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

"Brother, brother, you have something to say." Mr. Guo's face was almost turning red when Qiao Mu held his neck.

However, he still tried to maintain his previous composure and said calmly:

"Brother, you may not know that I am the son of the lord of Yancheng City, and the entire city belongs to my Guo family."

"So?" Qiao Mu held Mr. Guo's neck with one hand and lifted him up like a chicken.

Mr. Guo continued: "This place is not far from the City Lord's Mansion. If you hurt me, my father will be there soon!"

Is there such a good thing?

Qiao Mu immediately became happy.

At this moment, the Ouroboros longevity lock in his mind shone faintly.

This means that what Qiao Mu is currently doing is in line with the approval of the Ouroboros Long Life Lock and is something that can improve the death evaluation.

Originally, he planned to act bravely and kill the city lord's son, and then he would be killed by these guards.

But if the city lord could rush over, wouldn't things become even bigger?

If he died in the hands of the city lord, his death evaluation would definitely be improved to a higher level, right?

Thinking of this, Qiao Mu directly raised his palm and opened his bow left and right. He rounded his arms and gave Mr. Guo two big mouths.

After killing Butcher Zheng, Qiao Mu, who had never been familiar with martial arts, suddenly reached the limit of his strength training, and his arms were five hundred kilograms strong.

With Qiao Mu's current strength, it is not impossible to beat someone to death with a slap, let alone concussion, if he doesn't use some force.

Snapped! Snapped!

The crisp and loud slap echoed in the quiet street.

With these two slaps, Mr. Guo's head was knocked sideways, blood was bleeding from his mouth and nose, his head was dizzy, and he could hardly open his eyes.

"Master!"

"The thief is bold!"

Qiao Mu held Mr. Guo's collar in one hand, held him in front of him, and faced the guards expressionlessly.

"Brother...Brother, I admit defeat." Mr. Guo managed to open his swollen eyes and shouted.

As soon as he opened his mouth, his front teeth were spit out mixed with blood and saliva.

Who would have expected that Qiao Mu would become angry when he heard this.

"Don't admit defeat! Call your father over!" Qiao Mu slapped Mr. Guo again with a rounded palm, causing Mr. Guo's head to turn to one side and his neck to make an unsettling clicking sound.

"What are you doing in a daze? Go find my father!" Mr. Guo said vaguely.

His whole body was held in Qiao Mu's hands, and his body was trembling slightly unconsciously. The commanding attitude he had before on horseback was gone.

On the other side.

The swordsman in green was holding the long sword in his hand, panting violently. He had multiple stab wounds on his body, and the injuries were serious.

He glanced back behind him with a wry smile on his face.

His wife had completely disappeared.

When Qiao Mu made a commotion, she didn't look back at all. Instead, she took this opportunity to run away, and now she could no longer see her figure.

Thinking of this, he looked up at Qiao Mu, his eyes full of disbelief.

Both of them, ninth grade, were locked in a bitter fight under the guards of the city lord's young master, and the young man over there didn't seem to have developed his inner strength yet, so he actually dared to take the opportunity to make a sneak attack?

And, it actually succeeded?

The blue-robed swordsman's eyes were full of bitterness.

Did he never expect that his first wife would run away at a critical moment, but a passerby would save him?

When he has complicated thoughts in his mind.

Suddenly he noticed something and looked up suddenly.

Tuk-tuk-tuk....

The sound of horse hooves echoed loudly, from far to near.

At the end of the field of vision, a group of more than a hundred horse-riding sergeants rushed towards them, and the chaotic sound of horse hooves made the ground tremble.

The leader is a man with a body like an iron tower and a face as sinking as water, showing extraordinary majesty.

It was Guo Yan, the lord of Yancheng.

Chapter 9 Making friends with death

rumble....

More than a hundred horse-riding sergeants made the ground on this long street tremble constantly, like a black cloud pressing down, making people breathless.

"The city lord is here!"

"This time things are really big!"

The people on both sides of the street didn't dare to say anything at this time. They all ran away, making the long street suddenly empty.

Qiao Canxue was hidden in the crowd, with no expression on her face, except that the knuckles of her fingers holding the cane were slightly white.

She had never imagined how things could suddenly reach such a state?

Who gave Qiao Mu the courage to let him, an unqualified warrior, get involved in something that would offend the city lord himself?

A huge crowd of hundreds of cavalry sergeants has surrounded this long street.

The rider at the front is none other than the city lord of Yancheng himself, Guo Yan.

He glanced at Mr. Guo, who was held in Qiao Mu's hand. At this time, Mr. Guo's eyes were dim and his cheeks were swollen. Even the father almost didn't recognize him.

His face darkened slightly, and he turned over and dismounted.

"Dad..." Mr. Guo reluctantly opened his eyes and shouted.

"Shut up!" Guo Yan yelled, the sound was like a thunderstorm, almost knocking out Mr. Guo who was already dizzy.

Guo Yan stepped forward and his eyes fell on Qiao Mu.

The moment their eyes met, Qiao Mu felt a heavy pressure from the warrior's instinct.

The sense of oppression given to him by the city lord Guo Yan alone was even stronger than the combined force of the Hundred Cavalry Sergeants behind him.

