It is equivalent to shining a flashlight on someone's face secretly in the dark, and you will be beaten... If there are other great cultivators in this Daqin City, Elder Qingzhuo will definitely not do this.
No cultivator likes to be scanned by other people's spiritual sense, as doing so may cause disputes.
But this is impossible. How could the Yuanying Elder hide in the Great Qin City
"Could it be that my foundation of Taoism has been damaged so severely? Have I regressed?" Elder Qingzhuo said to himself.
He didn't understand warriors, or rather, he didn't bother to understand them.
He only roughly knew that the mortal warriors who cultivated their spirits had extremely strong instincts and intuitions... But it was beyond his expectation that a warrior could actually sense his spiritual awareness
When Elder Qingzhuo thought of this, his eyes suddenly flashed and he counted with his fingers.
"The method of deduction is not my forte... Maybe I can find a fellow Taoist from 'Yan Shen Dao' someday and exchange a deduction technique with him. After all, 'Yan Shen Dao' is the best at deduction among the nine great sects."
Elder Qingzhuo muttered to himself for a while, and his face suddenly turned gloomy.
"A bad omen?"
He was a little unwilling to give up, so he calculated carefully five times. Three were bad omens, one was good, and one was neutral.
"This... Although my deduction method is not very good..."
When Elder Qingzhuo thought of this, his expression suddenly changed slightly.
He noticed that in the dark alley of the Great Qin City, the long-haired half-black and half-white "Qiao family warrior" had a noticeably cold look in his eyes. He was clearly a human being, but his eyes seemed to be shining with the light of a wild beast.
"This doesn't require any deduction... It's a pity that my real body is not here, and my foundation is damaged and no longer at its peak. Otherwise, I would have crushed this Qiao family warrior who committed treason and scattered his bones to ashes, and he would never be able to reincarnate!"
Elder Qingzhuo snorted coldly.
Then he decisively maneuvered the Tianzhou into the air, breaking through the sky and flying away without a second's hesitation.
I would rather die than let my friend die.
Dao Fei was dead, and although he was furious, as an old fox with more than a thousand years of experience, how could he sacrifice himself for this
"Disciples, listen to my orders." Before the flying boat took off, he sent a message to the dozen or so Foundation Establishment cultivators who were still alive:
"There is something strange in this Great Qin City. Today's matter ends here. This matter is of great importance. I will return to the sect immediately and report this to the headmaster."
"The water here is very deep, and it may involve other immortal sects. You'd better leave as soon as possible."
Leaving these two messages of spiritual consciousness behind, Elder Qingzhuo controlled the flying boat to fly into the air and disappear into the clouds.
Only many foundation-building monks were left standing in the sky at a loss, and suddenly they felt the wind in the sky was so cold... .
Good man, you're running away now? You're really a coward.
It took them a while to react.
"Master, we haven't boarded the flying boat yet." A cultivator in the foundation-building stage transmitted the message with his spiritual consciousness, but the sky boat had already sailed away without stopping for a second and without leaving behind a cloud.
Then their expressions changed.
If the death of Dao Fei, their Jindan-stage senior brother, shocked them... but it was still a shock, not too frightening.
If the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up. This time, it is the master who leads the team to go out for training, and it is very stable... .
"This is too outrageous? Master is an elder, a Yuanying stage elder, why is he running away?"
“Didn’t Master say it? The waters here are very deep, and there are suspicions that other immortal sects are interfering…” A young cultivator argued in a low voice.
"Do you really believe it? Have we seen any immortal cultivators since we got here? None, only ordinary warriors!"
"Then Master...what is he worried about?"
Everyone was silent.
They naturally couldn't guess what their master was thinking, but there was one fact they could be sure of.
"Something happened suddenly that frightened the master away, and he left without even taking us disciples with him? He just left?"
Although the monks could not guess, but what happened just now, wasn't there one thing... .
"Qiao Miao, the warrior of the Qiao family, killed Senior Brother Dao Fei who was in the Jindan stage?" someone speculated in a low voice.
"In other words, the master who was in the Nascent Soul stage was scared away by Qiao Miao?"
