Long Shankong had naturally heard of the legend of the Qiao family, but he heard it from the storyteller.
The storyteller in Tingchao Tower was eloquent, but he might have exaggerated what he said, so he was skeptical and did not believe it completely.
But today he discovered that the rumors were actually true.
It's just too late.
At this moment, time seemed to slow down. He watched Qiao Mu's body falling, but the giant silver-haired wolf had already opened its mouth to catch it. It used its upper and lower jaws to exert force, and the next moment it was about to bite Qiao Mu's body in half.
But the next moment seemed extremely long.
The giant wolf still kept its mouth open, but it couldn't bite down this time. Its upper and lower jaws trembled slightly and a whimpering sound came from its throat.
Looking closely, Qiao Mu had already placed his hands one above and one below, between the giant wolf's mouth.
Both his palms were pierced by the giant wolf's sharp teeth, his skin was torn and blood was gushing out.
His eyes opened wide, and his physical strength and the power of the demon exploded at the same time. Under the powerful explosion of Mo Yu, the bloody mouth of the giant wolf was stretched open little by little, and the mouth almost split to the ears.
“Always smile!”
But after a series of creepy bone-breaking sounds, the upper and lower jaws of the giant wolf were torn apart from the inside out!
The wound expanded, and the giant wolf's seven or eight meter long body was torn into two halves from the mouth.
The smelly blood gushed out like a fountain, soaking Qiao Mu's body, and his clothes were stained red by the blood.
At this time, Qiao Mu had become a bloody man, and it was impossible to tell whether the blood on his body was animal blood or human blood.
He was surrounded by monsters, yet he tore a giant wolf apart and stood there bathed in the beast's blood. At this moment, his blood and energy were lingering around him, and his blood and energy were soaring to the sky. This wild posture made him look more like a monster than these monsters.
For a moment, even the giant wolves around had fear in their eyes, and they hesitated for a moment, not attacking immediately.
Qiao Mu took a big step forward. At this moment, he did not break out down the mountain, but turned around and headed towards the top of the mountain again.
The demon's disintegration cannot last long. If it falls into the encirclement, it will most likely be exhausted to death like when it was in the desert of hundreds of miles and faced the army of Taoist soldiers.
On the contrary, if one person breaks through, it should not be a problem for him.
But since he came into this world, what he wanted and what he sought have never been to keep himself safe!
“If you have the guts to fight with the strangers, follow me to break out!” He was like a humanoid beast, covered in blood, roaring like a tiger in the mountains.
Chapter 292 A Sign of Great Misfortune (6k
The Southwestern state is a barren land with mountains all over the place.
Although the name of the Qiao family has spread to the Southwest Province, seeing is believing.
It is hard to live up to a great reputation, or maybe there is no such thing as a false reputation... You have to meet him in person to know.
And today.
The Qiao family's bravery in fighting bloody battles has left a deep impression on the heroes of Southwest Province.
The innate demon disintegrated to fight against Wu Qiankun, and then the heavenly demon disintegrated to fight against the group of monsters.
The battle had just begun, but it had already reached its most intense stage. Qiao Jin was already covered in blood and turned into a bloody man.
"Even someone as strong as Qiao Jin is surrounded. If I go, I will be dead..." An old man in a gray robe in the crowd muttered. He thought for a moment, then turned to look at Li Changshi who was holding up the stone city:
"Old brother, we were deceived by that boy who was very good at Qinggong just now. We used our own mean mind to guess the minds of the Qiao family. It was indeed our fault."
"Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, can you let me take shelter in Stone City for a while?"
"If you can survive today, you will be rewarded handsomely tomorrow."
When the others heard what the gray-robed old man said, they all nodded.
Just now they didn't know how powerful these spirit beasts and immortal cultivators were, and whether they could escape with their lives... Now it seems that even Long Shankong, who has practiced the Eight Steps of the Heavenly Dragon, is unable to escape, so they will have no chance of survival if they go up themselves.
Therefore, the only way to survive can only rely on the Qiao family.
"You're right. We were bewitched by that kid."
"I apologize to my seniors here."
