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

Chapter 80 The Death of a Man (4k

"The Supreme Immortal of Xuantian Sect was actually killed by that warrior!"

When the figure with a burning right arm killed Mingyue Shangxian with a sword, this scene fell in the eyes of the many pilgrims, and even the former fat officials of the fifth grade, which shocked their hearts, as if their world view collapsed. .

Can an immortal be killed?

wrong!

How dare he take action against the immortal leader of Xuantian Sect?

For a long time, the "immortal" and "immortal chief" of the Immortal Sect have been mysterious and powerful images in the eyes of the world.

The immortals enshrined in the Taoist temple hall are even more objects of worship for ordinary mortals.

Before the Alien War forty years ago, it was not like there were no warriors who dared to take action against immortal cultivators.

In just forty years, immortals have become idols worshiped by mortals in temples, and Taoist temples have opened in major cities in Kyushu.

Immortals represent mystery, and immortals represent nobility. They are the ultimate image of transcendence, enlightenment and immortality in the imagination of secular mortals. They are beacons on the sea and idols on the altar.

Although the so-called "immortals" and "immortals" are somewhat flattering, they are also objects that mortals cannot disobey.

And the Mingyue Immortal was already dead. With just one blow, even his body was burned to ashes.

Apart from being shocked, they also felt an indescribable fear and panic.

how come? How could you kill the Immortal of the Immortal Sect?

After being frightened, seeing the figure with the burning right arm slowly walking towards Xuantian Temple gave them another conflicting emotion:

That's sad.

This man is going to die.

"What a heroic figure..." Someone sighed softly, but did not dare to speak loudly.

Emperor Yonghe was also looking at the back.

He originally had his hands behind his back, but now he subconsciously put his hands together in front of him, feeling a little lost in thought.

"Is every man responsible for the rise and fall of the world?"

"The Qiao family's family training is really a big deal...but which Qiao family is this?"

At this moment, he suddenly understood the significance of Qiao Mu taking off his head-catching clothes.

It was not because he was reprimanded and threatened by officials that he gave up his status as a public arrester in anger.

He was not impulsive, but premeditated.

"This is to separate one's identity, and one person does the work and the other takes responsibility. If the officialdom is dirty, abandon the official status and not implicate others. In the name of a common man, do you ask for orders for the people and kill the immortal?" Such thoughts flashed through Emperor Yonghe's mind. .

The so-called ordinary people, neither officials nor officials, neither rich nor noble, actually refer to the most ordinary common people.

He unconsciously exerted some force on his hand, and his fingernails pinched the palm of his hand.

Such words and gestures only made him, the Emperor of Great Yan, feel a kind of anger that he could not vent, and his face could not help but feel a little hot.

If even a mere ordinary man knows that he has to shoulder the responsibility for the rise and fall of the world.

If even an ordinary person dares to go against the trend, the following will offend the superior and kill the Immortal of the Immortal Sect.

So, what about his emperor? What about his Emperor Yonghe?

Should we shoulder greater responsibilities and do more?

When he was in the teahouse, he felt that the man's words were sharp and he was probably sarcastic.

Only then did he realize that Joe Piff's words and deeds were consistent, and he was indeed a rare true hero in the world!

But the Chu guard next to him interrupted his thinking.

"Your Majesty." Guard Chu proactively suggested at this time:

"The 'bone-corroding fire' is quite tricky. Even if Wei Chen, who is a third-grade god-refining warrior, gets involved, he can't extinguish it. He can only cut off his arm to survive. And Qiao Pif is now at the end of his strength and is already dead."

"Does Wei Chen need to take action, cut off his arm, and save him?"

Chu Xing was the Feiyu Guard who protected the emperor. He always accompanied him silently and waited for orders, and rarely made any suggestions.

But at this moment, when he looked at the burning figure, he also felt pity for his talent, and then he took the initiative to speak.

"You take action?" Emperor Yonghe fell into thinking at this time.

The touching just now is touching, and the emotion is emotion.

But if Chu Guards wanted to take action, that would be another problem.

He is the emperor, not an ordinary man, so he can never make decisions based on his blood and spirit...

At this time, Qiao Mu had already reached the entrance of Xuantian Temple.

Those handyman martial artists also retreated as he advanced, and no one wanted to touch his bad luck.

Qiao Mu raised his head and looked inside Xuantian Temple.

Because of the turmoil just now, Xuantian Temple was already empty, and only the Taoist temple hall on the steps could be glimpsed from a distance.

The huge cauldron at the entrance of the main hall was filled with dense incense, and the scent of incense was lingering and hazy.

Through the hazy scent of incense, you can vaguely see the statues of the immortals in the hall.

These statues of gods are all exquisite and delicate, and they are obviously made by the best craftsmen.

The images of the immortals all have the same immortal spirit. Their clothes and belts are fluttering like immortals. Their eyes looking down at the believers below are slightly narrowed in a look of compassion.

The gods and goddesses in the temple seemed to be looking down at this daring mortal warrior through the hazy smoke and smoke.

The warrior's excellent eyesight allowed Qiao Mu to clearly see the names on the tablets of these immortals.

The one guarded by all the immortals is the "great virtue and great power Xuantian Immortal".

