Tales of Herding Gods - 12. Chapter 12 Unparalleled Combat Techniques

The white legs of the two people in pink skirts collided with the big thick legs of animal skin shorts. Although Sister Qing’s long legs were slender, but the strength was amazing. The legs were like a knife and an axe, while Qin Mu’s legs were thicker, but they were impressive. It feels elegant and light, and it doesn’t seem to have much power.

Bang bang bang, a series of critical strikes came, and Senior Sister Qing’s legs were hit by an unknown number of kicks in an instant. Qin Mu’s legs were so fast that she couldn’t react!

The astonishing power of her legs was completely useless. Kicked by Qin Mu’s dazzling series of kicks, her power disappeared, as if she had been “eaten” by the opponent’s legs.

“Oops……”

Sister Qing’s legs were sore and weak, and the opponent’s legs kicked in series. The heavy rain fell on her waist, chest, and throat like bananas, and then one by one big feet kicked her face fiercely.

Qin Mu’s body twisted in midair, twisted and kicked. This kick was different from the previous leg technique. Previously, his leg technique was not strong and he only pursued speed, but the power of this leg was frightening.

Sister Qing’s face was kicked flat, Xiuting’s nose almost turned into fleshy skin, her chin shattered, and there seemed to be many foreign objects in her mouth. The girl was kicked back to the ruins with her head behind her forefoot!

Qin Mu confirmed that the lame stealing the legs of the gods is indeed the first!

Although I dare not say that the world is number one, the village is indeed the number one well-deserved.

The legs of that Senior Sister Qing looked fierce and domineering, but she didn’t even touch him at all, so she was hit hard by him!

Qin Mu can’t use the slightest vitality, relying on the strength of his own body, but Senior Sister Qing can pour her vitality into her legs, increase her strength and attack, and increase her leg speed. Even so, Senior Sister Qing is still a good one. Face to face and be beaten crippled!

He had just kicked Senior Sister Feiqing, and the hairs all over his body immediately rose, an extremely strong sense of danger surged into his heart, and he hurried forward without turning around.

Behind him, Senior Brother Qu quietly sneaked behind him and hit him with a painful assassin. He was bound to win this blow, but he didn’t expect Qin Mu to be so vigilant!

The two ran wildly on the back of the beast, jumping from the back of one alien beast to the back of the other. Senior Brother Qu walked extremely fast and furiously attacked Qin Mu’s heart, while Qin Mu rushed forward and flew with both hands, blocking The offensive of Brother Xiaqu.

Leiyin Eight Forms, Thousand Hands Buddha!

Senior Brother Qu couldn’t help being astonished. With his back facing him, Qin Mu was able to block all his attacks, as if he had grown countless arms. This kind of technique was unheard of!

Although Qin Mu’s Thousand-Handed Buddha could not do the same as Ma Ye’s gestures, it was thunder and thunder, but it was as fast as the wind and as fast as electricity. Even though his back was facing Brother Qu, even though he was running wild on the back of the beast, he was hard. The hard horse on the bridge is full of fierceness and domineering, without letting Senior Brother Qu take advantage of it.

“Zheng——”

Suddenly the sound of the sword sounded, Qin Mu’s scalp was numb, his arm suddenly saw blood, and he was injured by the sharp sword.

Qin Mu rolled over and fell off the back of the beast, and ran under the belly of a giant beast. Senior Brother Qu followed him, his hands empty, but a silver sword flew up and down around him.

Qin Mu’s pupils tightened. The ability of this senior brother Qu to control the sword was much better than that of Senior Sister Qing. Senior Sister Qing controlled the sword. The flying sword could reach a distance of tens of meters, killing the enemy dozens of meters away, and Senior Brother Qu controlled the sword. The sword, the sword is no more than three feet away from his body.

This is very scary and extremely dangerous.

Killing the enemy with the sword in close combat will hurt yourself if you are not careful. Therefore, the requirement for sword control is extremely high. It also shows that the opponent’s swordsmanship is tyrannical and terrifying, and he has full confidence in his own swordsmanship!

Without the meticulous control of vitality, I dare not do such a sword!

“Grandpa Tu didn’t teach me how to stimulate my vitality, nor did Grandpa the village chief say how to use his domineering vitality. In this case, I’m afraid I will suffer.”

His foot suddenly touched a branch, which should have been trampled by the animal group. Qin Mu didn’t hesitate to point his toes, and the branch fell into his hand. It was a willow branch six or seven feet long, with the thickness of his thumb.

The young man held the branch and moved fast, his eyes fixed on the tip of Senior Brother Qu’s sword, but he turned a blind eye to his hands.

His vitality tried to rush into the willow branches, but the vitality entered the branches, and he lost the sense of vitality when he reached a foot and three inches.

One foot and three inches is too short, and it is too dangerous to contend with the opponent’s flying sword.

Brother Qu came forward, and the sword flew up and down around him, stabbing, chipping, wiping, picking, chopping, shaking, and cutting, like an invisible swordsman holding this sword, and killing Qin Mu from every incomparable position. .

Chi Chi Chi Chi, a few soft sounds, Qin Mu’s willow branches were only one foot three inches away, and the sword fell again and collided with the willow branches with a soft ding sound, as if it had touched steel.

