So the many guards who were waiting in the distance immediately stepped forward, and the encirclement narrowed, surrounding Qiumu.
"A son of a wealthy family cannot sit in the hall. You are not qualified to fight with me." The city lord's voice gradually became cold.
His injuries became more serious. Although he felt that he would not be defeated by "Qiao Lin", an eighth-grade warrior, he would risk worsening his injuries if he took action.
So why should he take the risk
He has many guards under his command, and they can easily wear Qiao Mu down to death. If the guards die, he can spend money to recruit new ones. Why should he take the risk and do it himself
For someone like City Lord Guo Yan, personal martial arts strength is no longer the most important thing.
"Go! Kill this criminal who broke into the house and committed murder!"
Following his loud shout, the guards in the yard rushed forward.
It's not just the guards in the courtyard. On the streets of Yancheng, groups of soldiers have received orders and are rushing over to surround the City Lord's Mansion.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh... .
Sharp arrows flew through the air from all directions.
When Qiao Mu was in the strength training stage, he didn't know how to use a spear, he only knew that great force could create miracles, and he was unable to block the bandits' bows and arrows.
But now he is different.
Qiao Mu held the spear in his hand and spun it rapidly in front of him. The burst of internal energy rolled up waves of air with him as the center, almost knocking away the arrows flying in the air.
"The demon disintegrates!"
In an instant, the tip of the gun was surrounded by a glow of air, and a hint of blood was visible on the blazing white tip of the gun.
After breaking through the first wave of arrows, Qiao Mu, spear in hand, charged at the enemy without any hesitation! Charge!
Qiao Mu once charged alone against thousands of bandits, and also challenged a seventh-rank warrior alone when he was only at the ninth rank.
He is experienced in both group battles and one-on-one duels.
Anything that kills him makes him stronger.
This not only means that Qiao Mu's martial arts skills will improve after each death and resurrection.
Every fight to the death, every dance on the edge of a knife, these battles themselves are of great benefit to the warriors and are a great test of their character and martial arts skills.
"Come! Kill me Qiao Lin!"
He rushed into the crowd with a gun in hand, and his aura alone overshadowed the dozens or even hundreds of servants and guards.
"A single tree cannot make a forest. Even if the tree dies, we still have Qiaolin!"
"If one Qiao Lin dies, there will be thousands and thousands of Qiao Lins standing up!"
"Justice is in the hearts of the people. Guo Yan, can you kill all the righteous men in the world?"
With a long roar, Qiao Mu was full of heroic spirit. He was alone among the group of guards, and he acted like an army of thousands.
Even the guards and servants of the City Lord's Mansion who were hostile to him could not help but tremble in their hearts.
Qiao Lin is dying.
But his lofty ambition before his death will be remembered by everyone.
Chapter 43 Go! Go! Go!
call out!
The spear turned into a residual image and hit a servant holding a sledgehammer, causing his chest to collapse on the spot. The whole person was knocked four or five meters away by the huge force and hit the edge of the well in the courtyard, causing cracks on the edge of the well. He fell to the ground with blood spitting out of his mouth and could not get up.
"One." Qiao Mu muttered to himself.
Qiao Mu has mastered the military spearmanship.
This military spear technique is simple and not complicated, and is known for its practicality. It is not a sophisticated spear technique used by martial arts masters to fight each other, but a method of killing enemies on the battlefield.
On a cold weapon battlefield, there are people everywhere and there is very little space to dodge and move, so this spear technique does not have many defensive moves.
The soldiers on the battlefield were able to kill the enemies with the protection of their comrades, but Qiao Mu was alone at the moment, with several knives, guns, sticks and clubs falling on his back every second.
Bang!
A ninth-rank servant hit him on the back with a stick, making a dull sound and causing Qiao Mu's body to tremble, but he did not fall to the ground.
"Did this person also practice hard skills?" someone asked in surprise.
At this moment, Qiao Mu was not only an eighth-rank warrior with internal strength to protect his body, but he was also proficient in the iron shirt. With the internal strength, his whole body was as hard as a rock.
Even if he just stood there and let others hit him, an ordinary ninth-grade warrior would not be able to break his defense.
"The second one."
Qiao Mu swept his spear backwards, and the internal energy burst out, causing the servant holding the stick to fly backwards and crash into the courtyard wall, causing it to crack and collapse a small section on the spot.
Qiao Mu was not counting his kills.
After all, the number of enemies killed is not important. He cares more about the number of heads he gives away.
What he was counting was the number of servants carrying the coffin.
Yesterday, Master Guo carried the coffin into the house in a very high-profile manner. Just like when he went out in the streets, he was accompanied by several strong servants who were holding whips and clearing the way.
There were seven servants in total, two of them carried the coffin, and the other five were guarding on the side.
Their strength is not particularly strong, they are basically in the strength training stage, and one or two of them have reached the ninth level of strength training. However, they are all tall and strong, and quite intimidating. They are basically considered to be Mr. Guo’s close confidants.
Qiao Mu rushed forward with a gun, killing the city lord Guo Yan step by step at the door of the study. On the way, he also kept an eye on all directions, ready to kill all the servants that day.
Outside the collapsed courtyard wall, one could already see Yancheng soldiers holding weapons and ready for battle.
They have surrounded the city lord's mansion, but have not yet joined the battle. They are just blocking his way.
"The Yancheng Army has arrived. Qiao Lin can't escape now." Guo Yan thought to himself:
"He is so confident. Maybe there are other people helping him break into the mansion this time. So we must not let our guard down."
The City Lord's Mansion is not a large plain where legions can fight each other, so no matter how many people come in, the effect will be limited.