The martial artists all admitted their mistakes, but Long Shankong, who had just been rescued by Qiao Mu, blushed and remained silent.
Li Changshi frowned as he watched these martial artists' faces change one after another.
He is a veteran who walked out of the lonely city. He once fought to the death for the helpless old people in the lonely city... But what about these opportunists in front of him
In the eyes of veterans, the so-called gangsters are mostly law-breaking lunatics, and Li Changshi does not have a good impression of them.
"Although I just came out of Stone City and don't know much about the situation, but..."
Li Changshi's eyes fell on Qiao Mu who was fighting among the beasts.
At this time, Qiao Mu was covered in blood. As the internal injuries of Tianmo Disintegration deepened, he began to suffer external injuries as well.
A single tiger cannot defeat a pack of wolves; even a top-notch warrior is still made of flesh and blood.
Some strong men can split bricks and break cow bones with their bare hands.
But this does not mean that a strong man can be hit by bricks or cow bones and remain unharmed.
Cow bones hit hands, cow bones hit heads, cow bones hit crotches... It all depends on who hits them and how much force is used.
However, the Demon Disintegration is ultimately a forbidden explosive technique that cannot be sustained. If it is sustained, death will befall.
The Thousand Changes of Flesh and Blood only allows him to recover from his injuries within a few days, shortening the aftereffects of years or even decades to a seven-day period of weakness. It does not mean that the Disintegration of the Heavenly Demon is a minor skill.
If used for a long time, even if there is no external injury, the meridians will be severed and the organs will rupture, leading to death.
So even if someone is as strong as Qiao Jin who can tear monsters apart with his bare hands, his life is in danger if the battle lasts for a long time.
Li Changshi was actually very familiar with this scene.
He turned his head and looked at the heroes, saying indifferently:
"Let me be the bad guy... The Qiao family is fighting with their lives, and you want to sit back and enjoy the fruits of their labor and be protected by the Qiao family?"
"If you want to seek refuge in Stone City, you must first draw your sword against the stranger."
"We... only help those who help themselves, not cowards!"
Having said this, the crowd gradually calmed down.
If you are too open-hearted and friendly to strangers, people will think that you have ulterior motives, or that you are honest and can be deceived.
Now that Li Changshi said this, it is more in line with the rules of the underworld.
"Senior Qiao Jin and this old senior are right. We can only have a chance of survival if we fight to the death." The first person to speak was still Long Shankong, who frowned and looked ashamed:
"We just met by chance anyway, and I, Long Shankong, don't have the face to accept protection from others."
He didn't say much. He took out a pair of golden silk gloves from his arms and put them on his hands. He was the first to rush out of the crowd.
"Eight-armed Sky Dragon Fist!"
His punching speed was so fast that his arms became blurred shadows when he punched, and at first glance it looked like he had several arms.
"Is this the Eight-Armed Sky Dragon Fist?"
"He can use the Eight-Armed Sky Dragon Fist and the Eight Steps of the Sky Dragon. He has the fastest punch and the fastest kick. Is he the descendant of the Eight-Armed Sky Dragon?"
While everyone was amazed, they also had some enlightenment in their hearts.
"We seem to have been accidentally involved in the conspiracy of the Immortal Sect."
"There is no way out... But who is not a desperado?"
"With Senior Qiao Jin leading the way, we are not without a chance. All we lack is a little courage."
“Go, go, go!”
The heroes attacked one after another, rushing down from the top of the mountain and fighting together with the beasts.
This charge immediately resulted in blood being shed, with limbs and blood flying everywhere. Many weaker warriors died on the spot, their bodies torn apart by the monsters.
"It's a bit brave, but it's also a way to seek death." Several Yunxiao Sect Taoists shook their heads:
"In order to avoid causing more casualties among spirit beasts, should we intervene?" A Taoist turned his head and looked at Daozi Yushan.
"Do as you please." Taoist Yushan said calmly. He was very calm.
It's not like he hasn't dealt with ordinary warriors before, so he knows what they're capable of.
As a disciple of the Yunxiao Sect, his cultivation has reached the ninth level of the Golden Core.
