Suddenly the entire white steamed bun was stained red with blood, and even had some tiny pieces of flesh and blood attached to it.
"Such fresh blood, it can definitely cure all diseases!" King Qin said lightly.
But at this time, the people surrounding the execution ground showed expressions of fear and retreated step by step.
"Why are you leaving? Open your eyes and see clearly. This is the result of colluding with aliens."
The King of Qin pointed to the place above the execution ground, where Li Gongde was hanging by a rope.
At this time, Li Gongde was already dying. His whole body was covered in blood, his flesh was blurred, and almost no intact skin could be seen.
What’s even more terrible is that his hands and feet had been chopped off at the roots, and he had been cut into a stick. Only his face was still clean, so people could barely recognize him as Li Gongde.
"What are you afraid of?" the King of Qin shouted:
"Although the aliens and our human race are of the same race, they have long been aliens."
"To be kind to one's enemies is to be cruel to one's own people."
"Li Gongde and the Qiao family colluded with strangers, and this disaster was caused by them!"
The people below the execution ground were talking and clamoring non-stop, but their faces did not look good.
But at this moment, a man suddenly came on a fast horse. He was a servant of the Qin Palace. He quickly walked to the stage to report to the Qin King.
"What did you say? Qiao Shui really showed up? But he didn't come to the execution ground, but broke into my palace?" King Qin was a little surprised, but not panicked.
There are currently four iron-boned generals in the Daqin Palace. Apart from Tielang who has died, there are three others left.
One of the confidants was stationed in the Prince of Qin's Palace, while the other was at the execution ground.
And although there are secrets in the Prince of Qin's mansion, they are not a big problem and are all trivial matters.
To the King of Qin, everything except himself is external. He had cut off all ties with his relatives in his early years, so why would he care about the King of Qin's Palace now
The King of Qin turned his head and looked at the bloody man hanging on the rope, and just smiled:
"Li Gongde, it seems that the Qiao family really doesn't care about your life."
"The Qiao family is here, but they didn't come here at all."
The bloody human stick was already unconscious. He just hummed a few times when he heard the words and could not utter a few complete words.
Seeing this, the King of Qin stood up and walked out.
"Continue the execution, don't stop. I'll be back soon." He instructed the iron-willed general, whipped his horse and galloped away.
The iron-boned warrior nodded, and he simply stood on the execution platform, standing behind the bloody human stick with his arms folded.
"Li Gongde, can you still hear me? I told you to be obedient a long time ago." The general stood there with his arms folded and yawned:
"If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being too rich. Even if you spend your money in moderation, you are still a wealthy man in Zhongzhou. Do you think spending your money can save your life? Don't be ridiculous."
"No matter how wealthy a businessman is, as long as his fist is big and hard enough, he can be a pig in the pen." The general joked.
As an iron-willed warrior of the Martial Arts Alliance, his martial arts and spiritual cultivation had already reached the second level.
However, there were too many people in the vegetable market and it was impossible for him to observe each one carefully, and he didn't have the time.
While he was chatting with the man, something strange happened.
Two pale white finger forces broke through the air. The finger forces were quite condensed, only half the thickness of a finger, but their momentum was extremely fast.
With one finger he broke the rope that was hanging the human stick, and with the other finger he exerted his strength on the chest of the iron-boned warrior, causing a dull sound, like the sound of hitting gold or iron.
The human stick fell to the ground with a bang, and the iron-boned warrior looked down at his chest, only to see that it was slightly sunken half an inch.
"What a terrifying finger force! If it had happened to me before I entered the Dao, I would have been dead."
The general curled his lips in a smile, drew his sword out of its sheath, and slashed at Qiao Mu's figure that was flying towards him in the air.
"But I have already entered the Dao, so you will be the one to die today!"
"Really?" Qiao Mu looked cold.
"If you were still a martial artist at the second level of Spirit Refining, you would still be worthy of my attention. But after giving up your physical body and severing your martial arts path, you are no longer worthy of being my enemy."