Moreover, there is no need for the Yancheng army to take action for the time being. The servants and guards raised by Guo Yan are enough to wear Qiao Mu to death.
The Yancheng Army mainly serves as a precautionary measure to prevent anyone from interfering and preventing Qiao Mu from breaking out and escaping.
However, with the collapse of the courtyard wall, the movement in the City Lord's Mansion also attracted a lot of people's attention.
Many people on the street were looking over. With such a big commotion in the City Lord's Mansion, it was impossible for them not to be curious.
The city lord Guo Yan stood behind the crowd, looking at Qiao Mu coldly. He did not join the battle, nor did he say any harsh words. He just watched silently.
Watching Qiumu move forward step by step with cold eyes.
"three."
"Four."
"five... "
"six... "
The sixth servant was already dead.
These servants are not difficult to kill. Their strength is not worth mentioning to Qiao Mu who is in the state of disintegration of the Heavenly Demon.
The difficulty lies in finding these servants from the crowd.
After killing the sixth servant, Qiao Mu couldn't find the seventh one for the time being, so he could only continue to advance.
Go! Go! Go!
Every step forward Qiumu takes comes at the cost of blood.
The internal strength that protected his body was rapidly depleting and weakening, and the iron shirt was not a magical skill that made him invulnerable to swords and knives, and he began to get knife and sword wounds on his body.
Ten steps away from the city lord Guo Yan!
An exceptionally tall figure appeared in front of Qiao Mu.
Zhou Wen.
This man was holding a long sword. He was the second seventh-rank warrior under the city lord Guo Yan. He had been guarding outside the study and finally took action at this moment.
If the city lord does not take action, Zhou Wen will be the strongest person in this courtyard.
Moreover, he did not rush into the battle, but waited for the opportunity to tire himself out. By the time Qiao Mu reached him, he was already seriously injured and his internal energy was greatly depleted.
He is sure to win this time.
But Qiao Mu's heart was not shaken at all.
Every life-and-death battle is a valuable experience for him.
A seventh-rank warrior? He had already fought against him in a duel when he was at the ninth rank.
At this moment, the gap in strength between the two sides is very obvious, and Qiao Mu is already seriously injured. This is not a gap that can be made up by the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique.
But... the difference in strength between the two sides is actually not that important.
Before, on the cliff outside the city, although the gray-clothed old man was a seventh-rank warrior and believed that he was much stronger than him, he also valued his life and did not fight head-on with Qiao Mu, who had exploded into the Heavenly Demon Disintegration state.
so... .
When two brave men meet on a narrow road, the brave one wins!
Qiao Mu's eyes were wide open with anger, and his spear was surrounded by aura. Every stabbing was an attack without defense, and every move was aimed at Zhou Wen's vital points.
Zhou Wen had just slashed Qiao Mu's waist from the side with his sword, breaking his iron shirt. He was about to use his internal energy to expand the wound, but he saw this fearless and reckless man completely ignored the injury on his body and stabbed his throat with a spear like a cold star. His heart suddenly jumped.
In a flash, he quickly burst out his internal energy and drew back his sword to protect himself.
Using a long sword to block the attack of a long spear is actually taking advantage of the opponent's weakness and protecting his strength.
He heard a dull thud and stepped back a few steps. The sword in his hand made a crisp crackling sound and cracks appeared on it. He also felt a pain in his wrist and the sword almost flew out of his hand.
"I'm injured, my wrist is injured, and I use a sword, so most of my kung fu has been lost." He slowed down his steps slightly intentionally or unintentionally, just enough for Qiao Mu, who was rushing forward with a gun, to rush past him.
Another seventh-rank warrior, the gray-clothed old man "Uncle Fu", was the confidant of the city lord Guo Yan, but he is already dead.
And he didn't like Mr. Guo in the first place, not to mention... .
Qiao Mu was already a dying man, so why bother to confront him in a fight to the death
Although the city lord Guo Yan was injured, he was still the strongest man in the city lord's mansion.
Even he stood still and treated the guards in the courtyard as consumables to stop Qiao Mu. How could others be willing to die for him
Besides, why would you risk your life for such a small salary as a guard
Huh... .
Qiumu was gasping for breath and his body was covered in blood.
Everyone knew that after defeating the seventh-rank warrior Zhou Wen by exchanging injuries for injuries, he was already at the end of his strength.
But no one stepped forward to deliver the final blow.
For a warrior who is not afraid of death, the final counterattack before death must be terrifying. Didn’t you see that even their master, the city lord Guo Yan, avoided fighting
At this moment, Qiao Mu was only four or five steps away from Guo Yan. And the city lord, who had been watching from the sidelines with a cold eye, finally changed his expression slightly at this moment.
Chapter 44: A breath of chivalry, a thousand miles of joy
At this moment, Qiao Mu was only four or five steps away from the city lord.
After repelling the seventh-grade warrior Zhou Wen, although there are still people blocking his way, they are just ordinary ninth- and eighth-grade warriors.
But Qiao Mu is already at the end of his strength.
Although the power of the Demon Disintegration was incredible, it could not last long and had serious side effects. At this moment, Qiao Mu was bleeding all over and only one tenth of his internal strength remained.
He knew that this was the final moment.
"Let's go for it!"
Qiao Mu recalled the javelin strike that killed Captain Chu.
At this moment, he no longer had the strength to overcome the last four or five steps of obstacles and could only pin his hopes on this shot.
The city lord Guo Yan is a calm and cunning person. Although he has been injured, he has never taken action so far. Qiao Mu doesn't even know the severity of his injuries.