The pharmacist had his own idea and said: "Give him some spiritual blood to drink, drink a lot of it, drink it desperately! The spiritual blood can improve his physique a little bit every time. If you drink too much, even though it can't stimulate the spiritual body, it will
The physical quality must be better than any spiritual body!"
"Kill a dragon with one punch."
The village chief smiled and said: "It will definitely scare those bastards outside the market to death."
The two looked at each other and smiled. The pharmacist walked out of the room and closed the door.
The next day, the villagers brought several more iron-boned tigers, green dragon snakes, thunderbirds and golden turtles. These old men and women had goals and were very motivated, but they made the pharmacist angry: "Let him drink too much spirit at one time."
The blood will kill him!"
The mute blacksmith who dragged two thunderbirds grinned and laughed, without a tongue in his mouth.
"Mu'er can hold on!" Granny Si was full of confidence in Qin Mu.
The pharmacist glared at them and stopped talking. He took out the insect eggs and continued to refine the blood, but something happened. This time, there was a lot of four-spirit blood. After Qin Mu drank it, his body expanded as if it was inflated, making the old man and old lady
They were all extremely nervous, fearing that he would explode with a bang.
The pharmacist took out several hollow silver needles and inserted them into Qin Mu's back and Tian Ling Gai. The needle holes of these silver needles spurted red, blue, and purple air currents outward.
After a while, the silver needle stopped spraying. The pharmacist took the needle off and glared at the old man and old lady again: "Go step by step, step by step. If you want to feed him into a big fat man in one bite, you will only stretch him to death! Now he is still alive."
Some of you are exhausted, and you are all busy. Later, the butcher will practice knife training with him, Ma Ye will practice boxing with him, and lame man, you can practice legs with him to help him digest."
"Mu'er, come to practice swordsmanship!"
The butcher put his hands on the ground, jumped up, and landed on a single wooden stake. He had no lower body, and his upper body stood on the single wooden stake, which was about the same height as Qin Mu.
The butcher held two pig-butchering knives in both hands. They were different from ordinary pig-butchering knives. The ordinary pig-butchering knives were less than a ruler long, had round wooden handles, and the blades were arc-shaped, like the moon cut off by three-quarters.
The butcher's butcher's knife looks like an ordinary butcher's knife, but it is a few sizes larger. The knife is three feet and two inches long, with a thick back and a thin blade. It is polished and polished. The two knives put together look like two arches.
The door is huge and scary.
The butcher's knife in Qin Mu's hand is also the same size, but it is only one knife and is very heavy. A knife weighs more than twenty kilograms. Normally, the boy can only carry one knife, but since taking the four spirit blood, his strength is stronger than before.
It's a lot heavier, but it doesn't feel heavy even when I pick up the butcher's knife with one hand.
"Grandpa Tu, be careful!"
Qin Mu held the knife in one hand and rushed towards the butcher on the wooden stake. The butcher laughed loudly, and although he was only half a body, he still looked heroic.
Night battle in the storm!
Qin Mu's single sword flew up and down, his footsteps moved, and he slashed at the butcher. The sword light became faster and faster, and the wind howled in a continuous motion.
"Slow down, slow down, you are too slow!"
The butcher yelled, his swords flew like rain, and the sound of clinking hits was like a heavy rain hitting pear blossoms. He said sternly: "Quick! Faster! Your butcher's knife can be even faster! This move is called Night Battle Liancheng Fengyu.
, just be fast, the butcher's knife should be as fast as the wind and rain in the dark night, spreading all over the city! Go faster!"
The light of the sword was faster, like three silver dragons cruising up and down around a single wooden pile. The sound of the wind became louder and louder, the hissing sword energy was mixed with the sound of the wind. When it landed, there were suddenly deep marks on the ground.
Those are knife marks.
"Very good, you just have to be this fast! The faster your sword is, the stronger the sword energy will be. But you are not fast enough. You have to be fast enough to make your sword intention burn like a fire, and burn again!"
The butcher was like crazy, dancing with the knife with both hands, which dazzled Qin Mu and shouted: "Burn! Burn! Let your knife burn, let your Qi burn, let your spirit burn! After burning, you will have magical powers!"
call--
His knife cut through, and the friction between the knife and the air actually caused it to burn. The two knives shuttled back and forth like two fire dragons, and the sound became more and more alarming.
The fire dragons rushed straight towards Qin Mu. Qin Mu was unstoppable. Suddenly two fire dragons soared into the sky and tore apart the night above Canlao Village. It was extremely shocking.