If the Yunxiao Sect had not been weak, lacked in incense, and could not afford to support more Nascent Soul elders, he would have entered the Nascent Soul stage long ago.
He had fought against the Gun Master who was known as the second best master in the world more than 30 years ago, but he spared his life in the end.
In just over thirty years and just a few days of seclusion, is it possible for a martial artist in the world to turn the world upside down
Suddenly, there were flashes of lightning and fire, falling from the sky and landing on the heads of those martial artists.
"Are these immortal cultivators cultivating the way of immortality? They have all the advantages, but they don't come down from the sky..." Qiao Jin looked up at the sky and looked at Yushan and others on the horizon.
Since these wuxia heroes still have fighting spirit, even though they are a little weak, they are not hopeless...
After waiting for such a long time and seeing that these immortal cultivators still refused to come down, he had no choice but to go up.
He took out the Qin King Sword from his storage bag, bent his knees slightly to gather strength, and then kicked hard.
The hillside beneath his feet collapsed and sank with this step, and his figure shot straight into the sky like a sharp arrow.
"Mortal warriors are unable to fly, yet they dare to fight like a trapped beast and jump into the sky. They are simply seeking their own death." The monks of Yunxiao Sect just sneered.
Their bodies quickly rose higher, and then each of them cast a spell, fire and lightning flashed again, using the same method they used before to deal with Long Shankong.
Only this time, they were facing Qiao Mu.
On the day he walked out of the Imperial Palace, Qiao Mu had already cultivated the Eight Steps of Heavenly Dragon to the level of the third step of ascending to heaven.
This means that if he has leverage, he can walk on a cliff as if it were flat ground.
If there is no way to gain leverage, he can still step on the void and take three steps in the air.
"Demon Disintegration·Eight Steps of the Heavenly Dragon!"
Qiao Mu, whose figure had already flown high into the sky, kicked his legs again, causing ripples to form in the air beneath his feet.
boom!
The explosive sounds shook the mountains and forests, and the tall trees streaked across the sky like blood-red meteors and soared into the clouds.
Long Shankong below heard the noise and looked up at the sky with his eyes wide open.
What's the commotion
Is this the fucking Qinggong that was passed down from their family? This thing is called Qinggong? How can Qinggong that can fly over eaves and walls make such a big noise
The same martial arts can be completely changed in the hands of different people.
As Qiao Mu took the second step in the air, his speed increased again. He avoided the attacks of those spells in a flash and rushed in front of those Yunxiao Sect cultivators in the blink of an eye.
"Red Moon Burning Blood Technique! Blood Sword Technique! King Qin Sweeps the World!"
The huge blood-red sword swept across the sky, and the heavy sword light like ink splashed formed a big circle above the sky.
Several Yunxiao Sect cultivators were caught off guard; they had never encountered such a tough mortal warrior before. In the blink of an eye, their heads and bodies were separated. The headless bodies fell to the ground and hit the ground.
The leading Taoist Yushan raised a large silver shield to block the blood-red sword light, but he only had time to save the two monks closest to him.
"Where in the world is there such a ferocious warrior... You are not a human, you are a half-demon in human form?" Yushan frowned. Qiao Mu, covered in blood, was extremely ferocious, even more ferocious than a monster.
"Let's go to the underworld to guess riddles?"
Qiao Mu pushed his feet again and took his third step in the air.
Amid the sound of explosion, this time he wielded the Qin King Sword and rushed straight towards Taoist Yushan who was leading the group.
"You overestimate your own abilities and are on the way to your death." Yushan's eyes turned cold, he slapped the beast-taming bag on his waist, and in the blink of an eye, a giant scarlet tiger with cloud patterns all over its body jumped out.
"Lieyunhu, swallow this bastard half-demon."
But then a tiger roar shook the sky, and a huge scarlet tiger pounced and bit them.
This giant tiger had wings on its back, but it did not dodge Qiao Mu's Qin Wang Sword. Instead, it pounced towards Qiao Mu without dodging.
laugh!
Amid the sound of violent breaking wind, the Lieyun tiger that pounced and bit was cut into two pieces by the Qin Wang Sword in Qiao Mu's hand!