Chapter 93

"I lost."

Ma Ye let out a sigh of relief, showing a gratified smile, and said: "One power down ten times, Mu'er, your strength can already make up for the lack of moves. You passed the level. By the way, how did your cultivation level suddenly change? You have improved a lot? Even I can't take your power off you."

Qin Mu breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "I went out with the village chief, and when I came back, my spiritual womb..."

The village chief coughed repeatedly, Qin Mu wondered, "Village chief, what's wrong with you?"

"I was frightened by your move just now."

The village chief coughed again and said, "You have passed the first level, so what about the second level?"

The lame man pulled out the pig's trotter in his mouth, limped over, and said with a laugh, "Mu'er, let's not compare boxing, but legs. Do you look up and see that cloud?"

Qin Mu looked up and saw a white cloud drifting by. The lame man smiled and said, "Comparing your strength with me, let's see who runs to that cloud first."

Qin Mu hesitated for a while, nodded, and the lame smiled honestly: "You are young, I love young, let you go first."

With a simple and honest smile on Qin Mu's face, he said, "I respect the old, the old will go first."

"You are young, you go first."

"You old man's body is not good, you should go first."

...

With simple and honest smirks on their faces, the two pushed each other for a long time. The butcher picked up two big knives and shouted, "Fuck! That cloud has gone away! If you don't run, I will chop you two!"

Qin Mu and the lame man hurried away almost at the same time. Qin Mu stepped on the footsteps, the wind was blowing under his feet, and suddenly he stepped on the gust of wind and rose into the air. At this moment, the lame man had already rushed into the air one step ahead of him. Qin Mu's palm pressed down, and the lame man The wind under his feet suddenly blew to the ground, and the lame man danced and fell from the air.

Qin Mu rushed forward immediately, surpassing the lame man, and was walking on the wind, when suddenly his legs tightened, and the two legs were tied tightly, and he fell down on his head and feet.

The lame laughed, and a whip of vitality appeared in his hand, locking Qin Mu's legs.

Qin Mu fell down, and the old man with one missing leg stepped on him and was about to rise into the air.

But at this moment, Qin Mu's vitality exploded, breaking his vitality whip, hugging the lame man's leg, and kicking his own leg towards the lame man's face.

The lame man tapped the ground with his crutches, and then performed the trick of stealing the sky. He attacked Qin Mu in a state of perfection. Qin Mu lay on the ground and only attacked his crutches. He kicked out an unknown number of legs in a row. The cripple's cane kicked to smithereens.

The lame man stood on one foot and said angrily, "Stinky boy, who did you learn so badly from?"

Qin Mu slapped his hands on the ground heavily, his head, lower and upper body swiveled up into the sky, the lame sneered, squatted on one leg, then jumped and jumped into the air.

Just as he jumped up, Qin Mu, who was on top of his head, immediately slapped him with both hands, his vitality directly transformed into Xuanwu vitality, water lines appeared in the air, and then turned into a water dragon and headed straight for the lame man.

"Little Daoer!"

The lame man smiled, his hands were windy, he slammed the water dragon, deflected the water dragon, his vitality turned into a leg, a bit transparent, his legs ran wildly, and he had a tendency to surpass Qin Mu.

Qin Mu split his legs, splitting a single horse in the air, pressing the air with his palm, the head and feet immediately turned into the top and the bottom, and then put his legs together, running wildly, killing the lame man's heartache.

The two of them ran in the air, and their legs were spread out. They were all sinister moves.

Suddenly, the cripple's arm was like a shadow, unpredictable, and he unfolded his stealth technique. Before Qin Mu could realize how he made a move, he felt that his trousers were loosened, and the cripple pulled his pants down to his ankles.

He tripped over himself immediately, and then his body became cold. The lame man took off his clothes and trapped his hands. Qin Mu fell from the air, hurriedly broke his shirt, lifted his trousers, and fastened his trousers while running wildly, angrily said: "Grandpa lame, you didn't teach me this trick!"

The lame man laughed and said, "You catch up with me first, and I will teach you!"

Qin Mu chuckled and threw a punch, and the dragon-shaped fist suddenly rushed forward.

Qin Mu practiced his qi into silk, and the thick strands of vitality in his arms rolled towards the lame man, like a big snake. Once it was entangled, it was difficult to escape. The lame man dodged again and was caught up by him.

The two of them were full of laughter and approached in the air. The lame man was about to attack him when Qin Mu suddenly sealed his three souls and seven souls like lightning and flint, and then kicked the old man down from the air.

Pfft!

The cripple fell to the ground and smashed a large human-shaped pit, and then slowly climbed out of the pit, crying with joy: "As expected of me, I didn't just believe others."