Qin Mu was stunned. The butcher's knife was so terrifying.
Over the village, darkness surged in, swallowing up the fire dragon and the sword light and sword energy.
The darkness seemed to be alive, and seemed to be very angry at the butcher raising his knife to cut into the darkness. The extremely oppressive darkness pressed towards the village, as if it wanted to devour the village.
However, the light from the stone statues in the four corners of the village suddenly became brighter, forcing the darkness back.
"What a thief!"
The butcher held a knife in both hands, stood on a single wooden stake, and shouted to the sky, a little crazy: "Sooner or later, I will split this black man, and sooner or later I will kill him! What was cut off was my waist, and what was lost was my legs, but not my head."
!I want to kill..."
"Grandpa Tu is crazy again. But Grandpa Tu's sword is too fast. He has perfected his sword skills into magical powers. When can I become as fast as him?"
Qin Mu looked at the crazy butcher with admiration, put down the butcher's knife, and went to find the one-armed horseman.
"The butcher's knife has magical power to cut out flames, but my fist has to produce thunder to be magical!"
Ma Ye had a serious face, clenched a fist with one arm, and his bones made crackling sounds, and said calmly: "Mu'er, when will you be able to hold the thunder and lightning in your hands, your fist will be considered a small achievement. Butcher's
The knife is very fast, but my punch breaks through the limitations of sound, breaks through the restraint of air, and explodes with unparalleled power! I can also practice boxing with one hand, and I can also make a thousand hands with one hand, and I can also make thunder with one hand.
Sound Thunder!”
Boom——
There was a muffled thunder, it was Ma Ye's fist, like thunder exploding.
Boom boom boom!
A series of thunder sounds came, and Qin Mu could not catch the speed of Ma Ye's punch with his naked eyes. The afterimage of the fist actually made him see that the one-armed Ma Ye no longer had one arm, but had thousands of arms.
Master Ma's fists were getting faster and faster, and those thousands of arms actually held thunder and lightning in their palms, crackling lightning, and every blow was thunderous and lightning splashed!
"This is the Thousand-Armed Buddha in the Eight Forms of Thunder and Sound! As long as your punches are faster than your voice, you can control the thunder. With each punch and palm, you can destroy the opponent's soul and body, making him irrecoverable and never reincarnated!"
Master Ma retracted his fist and said in a deep voice: "Use the eight thunder and sound moves I taught you to attack me, hit the sound of thunder, hold the thunder and lightning in your hand, and control the thunder!"
Qin Mu calmed down. The skills taught to him by Master Ma and Master Tu today were different from those in the past. In the past, they taught him how to practice swordsmanship and boxing, but this time they both mentioned the same word.
Supernatural power!
This word was a bit unfamiliar, it was the first time he heard it.
Qin Mu used the Eight Thunder Styles and attacked Ma Ye. Although Ma Ye was one-armed, any attack by Qin Mu was easily blocked by him without any effort.
Different from the butcher, although the butcher seems crazy, he is very measured every time he fights with Qin Mu and never hurts him. However, Ma Ye is merciless and will hit Qin Mu with a punch whenever there is a flaw in his moves.
When he came over, although his fists were not heavy, Qin Mu was soon beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.
It wasn't until Qin Mu could no longer fight that Master Ma let him rest.
"Legs are the wind, the earth, and the root of strength."
The lame man was using crutches. He only had one leg left, but he was the one who taught Qin Mu leg skills. In the past, Qin Mu thought that the most normal person in the village was the lame man's grandfather. He always smiled honestly and gave people a very reliable look.
Feel.
But ever since Cripple Jiangbian stabbed the woman crawling out of the cowhide with a simple smile, Qin Mu became a little less sure.
The cripple's smile is a smile that hides a knife. No one knows whether his smile is real or fake.
He smiled and said to Qin Mu: "Mu'er, the butcher praises his knife, Ma Ye praises his fists, but the real magical power is the legs. If you can't kill the opponent by cutting him, what should you do if you can't beat him? Of course he has to run away.
is the most important thing! Life is not only about poetry and distance, but also about living in peace! So living is victory! As long as you run fast enough, you can run on the wall, on the water, or even on the water.
Run through the sky! If you run fast enough, everything is flat, the fire and the air are flat! Whenever you run and the sound behind your ears cannot catch up with you, then you have initially developed the magical power of kicking.