Kill me a few more times and I'll be invincible

Kill me a few more times and I will be invincible by The Keyboard King

Introduction:

Traveling through a world where immortality and martial arts coexist, Qiao Mu can be constantly resurrected.

Every time he is killed, he will be resurrected at the expense of his age, but his martial arts skills also become deeper with age.

The older you die, the older you get, and the older you get, the stronger you become. The more heroic your death, the stronger you will be after your resurrection.

So he changed his tricks to seek death, and infiltrated wherever there was danger.

The enemy was horrified to find that just after beating the younger ones, another older one came, endlessly.

A legend about an untouchable immortal family began to spread in the world.

"The Qiao family is full of loyal and loyal people. They have been martyrs for generations. Every generation hates evil as much as hatred. They value justice over life and death. They dare to be the first in the world!"

"My son died on the battlefield, and my father with white hair continues to fight on the battlefield. It's admirable and admirable!"

"In the past, the Qiao family members died defending me from gunfire. Today, I will never sit back and watch his old father become miserable in his later years."

"The descendants of the Qiao family brazenly entered the palace to assassinate the Hunjun and failed, and died. The Hunjun is confused. The Qiao family's reclusive thousand-year-old monster is about to be born!"

"The sacred immortal Buddha has returned? But why do the immortals and gods even call the Qiao family's ancestors their ancestors? How many ancestors are there in the Qiao family, and where did they come from?"

After countless deaths, Qiao Mu suddenly looked back and realized that he had died and became the co-ancestor of the human race who was tens of millions of years old and had as much power as the ocean.

Volume 1 Young and frivolous

Chapter 1 Oh, I’m dead

The blue sky is as clear as washing, and a scorching sun shines in the sky.

The houses and pavilions of the ancient town are like a bustle, and the long street paved with bluestones is full of pedestrians.

Arbor walked through the crowds of people in the vegetable market, passing by passers-by, and finally stopped in front of a pork stall.

Butcher Zheng behind the meat stall is a stocky, fat-faced man with a short head, and he is not easy to mess with at first sight.

"Butcher Zheng...it's obviously him." Qiao Mu recalled the information he had found out before.

On the surface, Butcher Zheng is a pig butcher, but in fact he is the local bully in the outer city.

In troubled times, people's lives are not as good as pigs. In addition to slaughtering pigs, Butcher Zheng is also said to have colluded with gangs and is involved in human trafficking.

"Boss, take ten pounds of lean meat and cut it into mincemeat without any fat on it." Qiao Mu said.

After hearing Qiao Mu's question, Butcher Zheng raised his head and glanced at Qiao Mu.

Qiao Mu's appearance is good. Although he is still a fourteen-year-old or fifteen-year-old boy with a somewhat childish face, he has a slender and strong figure. He is well-dressed and looks well-off. He also wears a pistol around his waist. The sword seems to be a young knight from a story novel.

When such a young man appears in the outer city market, he is as eye-catching as a firefly in the dark night.

"good."

The butcher's boss didn't hesitate when he saw this. After saying "good", he lowered his head and cut the meat into minced meat.

Ten kilograms of spicy meat is not rare. Butcher Zheng spent more than half an hour chopping it up, and he was sweating all over before he could finish it.

Just as he was about to wrap it up and hand it to Qiao Mu, he was interrupted by Qiao Mu raising his hand:

"Wait a minute, here are ten more pounds of fat meat. Don't let any of the fine meat on it. Cut it into minced meat for me."

"Um?"

Butcher Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the trees in front of him. The smile on his face faded little by little, and his voice was unconsciously louder:

"Are you here to cause trouble?"

As soon as the voice came out, the originally noisy vegetable market suddenly became much quieter.

Pedestrians around were afraid of Butcher Zheng and hurriedly walked away when they saw him angry. The vegetable market that was bustling just now suddenly became empty.

"I'm here to buy meat." But the young man Qiao Mu's face was calm and he just slapped his bulging money bag on the table: "You cut it first, I will be of use."

Butcher Zheng frowned and glanced briefly at the sword and money bag on Qiao Mu's waist. The anger that had just arisen in his heart was covered by suspicion again.

Butcher Zheng was a big man with a thick waist, a sinister face, and an evil spirit all over his body. When he shouted like that just now, an ordinary young man might not be able to speak fluently in front of him.

And Qiao Mu was too young and too calm.

His body looks like he has practiced martial arts, and his clothes look like he comes from a wealthy family.

No matter how you look at it, he looks confident.

After frowning and thinking for a moment, Butcher Zheng tolerated it for the sake of money, cut another ten pounds of fat meat and started chopping on the chopping board.

More than half an hour passed after this chopping, and his back was soaked with sweat.

When he raised his head again, Qiao Mu was still standing there, but there was a bag of large watermelon in his hand, which he seemed to have bought from the nearby fruit stand while he was chopping meat.

"It's cut. You don't want another ten pounds of meat, right?" Butcher Zheng wrapped up the ten pounds of fat meat and glanced sideways at Qiao Mu.

"What are you talking about, boss? I'm not here to amuse you." Qiao Mu smiled while paying and placing two watermelons on the table:

"I just bought two watermelons and forgot to ask the melon seller to cut them. Boss, can you cut them for me?"

"It's easy to say, it's okay to cut a melon." Butcher Zheng suddenly felt calm after seeing the money. He changed to a sharp knife that had not cut meat and was about to cut the watermelon when he heard Qiao Mu standing there and saying quietly:

"These two watermelons should also be cut into pieces for me. Don't leave any rind on them..."

