The Wind-Controlling Swordsmanship from Under One Person

Chapter 125: The Strange Double Hand
Chai Yan quickly got up from the ground, stretched his arm and reattached it, but there was still fear in his eyes.

The most taboo in practicing horizontal kung fu is to have a disabled body. With a broken arm, his kung fu is equivalent to being half disabled.

However, it is hard to say whether I can escape alive today. Although the opponent is young, he is indeed very powerful and I need to be careful in dealing with him.

It was also the first time that Qin Ye witnessed Shuang Quanshou's recovery ability. He could repair a broken arm in the blink of an eye, which could be called a medical miracle. If he became a surgeon, the hospital would have to support him.

I just don't know if my head can be reattached if it falls off.

Without saying anything more, Qin Ye jumped out with a knife in his hand. This time he ignored Chai Yan and went straight for Qu Tong.

When shooting a person, shoot the horse first; when capturing a tiger, you need to slide.

Without Qu Tong's command, Chai Yan rushed forward with a fearless spirit. At the same time, a layer of red light enveloped his body, and his muscles looked more solid and big. A red string was pulled behind him, like a puppet, and the end was held in Qu Tong's hand.

The two of them formed a wonderful combination.

Chai Yan is like a charging ox or horse, bearing all dangers in the front, and Qu Tong is like a shepherd leading the ox or horse, feeding them fodder and combing their fur.

Qin Ye didn't care what combination the opponent was. He rushed forward and slashed Chai Yan with a knife wrapped in the wind, causing his skin and flesh to be torn apart, revealing his white bones.

However, this horrific wound kept squirming under the cover of the red light, and it recovered as before in the blink of an eye, as if this serious injury had never happened.

Qin Ye raised his eyebrows, feeling very amused. He had never thought that the Shuangquan Hand could be used in this way.

As the thought flashed through his mind, Chai Yan was already like a raging bull, waving his fist as big as a casserole, and smashing down with a heavy hammer, bringing with it a whistling wind pressure.

Qin Ye dodged gracefully with his body moving to the side as light as a ghost. Then he turned around and kicked Chai Yan's calf with a fierce whip kick.

With a bang, Chai Yan turned into an upside-down windmill, his whole body spinning rapidly and uncontrollably, and he fell heavily to the ground.

Without allowing him to get up, Qin Ye's eyes flashed with coldness, and the thousand blades in his hands were wrapped in the wind and slashed continuously. The only sound in the air was the sharp whistling of the blades cutting through the air flow. Chai Yan's limbs were separated in an instant, and blood splattered like a fountain. In the blink of an eye, he turned into a human pig.

Qin Ye did not stop, and pierced Chai Yan's heart with a knife, nailing him to the ground. The latter's body trembled violently, blood spurted from his mouth, and he was in a dying state.

Even with the powerful recovery ability blessed by the two hands, in the face of absolute hard power, everything is just a futile struggle.

Under the red light of his life hand, Chai Yan's injuries recovered visibly. His broken arms were connected, and his damaged heart was even repaired. Flocs of flesh were wrapped around the blade.

However, there was always an obstruction in his heart and it could not recover as before, and Chai Yan's breath gradually weakened.

At this moment, Qin Ye suddenly pulled out the knife, allowing Chai Yan's heart to regenerate.

This posture is like everything is in the palm of your hand, like an old cat catching a mouse, not killing it, just playing with it.

Just when Chai Yan's heart was about to recover and he was about to stand up again, a cold light flashed by again, and the flesh on his head separated and rolled down.

Qin Ye wanted to see if the severed head could be reattached.

However, the red light did not repair Chai Yan's body this time. Whether it was unable to do so or for some other reason, it slowly withdrew into the hands of its original owner.

Seeing this scene, Qin Ye no longer paid attention to Chai Yan's body, looked up at Qu Tong, and chuckled:

"Why did you stop? Can't you treat the severed head?"

"What exactly do you want?" Qu Tong frowned, his palms shining red as he stared at the person in front of him.

Qin Ye shook the scarlet on his knife and walked forward:
"Nothing much, just trying to kill you."

"No more room for negotiation?" Qu Tong asked again.

Qin Ye looked indifferent and said nothing. The blood-stained thousand blades in his hand hung casually at his side. The bright red blood slowly slid down the blade, staining a shocking scarlet road on the ground.

Every time his steady footsteps landed, it seemed as if he was stepping on Qu Tong's heart. His attitude was very clear.

In the dim cave, the incomplete sunset came to an end.

Qu Tong felt as if she was trapped at the bottom of a deep lake, with a towering mountain pressing down on her head. The thick coldness wrapped her tightly, and the heavy feeling of oppression pressed against her whole body. Her chest seemed to be stuffed with cotton, making it difficult for her to breathe.

Once upon a time, she never thought that she would end up in such a situation.

"Wait, we can actually work together. You want the Eight Wonders? I can help you find them!"