"The demon disintegrates!"
"Eye Sword Technique!"
The sword in his hand turned blood-red, and surging energy burst out of his body.
At the same time, Qiao Mu's eyes were like sharp swords, and he had already performed the sword technique on two fronts at the same time.
After killing Tielang, he had already understood the weakness of these Taoist soldiers, which was that their spiritual cultivation was actually lacking.
To confront such a strong Taoist soldier head-on would be to use his weakness to attack his strength. There is no need for this.
Humans' physical strength and speed are far inferior to those of tigers, lions and other ferocious beasts, but which hunter would go up to wrestle with a lion or tiger
This general was mentally handicapped, and his mind was shaken by the pressure of the swordsmanship. His movements slowed down, and in the blink of an eye, he was hit on the head by Qiao Mu's swords. His powerful internal energy burst out, and he staggered backward.
His internal strength erupted like a raging tide, and Qiao Mu's offensive was like an endless wave, trying to kill this iron-boned warrior.
Just at this moment, he suddenly felt a sense of alarm and saw flames rising behind him.
He hastily leaped upwards using the Tianlong Step, while looking down, he saw a scene that excited him.
Behind him, Li Gongde, who had been cut into a human stick, suddenly had flames on his body, and with an agility that was inconsistent with the movement ability of a human stick, he flew towards Qiao Mu's position.
Although Qiao Mu dodged quickly, he was hit on the heel of his right foot by the attack. The flames spread rapidly like a cancer attached to the bone, and a familiar feeling of pain surged into his heart.
"Another bone-eating fire? This Li Gongde..."
Qiao Mu was shocked and made a prompt decision. While still in the air, he slashed at his calf with a sword, cutting off the flesh and bones of the calf that had just been touched by the flames.
A severe pain came over him, blood gushed out of his feet, and his body tilted slightly and he landed on his left foot.
Li Gongde, whose whole body was on fire, was motionless and his body quickly turned into ashes, without even a bone left.
In the distance, a dark shadow stood out from the crowd and walked onto the execution platform. It was the returning King of Qin, Qin Shiqing.
At this time, the King of Qin only had a faint smile on his face:
"I've already said it before, I'll be back soon."
"You really dare to come?"
The King of Qin's smile gradually grew wider.
Although there are secrets in the Prince Qin's Palace, they are not very important.
If I could really catch a member of the Qiao family, I could use them as pawns.
After all, if this matter is not handled properly and an explanation is not given to Elder Qingyi, then the end that awaits him, the King of Qin, will not be a good one.
If this matter could be resolved, even if not a single tile was left in the Prince Qin's Mansion, as long as the Da Dao Sect was still his backing, he could still recruit subordinates by spending more time.
"It's an obvious trap, yet you dare to step on it? You're so brave." The King of Qin looked at Qiao Mu's broken leg with blood gushing out, with a half-smile on it.
"You have the guts, but if you do, you'll lose your life, and Li Gongde's life will also be lost."
“Is it worth it?”
"You talk too much nonsense." Qiao Mu stood on one leg, his eyes still calm: "Do you really think you can see through people's hearts and interrogate human nature?"
His pain tolerance is just like his age. After experiencing death again and again, it has gradually reached an inhuman level.
What concerned him was not the injuries on his body, but the human stick Li Gongde with the bone-corroding fire talisman burning on his body, and the King Qin in front of him.
"My legs and feet are not very convenient now, please be quick." He gestured with the sword in his hand and made a gesture of wiping his neck.
"Come and die."
"With your life, that's enough."
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Qin Palace.
The palace had been reduced to ruins, blood was everywhere, and all kinds of luxurious furnishings had been smashed to pieces in the fight.
The servants and guards fell to the ground, and those who were still standing did not dare to approach, allowing Qiao Shui to charge into the heavily guarded backyard alone.
Another iron-willed warrior was half-kneeling on the ground, leaning on a long spear in his hand. His head had been pierced by the powerful energy and he gradually lost his breath.