Even though Qiao Mu knew he had the ability to live forever, he instinctively breathed a little heavier at this moment.

"This city lord looks quite extraordinary and dangerous... He should indeed be quite accomplished in martial arts. The rumors that he is a member of the Martial Arts Society are not groundless."

Qiao Mu quickly adjusted.

Even a little excited.

After all, he is the one who makes friends with death.

To ordinary people, death means the end of life and the end of everything.

But for Qiao Mu, it was a great thing.

Whatever kills him makes him stronger!

A butcher Zheng killed him four times. As a result, Qiao Mu suddenly transformed from a newcomer to martial arts to a young martial artist who had reached the limit of his strength training. His arms were five hundred kilograms strong.

And Butcher Zheng was just a low-grade warrior. Although he hated the country, he was just a big hooligan after all.

And now?

What Qiao Mu was facing was the owner of the entire Yan City, the city lord Guo Yan!

Now that things have become a big deal, if he can be killed by the city lord himself, the death rating will definitely be higher!

Isn't this what Qiao Mu has been pursuing, high-quality death?

As long as he dies... he can turn back into Big Daddy and make the city lord proud again!

If you can't raise it, let the city lord kill it a few more times!

After all, even death itself is on Qiao Mu's side, how can he lose?

At this time, the dismounted city lord Guo Yan was still walking step by step.

As he stepped closer, the heavy feeling of oppression also increased.

The originally noisy long street began to quiet down. Even ordinary people who were not familiar with martial arts noticed the obvious solemn atmosphere at this time.

Just the next moment.

"Stop." Qiao Mu grabbed Mr. Guo's collar with one hand and held it up, shouting at the approaching city lord.

City Lord Guo Yan was slightly startled, then stopped immediately.

The feeling of oppression that was rising as the tide lifted all boats also stagnated.

Guo Yan had already seen that Qiao Mu had not yet developed his inner strength and was just a warrior in the training stage.

Originally, given the disparity in strength between the two sides, as long as he approached slowly step by step, under the influence of Qi, he could make the weak warrior unable to speak.

Unexpectedly, Qiao Mu was not only able to speak normally, but also remained unafraid and continued to threaten him with Mr. Guo in his hand.

Guo Yan's courage was quite good... Guo Yan's face was as calm as water, with no obvious joy or anger, and he said:

"My little friend, don't be impulsive. We can talk about anything."

"I've heard what happened. It's true that my son did something wrong. He deserves to be disciplined and should be beaten."

"It's Guo who has failed to discipline his son. Please let go of the dog first. Guo will definitely keep a close eye on him in the future."

Qiao Mu was slightly startled. He had never expected that the city lord's attitude would be so low-key.

He hadn't even started threatening yet, but the city lord apologized as soon as he opened his mouth?

This atmosphere is wrong. Shouldn't I be intimidated and lured in all kinds of ways?

After all, the city lord is the lord of the city, but he has such a low profile and such a kind attitude right from the beginning. How can Qiao Mu be so tall, so level, and so elegant?

There is a problem, there is a big problem. This man must be an old silver coin. He just wants to trick me into letting go of his son... Qiao Mu's face remained unchanged and he continued:

"If you really want to apologize, are you looking for the wrong person?"

"The people the Lord of the City arrested were the swordsman and his wife in blue over there, not me. I'm just an ordinary passerby. Why are you apologizing to me?"

"Or is it that City Lord Guo apologized only because I arrested Mr. Guo, not because Mr. Guo did something wrong and robbed people on the street?"

As soon as the words fell, the street became silent.

Although no one of the people around him dared to speak, their expressions also changed.

Even the city lord was extremely well-educated, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly at this time.

That's the way things are.

Even if this young man sees it, he really wants to say it in the street. This was too reckless, and it made him, the lord of a city, a bit unable to stand down.

However, the city lord Guo Yan is a man who can afford to take things in hand. At this time, he nodded solemnly:

"My little friend is right. I care about Quan Zi so much that I accidentally failed to notice."

Guo Yan turned around and looked at the swordsman in green.

There was a sound.

The sword in the swordsman's hand next to him fell to the ground, his face turned slightly pale, and he didn't look good.

He was already seriously injured, but now he was facing the city lord alone. Under the pull of Qi, he could no longer hold the sword in his hand.

"The Lord of Yancheng is stronger than I expected... But what happened to that man? He has not yet developed his inner strength, but he can still look normal under the pressure of the Lord of the City. Isn't he not afraid at all?" Qing Yi The swordsman was surprised.

He didn't realize it deeply when he was watching from the sidelines just now. Now that he faced Guo Yan's pressure, he realized how difficult it was.

"This... young hero." At this time, Guo Yan raised his hand and said solemnly:

"Guo Moudai Quanzi will apologize to you."

"This matter is indeed Quanzi's fault." Guo Yan looked at the swordsman in green and said:

"If Guo guessed correctly, the young hero should be a disciple of the Mingyue Sect."

"Guo actually has a good relationship with Sect Leader Mo of your sect. Now that Quanzi has done this wrong thing, Guo is really ashamed. He will definitely go to the Mingyue Sect to apologize in the future."