques, one-on-many, without complicated changes, only direct bursts of internal energy, but more efficient.
"This should be a super-limited martial art like the ripple-wave power of the Changsheng Fist, which exceeds the power of 100%, but I am not proficient in it yet..." This thought flashed through Qiao Mu's mind.
Hundreds of overlapping gun shadows instantly submerged the surrounding soldiers.
The expressionless tall soybean soldiers first had holes that went through their bodies, and then their bodies shattered and fell to the ground.
"Killed enemies... thirty." Qiao Mu stood with his gun and began to breathe.
His gray hair had long been wet with sweat and stuck to his forehead, mixed with blood, making him look disheveled.
However, the strong blood-colored aura that enveloped Qiao Mu and was visible to the naked eye eventually faded.
Hardness cannot last forever. This is a natural law that cannot be changed even if you try your best.
The more ferocious the outburst, the closer it is to death.
While he was defeating the bean soldiers with overwhelming force, his internal strength was also rapidly declining.
However, there was no breathing space on the battlefield.
Just after he crushed a wave of bean soldiers, new ones came forward.
This time, it was a three-meter-tall bean general, a head taller than the other bean soldiers.
This Bean General has a funny look. He is tall and straight, with a round and full belly. However, his eyes are only the size of green beans, and he carries a huge hammer on his shoulder that is as tall as a person.
There was a loud sound of breaking through the air, and the giant hammer swung in a circle and swept across.
Qiao Mu seemed to sense something and turned back suddenly, but it was too late to avoid it.
There was not much room to dodge on the battlefield, not to mention that he was being targeted by the bean soldiers intentionally or unintentionally, and there were bean soldiers everywhere.
Although Shadow Step has been perfected, it is ultimately a light skill of a thief, who is good at climbing walls and sneaking around.
"Hide? Why hide?"
Qiao Mu's blood was boiling. He had become accustomed to a life of desperate battles to death. The exciting bloody battles that ordinary people had never experienced from birth to death had long been a daily routine for him.
The dull pain in his limbs actually made him more focused, and the more dangerous the moment, the calmer he was.
"I can't hide from it. I can't hide from it."
"My inner strength has weakened. If I try to stop it, I will die."
"Then..." He raised his head and looked at the tall and big general holding the sledgehammer.
"It's time for me to die, too."
At this moment, Captain Hai, who was leading the veterans in a fierce battle with the bean soldiers, seemed to have sensed something and looked over.
The general holding a heavy hammer was standing on the sand dune. His tall figure cast a shadow over the old man who was surrounded.
The powerful wind pressure brought by the giant hammer as tall as a person blew away Qiao Mu's white hair mixed with blood and stuck to his scalp.
Flying in the wind.
The old man's eyes were as sharp as a knife. He clenched the spear in his hand, and the bloody aura flashed from the tip of the spear again, like a fleeting meteor.
boom!
Amidst a loud bang, his body flew backwards dozens of meters like a kite with a broken string and fell headfirst into the sand.
Gao Dayou was half-kneeling on the sand, with a deformed and twisted spear inserted into his chest, piercing him through.
But that’s all.