Chapter 32
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Qin Mu felt his blood run cold and he raised his hand to grab the spirit sword without thinking. However, he felt a pain in his palm as he was stabbed by the spirit sword.
"Mu …"
Madam Si couldn't help but call out. However, she was glared at by Village Chief so she didn't continue.
Qin Mu grabbed the spirit sword and it danced in his palm, creating even more wounds on his palm, turning his palm into a bloody mess. His vital qi was vigorous and protected his palm, preventing the sword from cutting off his palm.
However, in the next moment, the third spirit sword broke away from the formation of swords, followed by the fourth and the fifth!
Qian Qiu's gaze flickered. Victory was already decided. Qin Mu was younger than him and it was already not weak for him to be able to cultivate to this stage. However, Qin Mu only had two hands after all. How many swords could he grab?
Suddenly, Qian Qiu's pupils contracted. Qin Mu's hands grabbed continuously as though he had grown dozens of arms, grabbing the spirit swords in his hands!
Before his sword could even stab out, Qin Mu had already grabbed the sword hilt!
The eighth form of Thunderclap Eight Strikes, Thousand-Armed Buddha!
Qian Qiu's expression changed slightly and his vital qi thread trembled. The spirit swords in Qin Mu's hands were also trembling violently as though they were going to break free from Qin Mu's palm. At the same time, the other swords stabbed towards Qin Mu's eyes and throat!
At this moment, Qin Mu had grabbed the hilts of five swords with both hands. There were still seven swords left, and these seven swords came stabbing at him. The swords spun in the air like spinning tops, trying to drill through his head and create a huge hole in his throat!
Madam Si couldn't bear to look and Qin Mu suddenly roared. Incomparably thick vital qi burst out from his body and swept up the Pig Slaughtering Knife on his back to slash down.
Clang —
These seven swords were almost cut off at the same time and fell to the ground at the same time!
"Such thick vital qi thread!"
Qian Qiu was astonished. Qin Mu's knife came so suddenly and caught him off guard. Furthermore, Qin Mu's vital qi thread didn't make sense. It was shockingly thick and the power contained in the knife was also ridiculously huge!
As for the Pig Slaughtering Knife, it was also ridiculously sharp. It was even sharper and tougher than a spirit weapon.
With Qin Mu's powerful strength and the incomparably sharp Pig Slaughtering Knife, it was easy for him to cut off his seven spiritual swords!
Before he could recover from the shock in his heart, Qin Mu suddenly shook his hand and threw the five spiritual swords in his hand at him. The spiritual swords pierced through the air at an unimaginable speed.
However, Qianqiu revealed a smile. She raised her hand and a thread of Yuan Qi whizzed out towards the five Spirit Swords. At the same time, a few more Spirit Swords flew out from the sword pouch.
His sword pouch didn't look big and shouldn't be able to hold many things. However, the spirit swords flying out one after another was extremely strange.
Unexpectedly, just as Qian Qiu's vital qi thread wrapped around the five spirit swords that were shooting over, his expression changed drastically. Qin Mu's terrifying vital qi was actually hidden in the swords, surging violently. Before his vital qi thread could wrap around the spirit swords, it was already destroyed!
Qianqiu's reaction was also very fast. The few spirit swords that flew out from the sword pouch immediately blocked the five spirit swords that were shooting over.
At the same time, Qin Mu rushed forward. Qianqiu immediately stretched out her hand and pointed behind her back. Another spirit sword shot out to meet Qin Mu!
A strange sound came from Qin Mu's mouth. The sound was very short and passed by in a flash. However, it contained an indescribable rhythm that was strange, eerie, and sinister. Accompanying the sound was the mudra skill of this youth. Picking a flower as a mudra, when he was still three yards away from Qianqiu, the mudra smacked out!
"Samoyed!"
Qianqiu only felt the wind from his palm hitting his face but it didn't have any power. Just as he was about to focus on blocking the five spirit swords, his soul suddenly flew out of his body and was sucked into Qin Mu's palm. He couldn't help but be scared out of his wits.
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
Five light thuds sounded out consecutively. Without his control, the five spirit swords shot into his body one after another, lifting his body up high before falling back.
Bang — —
The pillar in the center of the village where the banner of the butcher's shop was hung swayed. Qianqiu's corpse was hung on it with his head hanging down motionlessly.
Qin Mu's palm was still bleeding. Suddenly, he clenched his fist and the blood splattered. Qianqiu's soul in his palm was also crushed by him.
Devil Freedom Mudra was good at destroying souls.
Qin Mu turned his head and revealed a smile, "Granny, I've won."
Madam Si was relieved. However, she immediately became furious, "Stinking brat, you've injured your hand. I'll beat you to death later! You can't wipe the blood on your body. If the newly made clothes can't be washed off, I'll beat you to death too! "
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