The one located at the farthest side, closest to the door, and the immortal statue is slightly smaller, is the "Red Yang Immortal".

He was watching from a distance, but suddenly his heart was shocked. That mysterious and mysterious intuition suddenly appeared again, this time it was pointed directly at the back mountain of Xuantian Temple.

Xuantian looks at the back mountain.

The two Taoists next to the waterfall were still playing chess with the old gods comfortably, while the young Taoist in green clothes next to them stopped to watch the game.

suddenly.

The Taoist on the left put down the chess piece in his hand and said seriously:

"Ming Yue is dead. She even used the 'Bones Erosion and Fire Talisman', but she died in the hands of that mortal warrior."

The Taoist on the right was startled for a moment, then nodded slightly:

"Is that so? She is worse than I expected, and she has ruined the reputation of our Xuantian Sect."

"After all, is the time for practice too short?"

Martial arts practitioners have always been unable to defeat immortal cultivators. This was proved by the immortal cultivators forty years ago through their actual achievements.

Therefore, they have always looked down upon those who practice martial arts.

Although they look down on Wu Fu, there is one thing they must admit...

Cultivation in the immortal way takes a long time and cannot be accomplished overnight.

Martial arts cultivation has a short lifespan, but the advancement of cultivation is faster than that of immortality.

The female cultivator Mingyue has been cultivating Taoism for more than ten years, but in their opinion, she has just barely entered the gate of immortality.

If a martial artist has been training hard for more than ten years, that's another story.

For an outsider martial artist like Qian Baotou who practices hard kung fu, more than ten years are enough for him to practice hard until he reaches the peak of his personal strength. After that, he reaches middle age and his energy and blood decline.

"Ming Yue is dead, and the ordinary warrior has arrived at the gate of Xuantian Temple..."

"So what? The one responsible for garrisoning Xuantian Temple this year is Senior Brother Chiyang, right?"

"Senior Brother Chiyang? He seems to be wandering in the clouds, not within this mortal city."

"Senior Brother Chiyang is at ease... But shouldn't it be up to you and me to take action? After all, Xuantian Temple is a Taoist temple of incense. If we don't take action, something will really happen."

"You're right... Then after playing this game, let's take action."

The two Taoists who were playing chess were talking leisurely while continuing to play chess in their hands.

suddenly.

The Taoists all turned their heads and looked into a pavilion that stood higher up on the mountain.

"The saint... came out of seclusion? Did you sense something?"

"Although the saint became a monk and turned to immortality on the way, and her cultivation is not as good as that of the real saint of the sect, she is still a saint... It seems that I don't need to wait for anything." The Taoists continued to play chess freely. .

..

Xuantian Temple at the foot of the mountain.

Behind the crowd, Chu Xing looked far away at the figure with his right arm burning, and saw the red flames spreading bit by bit on his arm, and couldn't help but make a sound again.

"Your Majesty, if you don't make a decision, the time will pass."

"...He is a common man, and I am the emperor. When the emperor acts, he should make a decision before acting, think twice before acting, and not be impatient."

After a while.

"His Majesty...."

"...Do you think Joe Piff has any other trump cards that he can use to break out in desperate situations and gain his last chance?"

"If there was, it's gone now."

After another moment.

"His Majesty?"

"...This Immortal Sect is powerful and the Great Yan Kingdom is in decline. It was invincible forty years ago, let alone now? It is easy to protect him alone, but what happens next?"

After a while.

A thousand thoughts flashed through Emperor Yonghe's eyes, and in the end he just sighed slightly.

Obviously, Joe Piff is no longer a young man, he is already in his forties, but why can he be so decisive?

In fact, he is also in his forties, but...

When Emperor Yonghe was young, he also witnessed the demeanor of the civil and military ministers who rushed to die in the national disaster. When he was young, he was also ambitious and striving to become a wise king. However, when he reached middle age, under the pressure of the immortal cultivators, his youthful spirit and spirit were all gone. Gradually it faded away, leaving only constant planning and constant weighing of pros and cons...

"Then... take action." After thinking about it, he finally made a decision.

There was a flying knife in Chu Xing's hand instantly, and his hand was blurred.

laugh!

The cold light flashed across a long distance in an instant, cutting off Qiao Mu's burning right arm at shoulder length!

Chu Xing let out a little breath.

He bent his knees slightly, and was about to burst out his inner strength to use Qinggong to pick up the Choppy as quickly as possible, but suddenly his movements froze and he stopped in place.

In the sky above Xuantian Temple, there was a female cultivator in fluttering white clothes, riding the wind and wielding a sword.

She has a tall and well-proportioned figure, icy muscles and jade bones. Her temperament is refined and pure, but she also has the strong energy and blood of a martial artist.

Chu Xing didn't move again.

Because he knew that the chance to save people... was gone.

Saint Wu Qingxin, as a disciple of the Martial Saint, was already a fourth-level martial artist before joining the Immortal Sect. Her current Immortal Martial Arts cultivation level is unknown, but she must not be weak.

If he stood up just now, it would be possible for him to use his extraordinary body and light skills to secretly rescue people without revealing his identity as much as possible.

but now....

Is it a step too late after all?

Now or never.

Chu Xing couldn't help but look up and glanced at Emperor Yonghe, only to see him standing there in a daze, without saying anything.