Butcher Zheng raised his head and glanced at Qiao Mu, and a fire suddenly rose in his heart.

He didn't say anything, just picked up two sharp knives and chopped hard on the watermelon, as if he wanted to treat the watermelon as the troublemaker in front of him. The watermelon was chopped into pieces and the juice splashed everywhere.

Dong-dong-dong... The meat case made a crisp sound under the butcher's knife. Butcher Zheng was obviously angry. The two sharp knives chopped the meat case so hard that the meat case trembled and even cracked.

No one else dared to speak. When they saw Butcher Zheng's anger, they had already put it aside. There were only a few people left in the huge vegetable market.

Boom!

With another strike of the knife, the meat chopping board was completely cracked from the middle and split into two halves. The watermelon juice flowed down along the cracks and dripped onto the ground.

Butcher Zheng then raised his head and looked down at the tree in front of him.

"Are you satisfied?" Butcher Zheng shouted harshly.

Qiao Mu smiled and said, "Butcher Zheng is indeed very strong in his arms. He has been cutting meat for so long without showing signs of fatigue. Being a small butcher is really an inconvenience."

"You----" Butcher Zheng was startled, and the anger on his face froze, but he heard the second half of Qiao Mu's words:

"Since you still have the strength, take these two chopping boards and chop them into minced meats equally carefully. Don't even put any pork on them."

"I'll cut you into pieces!" Butcher Zheng was completely furious. He stepped across the butcher case in two or three steps, holding a sharp knife in one hand and trying to capture the tree with the other.

"Well done!" The young man was not afraid at all, and without taking a step back, he directly launched a set of military punches. In the blink of an eye, he had been stabbed more than a dozen times and fell to the ground covered in blood.

"This..." Butcher Zheng was also shocked. Before he could react, the troublemaking young man had already fallen down.

He stood there with the knife in hand, leaned over and looked at the tree carefully.

But on the face of Qiao Mu, who had fallen to the ground and stopped moving, the corners of his mouth were actually... rising slightly?

After being stabbed so many times to the point of dying, his expression was neither fear nor panic, but seemed to be...satisfaction?

"Now, you should be able to write a beautiful death evaluation, right?" This was Qiao Mu's last thought before he died.

He closed his eyes slightly and just lay on the long street paved with bluestone bricks, letting the blood gather under him to form a pool of blood, but the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised slightly, with a peaceful smile on his face.

This smile made Butcher Zheng shiver subconsciously, and he reached out to feel Qiao Mu's breath.

Already out of breath.

Arbor, death.

He died at the age of fifteen.

Chapter 2 Oh, I’m alive

"Killing! Killing! Killing..."

Some bystanders couldn't help but scream out in surprise, but Butcher Zheng glared at them, and quickly covered their mouths and crawled away.

Before long, the entire vegetable market was empty, and everyone ran away in a hurry.

Only Butcher Zheng stood there with a slight daze, looking at the young man's body at his feet.

A question echoed in his mind.

What happened?

I originally thought that this young man who was deliberately looking for trouble was a young knight practicing martial arts.

So Butcher Zheng tolerated it at first, but when he couldn't bear it anymore, he raised his knife and raised it violently without holding back at all.

But I didn't expect...

Thinking of the young man's meticulous boxing skills before his death, he couldn't even distinguish the training method from the actual combat method... Butcher Zheng put a hand on his forehead and couldn't bear to look at it.

Of course this is not the point.

The point is, he killed someone!

Kill people in the street! He was also bumped into by many people!

"run!"

Butcher Zheng quickly packed up his belongings and ran out of the town.

His body looked strong and tall, but he ran very quickly and lightly, and he quickly disappeared.

It didn't take long.

At the corner of the alleyway of the vegetable market, another almost identical tree came out of it.

He casually looked down at his body lying in the middle of the vegetable market, and stretched his muscles at the same time.

"The last body was only 15 years old, and the body hadn't grown yet."

"I'm feeling better now."

Compared with the body of the 15-year-old boy on the ground, Qiao Mu was now a head taller and his body was obviously stronger. Although his body was well-proportioned, his hands and feet had vague muscle lines.

He closed his eyes.

A longevity lock made of jade-like stone comes to mind.

This strange longevity lock is a strange object that appeared with the tree after time travel. On it is a strange ouroboros pattern, with a circular snake body surrounding four large characters.

Immortality.

"Immortality" and "immortality" are two concepts.

Immortality means that the tree has eternal life and will never die of old age.

Immortality means that Qiao Mu has an immortal body and can continue to be resurrected even if he is killed.

The price of resurrection is life span.

Every time he is resurrected, Qiao Mu will lose a certain amount of life, and his body will age accordingly, but what is even more strange is that his skill will also increase with the age of his body.

After consuming 10 years of life, you can gain 10 years of skill.

The older you die, the older you get, and the older you get, the stronger you become.

"What kind of immortal cultivation system?" Qiao Mu complained, staring at the longevity lock in his heart, and more information came to his mind.

Evaluation of this death: C (Death of a righteous man. Unfortunately, he died too quickly, as weak as a porcelain, and only used his life in exchange for the other party's fear of crime and absconding.)

Death consumes lifespan: 3 years

Number of resurrections remaining this week: 4/5

Current age: 18 years old

Skill: Longevity Fist (Beginner)

Previously, Qiao Mu was 15 years old and just a young boy who had just come into contact with martial arts.

And he died once, losing three years of his life.