I'm just a soldier, why should I fight you in a duel?

The sun was setting, and the ancient forest in the mountains became more and more gloomy.

The battle was over.

Two to eight, a complete victory.

Two blood-soaked figures sat cross-legged on a boulder, seemingly practicing some kind of martial arts.

Between breaths,

the cold and gloomy air scattered around was swallowed by them.

The strange arms under their armpits slowly retracted into their bodies with the rhythm of their breathing.

For some reason,

such a skinny body could hide two such strong arms.

Suddenly, the two opened their eyes at the same time.

The brutal beasts all over their bodies instantly dissipated, and even the cold and gloomy corpse odor in the air became much lighter.

"Huh!"

A Er breathed a sigh of relief with a smile on his face, as if he had escaped death.

Although this "Secret Art of Corpse Sewing" is extremely powerful and has few rivals in the same realm.

But it also has great disadvantages.

Because this technique requires the complete limbs of the martial arts practitioner to be cut off.

After being refined with secret medicine, it is then grafted onto the body of the practitioner.

The practitioner needs to use the essence and blood in his body to practice it every day, and it will be barely successful for 49 days.

If during this period, if you accidentally lose control of the stitched limbs, you will be attacked by it.

The uncontrolled limbs will directly crush the internal organs.

"How is it?"

A Da asked coldly.

He knew that today was critical.

Because this was the last day for A Er to practice his arm.

If it failed, he would have to change his partner.

After all, the young master would not leave any waste around him.

"It's done!"

A'er raised his lips with a crazy look on his face, and his hoarse voice seemed to become a little crisper.

"This feeling is really wonderful."

"A person can actually have four arms at the same time."

Ada heard this, and a barely perceptible smile slowly appeared on his gloomy face.

He has changed dozens of partners over the years.

This one is more to his liking.

The crazy and violent look when killing people is exactly the same as him.

I don't know where the young master found him.

A'er jumped off the boulder, loosened his muscles, and glanced at the people around him.

He pretended to ask casually.

"Hey, Ada!"

"The young master always says that you are better than me..."

"But why have I never felt it?"

"What?"

"You want to try?"

Before A'er opened his mouth, Ada sneered.

The bones all over his body rang together, and the thick arms that had just retracted came out from his armpits again.

Seeing this, Ah Er quickly stepped back a few steps, raised his head again but was stunned.

He stared at the man in front of him in amazement, carefully checking the number of his arms.

"One, two..."

Whoosh!

A gust of fishy wind swept by.

In the blink of an eye, Ah Da turned into a residual shadow like an eagle and attacked him decisively.

Ah Er, who had not yet reacted, only felt his limbs and neck tighten suddenly.

He lost his balance all over his body in an instant,

and then he was pressed deeply into the ground.

Boom!

Ice, snow, smoke and dust rolled up,

a large human-shaped pit appeared on the ground.

"Three!"

The voice in the pit was trembling and unbelievable.

"Young Master actually sewed three arms for you!"

Ah Da's expression was still calm and peaceful, as if it was not him who made the move.

"Do you feel it now?"

Hearing this, Ah Er in the earth pit swallowed his saliva.

The expression on his face was extremely rich.

After this move,

Now he couldn't even think of resisting Ah Da.

Before this, he thought he could at least fight Ah Da on equal terms.

Now it seems that he is simply childish and ridiculous.

This man who doesn't like to talk in front of him is several times stronger than himself in both cultivation and secret techniques.

If he really fights him, there is only one result.

That is death.

"I feel it, Brother Ah Da!"

Although Ah Er is having some difficulty breathing now, he still forced a smile to please.

"I really give in this time! Let me go first. I can't breathe."

Seeing that the purpose of the knocking had been achieved, Ah Da let go of his hand, sat down on the spot, and ignored him.

Every time this secret technique of sewing corpses is performed, it will shake the true qi and blood in the body.

Only after the running of the technique subsided could the stitched arm be retracted.

A Er, covered in dust, crawled out of the pit.

There were several obvious black streaks on his limbs and neck.

Bloodstains.

He looked at Ada, who was sitting cross-legged, with lingering fear.

A chill ran down his spine,

but he couldn't help but punch the air with his fist.

"Go and drag all the bodies here, so they won't be dragged away by the wild beasts in the mountains."

"You'll ruin the young master's good deeds."

Aer trembled all over, quickly retracted his fist, and answered repeatedly.

"Okay, brother Ada! You can practice with peace of mind, and leave this kind of trivial matter to me!"

Listening to the footsteps gradually fading away, Ada's eyes suddenly opened a little.

After confirming it, he really calmed down and continued to practice.

...

Half an hour later,

the sky had completely darkened, and this place was completely shrouded in mountain fog.

Standing in the middle of the mountain wall, Ada looked at the dark cave in front of him with vigilance.

Although he knew that his young master was familiar with the things hidden inside, he still didn't dare to relax.

The wailing of the gray-clothed man before his death kept lingering in his ears.

He suddenly sighed,

He didn't know how likely he would be to win against that thing with his current strength.

"Brother A!"

A voice suddenly came from under the mountain wall, interrupting Ada's wild thoughts.

He lowered his head and looked down.

The mountain fog was very thick, and he could only barely see a figure.

"Do you need me to go up?"

"No!"

Ada said expressionlessly.

"You just need to throw the bodies up!"

"Hurry up!"

Bang bang bang!

The bodies of martial arts monks were thrown up from under the mountain wall one after another by A Er.

After waiting for a while,

Ada saw that the number was no different, and hurriedly jumped down the mountain wall.

This kind of ghost place.

He didn't want to stay any longer.

The death of these eight martial arts monks was extremely tragic.

The few people who had their heads preserved had extremely terrified expressions on their faces, and they died with their eyes open.

Others did not even leave their entire bodies.

A strong bloody smell emanated from the corpses.

Accompanied by the cold mountain wind blowing into the cave.

After a few breaths,

A rustling sound suddenly came from the depths of the cave.

It was like something was moving at high speed.

Hiss!

A white spider web flew out from the darkness.

After firmly sticking to the eight corpses, it quickly dragged them towards the depths of the cave.

The cave in the middle of this mountain wall was extremely deep.

However, it was no longer dark after a few meters.

Along the way, there were torches lighting up the cave walls every five meters.

The spider web moved forward all the way and finally reached the deepest part of the cave.

This seemed to be a stone chamber, and the stone walls were covered with dense pale cocoons.

In the middle of the stone room stood a large, simple cauldron, with purple-red flames constantly steaming and burning.

It seemed to be refining something.

A spider leg lifted the copper lid on the cauldron, and at the same time, the spider web was suspended, and all the corpses inside were placed into the cauldron.

It didn't seem to notice that

a blood-red pill fell down and rolled to the side of a large, white cocoon.

Two blood-stained fingers trembled and drilled out from the gap of the cocoon, picked up the pill and quickly retracted it.