Qin Mu quickly caught up with the cloud in the air, then slanted down again, and rushed forward a few steps on the ground, only to stop.

The lame said with a smile: "I promised you just now, and I will never go back on it. When you pass the nine levels, I will teach you to change hands."

Qin Mu was overjoyed.

The butcher raised the knife and said with a smile, "Mu'er, do you need a break?"

Qin Mu nodded immediately, sat down to rest, drank tea to replenish water, rested for a long time, and ran to put on another dress. The butcher's face darkened, and he muttered: "Stinky boy, you still need to rest when your vitality is so strong? Why don't you fight directly? If you fight, I still have a chance of winning..."

After a while, Qin Mu picked up another pig-killing knife from the collapsed blacksmith shop. The two pig-killing knives were intertwined, and he said, "Grandpa Tu, I have a good rest!"

The butcher sneered: "You used one knife originally, why do you use two now?"

Qin Mu held the knife in one hand and the knife in the other hand. The butcher's face was solemn, and he turned the blade. He held the knife in the left hand and sneered: "Stinky boy, you want to play close-to-hand combat with me? You are still a little tender..."

The pharmacist coughed and reminded: "Butcher, you don't have a lower body. If you are close to him, you will be at a disadvantage. You don't have as many muscles as him."

The butcher's face darkened again, and he said angrily: "He can't get close to me, and will be blocked by my swordsmanship..."

Ma Ye reminded: "His vitality is extremely powerful, two or three times yours. If your knife touches his knife, you will be knocked flying, and even you will be knocked flying. You can only beat him with skill."

"That's a fart?"

The butcher was furious, he stuck his two knives on the ground, rolled his eyes, and said with a smile, "Mu'er, sit down, we don't need knives, just listen and give a hand."

Qin Mu stuck the pig-killing knife on the ground and sat opposite him. The two use their hands as knives, touch their palms together, close their eyes, and infer the movement of the other's body muscles, the movement of vitality, and the distribution of the other's strength by sensing the force changes in the other's palms, and then attack their flaws. One-shot kills.

This is the trick to bringing out the ban.

When the sword came out of the ban, the carriages and horses roared like thunder. Going to the palace alone, holding the king's head in his arms.

The meaning of this poem is that I walked out of the emperor's forbidden palace with a knife in hand. The sound of chariots and horses outside was like thunder, and countless people and horses blocked my footsteps, just because I entered the palace alone, holding the emperor's head in my hand.

The imposing manner of this move is unmatched by any other move, wild, contemptuous of everything, ignoring everything.

But this move is the most skillful move in the butcher's swordsmanship. The control of one's own strength must be maximized, and the mastery of the enemy's strength must also be maximized. It is the pinnacle of combat skills and supernatural powers!

The palms of the two touched each other's muscles, and the muscles of the other's body moved, vitality circulated, and strength was distributed. Almost instantly, Qin Mu realized that the butcher's vitality was far inferior to his own. The moment he used his hand as a knife, the butcher had already sensed it. When his power changed, he blocked it in advance, and his other hand slashed at Qin Mu's flaw!

After all, the butcher was still superior in skill, his reaction and experience were far better than Qin Mu's. However, when the butcher blocked Qin Mu's knife, he realized that it was not good. , planted in the forest outside the village.

Qin Mu lowered his head and saw that the clothes he had just changed had been torn open and cut by the butcher's knife.

His cultivation is too strong, although the swordsmanship is still not as good as that of the butcher, but he can crush the butcher with his cultivation.

"I lost!"

The butcher jumped up from outside the village, fell into the village, put his hands on the ground, and said happily: "I lost, pharmacist, deaf, you don't need to compare, your cultivation is not as good as him!"

The deaf sneered and said, "Who said that I want to compare my mana cultivation with him and my ability to fight? Mu'er, I drew two dragons."

Swah——

With shaking hands, he unfolded the two picture scrolls and hung the two pictures on the pole, only to see the two ink dragons lifelike, leaping on the paper, as if ready to fly away at any time. It's just odd that neither of these dragons has eyes.

"Over the years, I have taught you the way of calligraphy and painting. The way of calligraphy and painting is not these stupid tricks, but the stuff of smart people, who must be savvy."

The deaf placed the brush and said solemnly: "I use supernatural powers to paint these two dragons. As long as I click on my eyes, I can transform into a dragon and fly away. However, with the cultivation of the spirit embryo, it is impossible to complete the finishing touch. However, if the cultivation is not enough, then Depends on painting skills. I taught you a little bit of spirituality. Today, I will compare with you a little bit to see who can live these two dragons in the spiritual realm, and let the flying dragons fly into the sky!"