When Qin Mu saw his vitality injected into the willow branches, he was able to block the opponent’s sword, completely relieved, only the tip of the sword was in his eyes, and the one-foot three-inch willow branch in his hand was used as a pig-killing knife by the butcher. The sword technique is displayed on this three-foot three-inch willow branch!

The night battle is full of wind and rain!

With no distractions, Qin Mu showed his knives taught by the butcher with small willow branches to his heart’s content.

quick! quick! quick!

The butcher called his sword technique called the pig-killing sword technique, and there was only one magic trick, and that was fast!

So fast, let’s get up and down!

Qin Mu threw himself into the swing of the knife, swinging the knife freely, and clanging crit sounds continued. The two moved quickly under the running beasts, killing from under the belly of one giant beast to another. Under the belly of a giant beast, the thick legs and feet of the giant beast stepped on it like a pillar smashed down from the sky. If you accidentally step on it, you will be crushed to pieces!

Their footsteps seem chaotic, but in fact they all follow a wonderful rhythm, and they can always avoid the behemoth when they are about to step on them.

Brother Qu was shocked and angry, he was being beaten!

He was beaten with a stick by this “little devil boy” in front of him!

The willow branch in Qin Mu’s hand is very short, about a foot long, isn’t it just a stick?

And his sword is five feet and seven inches long, trained into silk, and uses silk to imply swords. His sword-controlling skills are passed down by the five elders of the Lijiang River. The five elders of the Lijiang River are the powerhouses who broke through the walls of heaven and humans and opened up the heavens and gods. , How exquisite is the sword control they teach?

The kung fu he used in his hands was the magical power of martial arts created by the five elders of the Lijiang River, called Lijiang Jue. Using this martial arts technique with both hands, his vitality turned into a big river, surging surging, and the waves cracked the bank, which was astonishing.

Although he has not yet practiced martial arts to the level of supernatural powers, his power is already very important. It is not a problem to open a stele and crack a stone, and the fossil is powder.

However, in front of the little stick of the “little devil boy”, these two great skills were flawed, and they were repeatedly broken through the defense. The little stick hit the face, neck, collarbone, elbow joint, wrist, finger bones, ribs, back heart, waist Heart, waist and hips, bent legs, ankles!

In this short moment, Senior Brother Qu was knocked all over his head, and his body was also blue and purple. How could he not be angry?

But there was more fear in his heart.

If Qin Mu’s hand is not a small stick, but a knife…

I can’t imagine the consequences!

It’s terrible. This boy is eleven or twelve years old at most, and his body is less than his chest. Even if he practices from his mother’s womb, he can’t become such a terrifying genius, right?

Senior Brother Qu quickly noticed Qin Mu’s shortcomings, and let his heart down: “His vitality cultivation base is very weak, although his moves are extremely delicate, but his cultivation base is pitifully weak. In other words, he is not a spirit body, just an ordinary person. …”

He finally thought of the key, that is, Qin Mu is just an ordinary person, not a spiritual body, and has not opened the spiritual fetus. It should be that he has practiced basic techniques such as Daoyin Gong, so that Qin Mu has a part of his vitality cultivation base. .

But the vitality cultivated by ordinary people has no attributes and can’t exert any power, so although Qin Mu’s attacking moves are far better than him, the moves are not powerful, and they are not much threatening to him.

“The sword technique of the little devil boy should be a magical power, but he is far from able to exert the power of the magical power. If I can get this magical power…”

Senior Brother Qu couldn’t help but relax. Qin Mu couldn’t exert the power of the sword technique, but he could show some points. If it were displayed in his hands, then the power must be extremely terrifying!

He could see that Qin Mu’s sword technique was a combat technique.

Combat skills are different from magical powers such as sword control. Sword control is to free your hands and let the sword fly in the air to kill the enemy, making your own swordsmanship more flexible, and your hands can also attack the enemy at the same time, making it more changeable.

The combat skills are different.

Combat skills take the original path, you need to use your own hands to control the weapon, you can let your own vitality into the weapon to the greatest extent, make the moves more powerful, and the magical power stronger!

In fact, the pros and cons of combat skills and sword control have been concluded a long time ago. Hundreds of years ago, combat skills and sword control co-existed. At that time, neither those who practice combat skills nor those who practice sword control accepted each other. They often fought against each other. However, there was a wizard in the line of sword control who was born and would practice combat skills. The strong can kill the dead, the broken, the runaway.

And this genius is the national teacher of the Yankang country known as the first person under the gods!

Up to now, there are very few people who practice combat skills, and the supernatural powers of the superior line of combat skills have been lost one after another. Without the inheritors, the low-level combat skills have been handed down.

However, the truly superior combat skills are still extremely powerful, and Brother Qu is convinced that what the little demon cub in front of him displays is truly superior combat skills!

“I must get this combat technique! Get him down, and force him to hand over the cultivation technique of this combat technique anyway!”

Qin Mu’s small wooden stick was still beating on Senior Brother Qu frantically. Senior Brother Qu desperately resisted, but he could not completely block the small wooden stick. He was beaten hundreds of times in a short period of time.

Brother Qu’s head and face became more and more swollen, and his body became more and more painful, and his heart gradually became flustered. The more flustered he is, the more he has no rules, and the more times the small stick falls on him.

Although it was just a small wooden stick, it didn’t have much power, but with Qin Mu’s own strength, the constant percussion, the accumulation of less, the damage to his body was also significant.

“He is going to knock me to death!” Senior Brother Qu had a horrified face.