Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 211 In Broad Daylight, a Miraculous Mantra
Success must be achieved openly and honestly.

How can we make things more transparent? First, we need to have an open and honest attitude.

Alternatively, one can choose to conduct business during the day.

The day is noon.

Many people in Fanliang are still unaware of the death of Heichi Nancang last night.

As usual, they went to the fields early to tend to the seedlings, weeding and removing pests.

Inside the village, the servants of the gods from other households still came out to inspect whether each family was doing their best in worshipping the river god and whether they were changing the offerings.

Some families simply didn't have enough fine food to change three times a day, so they had to beg the servants of the gods for mercy.

From time to time, one could hear the voices of the servants of God scolding and beating them.

This is the scene that Chu Tianshu saw when he led a group of people across the field.

The people in the fields, feeling dizzy and suffocated by the sun, didn't pay much attention to this group of people.

Some of the servants of the gods were idle and more than a hundred feet away. They could tell that these people were very unfamiliar and did not resemble the people of Deerfield, nor the Guang'er and Heichi tribes.

"Tsk tsk tsk, the master is above, the lackeys are below, and everyone else is stuck in the mud. How come the spirit world is in such a mess?"

Feng Jianhua's spirit possessed the straw man, completely transforming it into the appearance of a living person.

The look of disgust on his face was now fully expressed.

However, he couldn't take off his suit, so he wrapped himself in the clothes of a villager from Luye Village and carried a heavy stone knife in his hand.

"I knew it, old man, you only need one look to be filled with murderous intent."

Chu Tianshu clapped his hands and laughed, "When I first saw your paintings, I had a wish in my heart: to go with you in broad daylight to kill the villains."

"It's a pity that those evil spirits always appeared at night. This time, we can finally make up for that regret."

Feng Jianhua said, "I heard that these guys are conspiring again to open a secret passage to kill people in our Jianghuai region?"

Chu Tianshu's smile faded: "Yes, according to Senior Helai, if they succeed, this location should correspond to the territory of Hailing."

"That is, my honest and simple hometown, an ordinary little city."

Feng Jianhua laughed: "The murderous intent in your words is no less than mine. Tell me, which house do we go to first?"

"These people are scheming against each other, attacking one family after another. It's not only troublesome, but also full of variables."

Chu Tianshu raised his arms, pressed them against his back, stretched his chest a couple of times, and said, "So, let's try a different way to kill."

A bluish light surged in his eyes, a sign that his internal energy was circulating to his head and was faintly emanating from his seven orifices.

From his dantian, chest, and head, this aura was brewing intensely, and as soon as he opened his mouth, it spread wildly, uttering a challenge.

"God of Flowing Waves, you are nothing but a pile of dog shit!"

The rough, loud voice carried out almost like a thunderclap.

"Did you hear that clearly?"

Chu Tianshu raised his eyebrows in anger and shouted, "Your river god is nothing but a pile of dog shit!"

"I'd rather he kneel down and lick the soles of my shoes than be disgusting!"

The nearby fields were flooded by the river.

The sound waves rippled across the water's surface, creating dozens or even hundreds of splashes.

Everyone in the field was stunned. Only after realizing what the man had said did they frantically flee the area.

It's unknown how far this sound will travel.

Chu Tianshu unleashed his full power, employing the techniques of sonic wave power.

It doesn't seek to kill with sound waves, but only to make the sound travel far enough.

This method was known in the martial arts world of the Ming Dynasty as "transmitting sound over a thousand miles".

The claim of "a thousand miles" is, of course, an extreme exaggeration, but often, top-tier martial arts masters, with a little study, can be heard for ten miles.

Chu Tianshu's physique and skill were far superior to theirs.

At this moment, his curses spread, and in this open field, among the many villages, they even echoed in layers.

Your river god is nothing but a pile of dog shit! Dog shit!!
Those shamans who worship the river god are nothing but filthy creatures that crawled out of a latrine!
The most vulgar and obscene language fell like thunder from the sky.

It was overwhelming, leaving no place to escape.

The servants of the gods were so frightened that they wanted to cover their ears, unable to bear hearing these insulting words directed at the river god.

However, wave after wave of sound, like surging waves, crashed into their ears.

Some of the servants of the gods realized that it was those people in the field who were speaking, and they immediately roared and rushed into the field.

However, amidst Chu Tianshu's incessant cursing and the layers of echoes,

The voices of these servants of God are completely inaudible to others.

Even they themselves couldn't hear it clearly.

After rushing for a distance, these people realized the terrifying phenomenon, stopped on the ridge, and dared not go any further.

The one-eyed shaman of the Guang'er tribe was the first to hear the strange noise.

Thirty years have passed, thirty years of living a life of luxury.

Even thirty years ago, as a wizard, he was second only to the clan chiefs in status.

It can be said that he never dreamed in his entire life that he would hear someone insult the gods in this way.