Qiao Shui’s battle strategy was naturally exactly the same as Qiao Mu’s.
A warrior with mental defects will be greatly vulnerable to swordsmanship.
With the powerful strength, it is not impossible to kill this iron-boned warrior.
But Qiao Shui's body was not intact after all. His internal injuries were still there. After forcibly performing the Demonic Disintegration Technique, his body was full of holes and blood was constantly oozing out of his body.
Even if the tree's fleshy buds were still there, they would be unable to move this dilapidated body.
After all, the flesh and blood clone technique is not a corpse-driving technique.
But at this moment, Qiao Shui didn't care about his injuries. He walked past the iron-boned general who was half-kneeling on the ground, and limped towards a room with a closed door behind the general.
In fact, he knew nothing about the Qin Palace and relied entirely on his stubbornness.
If it weren't for this iron-willed warrior guarding the gate, he really wouldn't have noticed that there was something wrong with this room.
"This iron-boned Taoist soldier is guarding this door... There must be something fishy going on."
"Since the Iron Bone Taoist Soldiers are known as the four great generals under the King of Qin, they must have a high status in the Qin Palace, so the secrets within the sect... must be quite big."
The mission of Qiao Shui's flesh and blood clone is just to alert the enemy.
Now that I have fought and killed a Taoist soldier with iron bones, it is already a pleasant surprise. I don’t ask for more.
Now he just wanted to take a good look at the secrets of the Great Qin Palace before he died.
He kicked the tightly closed door and walked in.
This room looked like just an ordinary wing room, with a screen at the door and various antiques placed beside it. The furnishings were ordinary, and Qiao Shui felt disappointed at the first sight.
But when he walked around the screen, he stopped unconsciously.
In the hall behind the screen, there was an armchair, and sitting on the chair was a plump, round-faced fat man.
It was Li Gongde.
There was no injury on his body, but he no longer had the usual smile on his face. Instead, he looked at Qiao Shui with a slightly deep gaze, meeting her eyes.
Chapter 242: Immeasurable Merit (5k
"Li Gongde?"
"Qiao Shui?"
The two people in the room looked at each other.
In Li Gongde's eyes, the "Qiao Shui" who appeared in front of him was the person who broke into his private residence alone that night and killed Dao Xu. The two parties could be said to have met once before.
But now Qiao Shui looked miserable, with wounds all over his body, even more serious than the night he was released by him.
If he lost too much blood that night and fell into a coma, then Qiao Shui, who appeared in front of him today, had a face as pale as paper and a broken body, and it was obvious that he would not live long... If Qiao Shui could not still move, think and speak normally, Li Gongde would almost have thought Qiao Shui was dead.
Qiao Mu quickly shifted his gaze to the side of the armchair where Li Gongde was sitting.
On the mahogany table next to the chair, there was a clear and transparent water ball floating above the table.
A picture was reflected on the surface of the water ball, which was exactly the execution ground at Caishikou in Daqin Prefecture.
Qiao Shui even saw himself on the execution ground, having just cut himself with a knife, in the image above the water ball.
He looked at Li Gongde suspiciously, and felt that this person's behavior was more and more strange, and said:
"Are you also a cultivator?"
Li Gongde was startled. Seeing Qiao Shui's eyes fixed on the water ball, he quickly explained:
"No, this was left by the King of Qin as a token of sincerity."
He pointed to the image of Caishikou on the water ball and said:
"Qiao Shui, I believe you must have understood what those who practice martial arts, including the King of Qin, are. They can no longer be considered pure warriors."
"Especially the leader, the King of Qin." Li Gongde said:
"The Da Dao Sect is preparing to train the King of Qin to be an open agent. He is no longer a pure warrior. After special transformation, he can even use a limited number of immortal talismans."
"Including the 'Bone Erosion Fire Talisman' that restrains warriors and uses Qi and blood as fuel, and the 'Water Mirror Technique' in front of us."