Everyone was silent.
This speculation is outrageous, even more outrageous than Qiao Miao killing Dao Fei. It is simply unbelievable and incomprehensible!
But it is indeed a possibility before them.
"run!"
"Brothers and sisters, see you at the sect!"
"Alas, is it too late to switch to other elders now?"
Before, they had never thought of relying on the speed advantage of immortal cultivators to escape... What a joke, dozens of cultivators besieged a mortal, and yet they wanted to escape. If this were to get out, the Da Dao Sect would lose all face!
As for now... Face? What face
Elder Qingzhuo led the charge, and they were just following closely behind.
One by one, the monks performed their escape techniques and in the blink of an eye, they turned into rainbow lights that shot up into the sky.
Wu Shengren and Wu Qiankun, who were hiding in the dark, were also stunned for a moment.
"Flew?" Wu Shengren frowned, turned his head and nodded towards Wu Qiankun:
"Keep an eye on the Qiao family, I'll go after them!"
After saying this, the figure disappeared into the distance.
The Martial Saint had never fought with a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage. If he had been somewhat cautious and worried before Elder Qingzhuo escaped, he no longer cared about it now.
rush!
Blink time.
The Martial Saint and Elder Qingzhuo left one after another, and the foundation-building monks also turned into light and left.
“What…..happened?”
There were other people in the city who were attracted by the Tianzhou.
Naturally, they could not guess the thoughts of the elders and monks of the immortal sect, but they were not blind.
In their eyes, this scene is... .
Qiao Miao, a warrior of the Qiao family, endured the siege of spells from many cultivators, fought bloody battles all the way, bathed in the light and shadow of the spells, his body covered in blood, and he managed to kill the leading Jindan cultivator Dao Fei.
In the blood, the white-haired warrior Qiao Miao, holding the Qin King's Golden Sword, said: Today, I will defeat the immortals with martial arts!
And the next moment, those monks of the Da Dao Sect turned into rainbow lights one after another and flew away into the sky. Even the Sky Boat above the clouds, which they regarded as a miracle, left just like that
With just one sentence, more than ten immortals were scared away, and the Tianzhou that was coming with such a powerful momentum also fled
"The Qiao family scared the Tianzhou away!"
In addition to the believers, there were actually a few brave martial artists and people from Tingchao Tower in the crowd. At this moment, they were all almost getting excited.
"Today, the Qiao family will defeat the immortals with martial arts!"
"Today, the Qiao family scared away all the immortals with just one word, and the elders of the immortal sect fled!" A martial artist raised his arms and shouted, almost crying with excitement.
This is the most unattainable dream in their hearts, the fantasy of an entire generation after shedding blood and tears.
But who would have thought that the Qiao family would actually do it today
Instead, Qiao Mu stood there in a bit of shock.
He had just finished shouting "Use martial arts to defeat the immortals" when in the blink of an eye he ran away, and even the flying boat in the sky disappeared.
Qiao Mu's five senses were sharp, and he did not understand the thoughts of the immortal cultivators, but he could hear the voices of the martial artists shouting and clapping in celebration from afar.
"Am I that awesome? Even the elders of the immortal sect have to hide when they see me? Am I that strong?"
Thinking of this, Qiumu suddenly swelled up.
"The next one is you, Daozhen!" His voice was like thunder, echoing in all directions.
Rays of light broke through the air and flew away. After being reminded by Elder Qingzhuo, these Foundation Establishment cultivators also fled.
But the Tao is really different.
Qiao Mu is a very sentimental person who values his friends very much, and Dao Zhen, who was born in an isolated city, is obviously an old acquaintance of his.
How can you let your friend go so easily? You have to keep him for a while. Otherwise, it would be too rude.
So after the Jindan cultivator Dao Fei died in battle, Qiao Mu completely shifted his attention to Dao Zhen and chased him to fight.
There were one or two times when Daozhen wanted to break through the air and fly away, but Qiao Mu stopped him in time. He waved the King of Qin in his hand continuously and forced him down from mid-air again.