Enraged, the one-eyed wizard spread his ears like wings and flew at full speed.

However, when he got halfway there, he realized that he wasn't the fastest.

A paper sedan chair is gliding close to the ground at a speed never seen before.

The four paper puppets were much shriveled than before, and their movements were so violent that they were almost torn apart by the oncoming airflow.

The reason they are shriveled is that the parts of the paper sedan chair carrier's body without the talismans, even if they don't crack, are blown inwards.

It was like a white shadow covering the ground, sweeping across everything in its path, regardless of whether there were any obstacles.

In another direction.

Ma Lingbai's leaps and bounds were no slower than the sedan chair.

As he leaped into the air once more, he saw the sedan chair in the distance, and a smile spread across his face.

Ma Lingbai had already anticipated that Gao Ming, the most composed of all the wizards, might be the first to make a move today.

Because Gao Ming has received the most blessings from the God of Flowing Waves, he cannot tolerate anyone openly damaging the God of Flowing Waves' reputation.

By this time, the paper sedan chair had reached the fields.

"Who dares to insult the gods?!"

An angry voice burst forth from the speeding paper sedan chair, sharp as the clashing of metal.

Aside from Chu Tianshu's curses.

Finally, a second voice was heard by those around them.

The paper sedan chair continued forward without stopping for a moment.

Although the four sedan chair carriers were made of paper, their bodies had an oily sheen and they were not afraid of water.

Because the entire paper sedan chair, including their own weight, was so light.

The four sedan chair carriers moved through the water at a speed three points faster than they had on the bumpy roads before.

A distance of 100 zhang (approximately 50 meters) takes about three seconds.

The four paper figures, along with the sedan chair, crashed into Chu Tianshu.

The shrill cry of "Who dares to insult the gods?!" still echoed.

The paper figures inside the sedan chair were also moving at this speed.

Suddenly, a sword flashed through the curtain.

shake!
With a flash of light and shadow, the heavy stone blade cleaved down towards the entire sedan chair.

The pressure from that slash seemed to shatter the entire sedan chair, along with the paper figures inside and outside.

Those four paper puppets had actually exhausted all their potential to run so fast.

When the blade struck, the invisible pressure collided with their forward momentum.

The sedan chair bearers and the sedan chair itself were like old paper weathered for a thousand years, instantly becoming mottled and torn.

The sword flashed and changed direction, piercing the stone knife amidst the flying debris.

Whether the sedan chair was charging or the stone knife was being swung, the sound was extremely frightening.

But after the swords clashed, their forces contracted further, becoming more focused.

In that instant, it seemed as if three or four ripples in the surrounding air were rapidly contracting and converging at the point where the weapons collided.

Of the eleven straw figures, the best one was given to Feng Jianhua.

Although Feng Jianhua was a martial artist, his internal energy cultivation was of exceptional quality, so when his soul was sent to the spirit world, it was accompanied by a small amount of internal energy.

After acquiring the spoils that Chu Tianshu brought back.

He Lai used those fragrant pills and powders to allow Principal Feng to bring down 70% of his power.

The flawless 70% of the Heaven-Piercing Skill is no less impressive than the original 100% of the Heaven-Hating Skill.

Ding!
The swords clashed, and after only a moment of stalemate, the wooden sword suddenly bounced back.

The sword struck Gao Ming in the chest.

The paper figure's body underwent a sudden change at the critical moment; the paper on its chest tore open and flipped backward.

The entire body split open, the paper on the front of the chest moved to the back, and the outer layer of paper became the inner layer.

An empty paper figure, turned inside out, is still just a paper figure.

Even this paper figure is still facing Feng Jianhua.

The strange transformation of the empty paper figure allowed him to unleash his next move even faster than Feng Jianhua, extending his claws.

But Feng Jianhua's body suddenly shifted to the side.

His stone knife was jolted up quite a bit by the shock, and his wrist hadn't quite recovered yet.

But as he moved sideways, a gust of blue wind swept up from his body.

The paper figure's hands touched the gust of wind, and its newly transformed body was too light, so it was propelled to the side.

Chu Tianshu's figure was revealed, and with a flick of his right hand, he pushed the paper figure from afar.

But halfway through, his hand gestures suddenly changed, gathering a heavy, deep blue aura and sending it towards the sky.

A large iron rod stretched out from the front, igniting the air and creating a white ring around it.

The stick was stopped by this palm strike.

hum! !

The two of them shuddered, and the ground around them sank.

"Something's not right. Where did you guys come from?"

Ma Lingbai caught a glimpse of the stone knife out of the corner of his eye and sensed something, but a smile crept onto his lips. "Cunning, but do you have the strength to win?"

"win?"

Chu Tianshu had already seen the figures of those wizards arriving, and he spoke.

"Not a single one will escape today!"

The ten figures behind him, whose hands had been forming hand seals, simultaneously opened their eyes and locked onto their target.

(End of this chapter)