Qu Tong's throat moved, and she was still making her last struggle.

But then she heard Qin Yeyousen's words:
"You're wrong. I never want the Eight Wonders, but I want to kill those who know them!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Ye instantly appeared in front of Qu Tong. With a "puff", the thousand blades in his hand pierced through her plump chest without mercy, pressing her to the stone table behind him.

Blood was oozing from the corner of Qu Tong's mouth, but the pain in her chest did not change her expression. She had long been accustomed to the pain.

A rich red light surged around her body, and a crimson hand of vital energy suddenly emerged and grabbed out. She did not use the blue hand, as changing one's mind was not something that could be accomplished overnight. If she encountered resistance, it would be difficult to succeed in a short time.

The red life hand can not only repair and treat physical injuries, but also reshape the body structure at the cellular level. This reshaping can be for the better or for the worse.

In an instant, Qin Ye's hair stood on end, and his body sensed a strong sense of crisis, as if he could die tragically at any time.

Although he didn't know what means the other party had to do this, he had to believe in himself. Without any hesitation, he immediately stepped back quickly.

Then a very strange scene came into his sight.

Just as the pursuing red hand passed over a corpse on the ground, the corpse suddenly broke into pieces and turned into a large number of fragments. The broken ends were as smooth as mirrors, and there was no trace of blood flowing, as if it had always looked like this and had this structure.

Qin Ye cursed inwardly. It was hard to imagine how far Qu Tong had developed his Shuangquan Hands. The opponent's fighting ability was not strong, but these hands were too weird.

Fortunately, I didn’t send Chen Duo to her before. This woman is too dangerous no matter whether she is red or blue.

With a slight movement of his mind, the thousand blades that were inserted into Qu Tong's chest suddenly exploded, piercing her body into tatters, her clothes torn, revealing her bloody body.

Qin Ye knew that this kind of attack would be fatal to others, but to Qu Tong it was no different from a cut on her finger.

With a wave of his hand, thousands of blades flew back quickly, and the broken blades gathered and reassembled in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, Qu Tong's body had recovered to its original state. The two big red hands were like two shields, protecting in front of her, as if waiting for the enemy to hit her.

However, Qin Ye had disappeared at some point, and when he reappeared, he was already behind her.

A flash of knife light swept across, fiercely taking off a head, and a column of scarlet blood spurted out in the air.

However, Qu Tong, who had lost his head, did not fall down. The red light connected the flying head like tendons and brought it back to his neck. With a crisp "click", it moved again.

Qu Tong can actually be reborn after having his head severed.

It’s really unbelievable!
Fortunately, Qin Ye was mentally prepared and was no longer surprised. He kept the blade in his hand and cut off the opponent's limbs before he could stretch out his red hand.

Qu Tong's body fell to the ground, and with a flash of a knife, the body was separated again.

This time, Qin Ye didn't give her a chance to connect, and kicked her head away like a ball.

He thought Qu Tong was dead, but he did not get the news of obtaining the innate Qi.

Then the red light on Qu Tong's body became more and more intense, like thick blood.

The limbs are growing back, and the flesh and bones in the neck are constantly wriggling. I'm afraid that it won't take a moment to grow back what it's missing.

At the same time, a "temporary mouth" appeared on Qu Tong's bulging chest, and underneath it was vaguely visible a white object that was coiled together and jumping like an earthworm.

The temporary mouth opened and closed, emitting a whispering sound like an evil spirit.

"You can't kill me, you can't kill me"

This picture is like a ghost story of purgatory, which makes people shudder.

After roaming the alien world for so long, this was the first time that Qin Ye felt his scalp tingling when facing an enemy.

"What the fuck is this monster!"

He couldn't help but curse out loud, is the world of aliens really just a world of traditional martial arts with a touch of fantasy?
This picture is so fucking weird!

Qin Ye pursed his lips, his eyes flashed, and wisps of fire rose up. He threw Qianren aside, and his fists were dark and deep, like lava, with flames.

"This thing, we must not let it get out alive!"

He raised his fist, and flames rose from it, carrying with it a powerful force, and then fell down with a bang.

Bang. Bang. Bang!
Punch after punch landed on Qu Tong's strange body like missiles, fireworks evaporated the flesh and blood splattered everywhere, even though his body was already covered in mud, he still refused to stop.

Under the fierce bombardment of this volcanic eruption, the earth could not bear the burden and kept shaking and wailing.

Cracks spread out in all directions with Qin Ye as the center. The dust on the ground was blown high into the air and filled the air, intertwining with blood, flesh, and fireworks, forming a tragic and shocking picture.

After an unknown amount of time, the light of day faded away.

Qin Ye exhaled two breaths of hot air, slowly straightened his waist, and the violent ups and downs of his chest gradually calmed down.

Under his feet, there was no trace of Qu Tong anymore. There was only a deep pit and charred powder that was constantly evaporating at the bottom of the pit.

(End of this chapter)