"Qiao Miao, you are playing with fire." Dao Zhen seemed very calm:
"How long can your body last? The so-called super-class warriors in the mortal world? If the so-called super-class warriors can easily kill Jindan, will this Jiuzhou still be the Jiuzhou of the Immortal Sect?"
His eyes were as calm as ever. Even though Dao Fei died in battle, Elder Qingzhuo flew away, and the other foundation-building cultivators also left, he did not panic because he was alone.
"It won't be long. I can barely hold on until you die." Qiao Mu let out a long breath, but blood was unconsciously flowing out of his mouth and nose, and his skin began to crack.
The shorter the blood bar, the stronger the momentum. He may die, but even if he dies, he will still be tough.
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Chapter 252 Another Life (5k
Daozhen is very calm.
Unlike other cultivators who are too arrogant, he has observed and interacted with many members of the Qiao family.
Facing Qiao Mu at this time, he still did not underestimate him.
"Xiao Qianjian."
A small sword flew out from his sleeve and hovered in front of him.
Daozhen just made a hand gesture and the Xiaoqian sword turned into two, two turned into four, four turned into eight, changing at an astonishing speed.
"Hundred Swords."
One hundred and twenty-eight identical flying swords fell from the sky like raindrops, rushing towards Qiao Mu from all directions.
The immortal cultivator's spiritual awareness is powerful, and he can control these hundred flying swords as easily as using one's own arms. It is as if there are more than a hundred hands holding swords to attack. Although there is actually only one person, it gives Qiao Mu the illusion that he is surrounded.
"Are these swords real? Not illusions? Are there really more than a hundred of them?"
Qiao Mu held the King of Qin in his hand and swept across the eight directions, slapping out one flying sword after another.
The Qin King's sword was very large, as tall as a person and as wide as a person, and was wielded by Qiao Mu in such a way that no one could get through it.
After the death of City Lord Guo Yan, he left Qiao Mu a copy of the "Shadow Sword Technique". This is a sophisticated sword technique with complicated moves. With only a sword in hand, he can use sophisticated and swift sword techniques to create more than a dozen sword shadows.
But Daozhen's flying sword can truly transform one into hundreds, and each one is a genuine flying sword.
The swordsmanship of a warrior and the flying sword attacking method of a cultivator are two different things.
A warrior holds his sword in his hand, and no matter how many moves he can make, he cannot let go of his sword, which is a limitation. Some experienced warriors can even predict the direction of the opponent's sword moves just by staring at the wrist movements of a sword master.
But Daozhen's flying swords are different. Each flying sword moves according to Daozhen's will. The trajectory of the flying sword is like an antelope hanging on a horn, leaving no trace, and there are quite a lot of them.
"Thousand swords." Daozhen pointed lightly, and the hundred flying swords grew rapidly again, turning into a total of one thousand and twenty-four flying swords.
The dense swarm of flying swords was like an endless storm, making it difficult for Qiao Mu, who was holding the King of Qin, to deal with them.
Daozhen took advantage of this opportunity and rose into the air again with a flying sword under his feet.
But this time he had no intention of running away. He just stood high in the sky, quietly watching Qiao Mu who was besieged by thousands of flying swords.
To be fair, although Dao Zhen is a Tiandao Jindan cultivator and controls many flying swords, his power is naturally not as strong as that of the many foundation-building cultivators plus Dao Fei who were besieging him just now.
only... .
"His movements are gradually slowing down... He can't hold out for long, this is normal." Dao Zhen judged in his heart.
As the Heavenly Demon disintegrated, Qiao Mu, who had already reached a super level, had amazing explosive power. In a short period of time, he was able to withstand the siege of many cultivators and smash Dao Fei's golden bell, causing the Jindan cultivator Dao Fei to die.
"Brother Daofei still underestimates martial artists. He doesn't even consider Qiao Miao as an opponent. The other foundation-building cultivators are the same. They just want to kill him as quickly as possible."
"He is at the third level of the Golden Core Realm, and his mana is more than twice as much as mine. However, he made a mistake, and I'm afraid that not even one tenth of his mana is of any use. No matter how much mana you have or how high your realm is, what's the point if you can't use it? And he paid the price for it."