Apothecary had his own idea and said, "Let him drink spirit blood, drink as much as he can, drink as much as he can! Every time he drinks spirit blood, it can raise his constitution a little. If he drinks too much, even though he can't activate his spirit body, his constitution will definitely be stronger than any spirit body! "
"He can kill a dragon with one punch."
Village Chief smiled, "He can definitely scare those bastards outside of Great Ruins to death."
Both of them looked at each other and smiled. Apothecary walked out of the room and closed the door.
The next day, the villagers brought over a few Iron Bone Tigers, Green Dragon Snakes, Thunderbirds, and Golden Tortoises. With a goal in mind, these old men and women were full of energy. However, this angered Apothecary, "Let him drink too much spirit blood at once, he will be stuffed to death!"
The mute blacksmith who had brought over two Thunderbirds grinned and chuckled. There was no tongue in his mouth.
"Mu 'er can take it!" Madam Si was full of confidence in Qin Mu.
Apothecary stared at them and didn't say anything else. He took out the insect eggs and continued refining the blood. However, something still happened. This time, there was a lot of four spirit blood. After Qin Mu drank it, his body swelled up like air, making the old men and women extremely nervous. They were afraid that he would explode with a bang.
Apothecary took out a few hollow silver needles and stuck them on Qin Mu's back and head. The holes of these silver needles spurted out red, blue, and purple air.
After a moment, the silver needles stopped spurting out air. Apothecary removed the needles and stared at the old men and women, "Step by step, step by step. If you guys want to feed him into a fatty in one gulp, you will only stuff him to death! Now he is still slightly stuffed so all of you will be busy. Later, Butcher will practice his knife with him. Old Ma will practice his fist with him. Cripple, you will practice your legs with him to help him digest. "
"Mu 'er, time to practice your knife!"
Butcher propped himself up with both hands and actually jumped up, landing on a wooden stake. He didn't have a lower body and his upper body stood on the wooden stake. He was about the same height as Qin Mu.
The Butcher held two butcher knives with both hands. They were different from ordinary butcher knives. Ordinary butcher knives were less than a foot long and had round wooden handles. The blades were curved, like the moon that had been cut off by three-quarters.
On the other hand, the butcher's knife in the Butcher's hand was similar to a normal butcher's knife, but it was a few times bigger. The knife was three feet and two inches long, with a thick back and a thin blade. It was polished until it shone brightly. When the two knives were put together, they looked like two arched doors. It was frighteningly big.
The Pig Slaughtering Knife in Qin Mu's hand was of the same size, but there was only one knife. It was very heavy, weighing about 20 kilograms. Normally, the youth could only pick up one knife. However, ever since he consumed the blood of the four spirits, his strength had increased. He didn't feel that the butcher's knife was heavy when he picked it up with one hand.
"Grandpa Butcher, be careful!"
With a knife in one hand, Qin Mu rushed toward the Butcher on the wooden stake. The Butcher laughed. Although only half of his body was left, he still looked heroic.
Midnight Battle Across Stormy Cities!
Qin Mu's single knife flew up and down. He moved his feet and slashed at the Butcher. The knife light became faster and faster, and the wind whistled.
"Slow, slow, you're too slow!"
The Butcher shouted. His two knives flew like rain, and the clanging sounds were like a rainstorm hitting pear blossoms. He said sternly, "Faster! Faster! Your Pig Slaughtering Knife can be even faster! The Midnight Battle Across Stormy Cities has to be fast. The Pig Slaughtering Knife has to be as fast as the wind and rain in the dark night, scattering all over the city! Hurry up! "
The knife light became faster, like three silver dragons circling around the wooden stake. The sound of the wind became louder and louder, and the knife aura was mixed with the sound of the wind. When it landed, there were deep marks on the ground.
Those were knife marks.
"Very good, you have to be this fast! The faster your knife is, the stronger the knife aura will be. However, you're still not fast enough. You have to be so fast that your knife will is like a raging fire, burning, and burning again! "
The Butcher was like a madman, and his hands danced with the knives, dazzling Qin Mu. He shouted, "Burn! Burn! Let your knife burn, let your qi burn, let your spirit burn! After burning, it will be divine arts! "
Whoosh —
His knives slashed past, and the friction between the knives and the air actually caused them to burn. The two knives were like two fire dragons, and their momentum became more and more astonishing.
The fire dragons pounced straight at Qin Mu, and Qin Mu was unstoppable. Suddenly, the two fire dragons rushed into the sky and tore apart the night sky above Disabled Elderly Village. It was incomparably shocking.
Qin Mu was stunned. The Butcher's knives were simply too terrifying.
Above the village, darkness surged over and swallowed the fire dragons, knife light, and knife aura.
The darkness seemed to have a life of its own, and it seemed to be angry at the Butcher for raising his knife to slash at the darkness. The incomparably oppressive darkness pressed down on the village as if it wanted to swallow the village whole.
However, the stone statues in the four corners of the village suddenly became brighter, and the darkness was forced back.
"Wretched heavens!"
The Butcher held his knife with both hands and stood on the wooden stake. He looked up at the sky and shouted crazily, "Sooner or later, I'll split this darkness apart and kill my way back! My waist was chopped off, and my legs were lost, but not my head! I'm going to kill … "
"Grandpa Butcher is crazy again. However, Grandpa Butcher's knife is simply too fast. He has cultivated his knife skills into divine arts. When can I be as fast as him? "
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