Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 245 A thought as swift as the wind and as fast as lightning, paper fluttering in the air.
"Don't think about it!"

Yuan Zai was highly skilled and daring, or perhaps he possessed many treasures, which made even his soul as steadfast as Mount Tai.

He twisted his left wrist, preparing to use his wrist guard to withstand Chu Tianshu's sword strike and take the opportunity to escape.

This twisting motion was enough to slightly deflect Chu Tianshu's originally precise sword tip.

In the end, it turned into the blade grazing past the wrist guard with a soft swishing sound.

bass! !

Sure enough, the blade made a loud scraping sound against the wrist guard.

But after only half a foot of friction, the Three-Seven Divine Sword changed from a thrust to a pull in the blink of an eye, and pulled backward.

Yuan Zai felt as if the sword blade had been forged into one with his wrist guard.

With a swift pull of the longsword, his entire left arm was straightened off.

The small, thin soul he was holding in his left hand suddenly leaned against Chu Tianshu.

Yuan Zai was startled, and his right hand wielded the large sword, thrusting it out at full speed.

This large, black sword, even when used for piercing, lacked any sense of lightness or agility.

The thrust of the blade was almost like a car front crashing out from the air.

Chu Tianshu's longsword flashed, detaching from the enemy's left wrist and clashing with the broadsword.

when! !

The blades and swords crossed in mid-air, and in just a moment, Chu Tianshu's figure retreated rapidly.

A suction force on the sword made it stick tightly to the broadsword.

As Chu Tianshu retreated, the sword swirled and pressed back, directly slamming the broadsword into the ground.

Yuan Zai's right arm was pulled again, causing his entire body to tilt forward.

This time, the suction force wasn't just targeting his knife; it went straight through his arm and seeped into his shoulder.

Even if he wanted to give up the hilt now, he couldn't loosen his grip on the knife for the time being.

When their eyes met, he clearly saw the chilling intent in Chu Tianshu's eyes, and his heart skipped a beat.

Yuan Zai's greatest advantage lies in the fact that he is now a spirit. Once he takes action, he can pass through obstacles at will in a city with complex terrain.

However, Chu Tianshu used the Hanging Heaven Skill to wield the Tai Chi Sword, combining the suction force of his internal energy with the sticky force of his sword technique almost perfectly.

Yuan Zai was restrained by this sword technique. If he could not break free, he would not be able to exert his greatest advantage at all.

"break!"

This Yuan Zai truly lived up to his title as the leader of the Five Wrathful Sect. He remained calm despite his shock, and in the blink of an eye, he displayed the momentum to break through the impasse.

He let out a sharp shout and, taking a step forward, followed the momentum of his leaning body.

Although he was a spirit, his step caused the entire cell to tremble.

It wasn't just because he used his spiritual power to stomp on the ground.

Furthermore, it was because he used his pure Yin energy to completely clash with the Yin and impurities that were already present in the prison.

Using the force of the conflict, the black broadsword was raised again and rammed into Chu Tianshu.

Chu Tianshu stepped out in an arc, turning his body to the side.

The Three-Seven Divine Sword changes from pressing forward and downward to pointing upward to parry the blade, but throughout the process, there will still be a point on the sword that is connected to the blade.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
Yuan Zai took three more steps, his eyebrows slanting upwards towards his temples, and his cloak billowing wildly behind him.

He was like a raging dragon, ignoring all escape routes and directions, only charging forward.

Lieutenant Yang felt a sudden tremor beneath his feet, and he fell backward, slamming against the wall with his feet off the ground.

It felt as if something invisible was pressing down on Yang, preventing him from breaking free from the wall.

Tiny cracks spread from the floor to the walls.

This prison was originally intended to be a model prison by the Beiyang government.

This room is now a cell for serious offenders.

Even though it is not as strong as a high-quality reinforced concrete building, it was still constructed using bamboo, wooden pillars, and wire mesh for shaping, and cement mortar was poured inside.

It can be considered a secondary type of concrete.

The room is 10 meters square and 2.5 meters high.

Yuan Zai unleashed a series of powerful stomps, charging forward!

Before it even touched the wall, cracks had already covered all four sides, as if it were about to tear the room apart.

However, after taking three steps, he still lost his balance.

Chu Tianshu moved to the side in a wide arc, his long arms outstretched, his whole body exuding a layer of green aura.

The Three-Seven Divine Sword remained resting on the greatsword, effectively halting Yuan Zai's charge.

The two of them were in a position as if they had switched places.

Chu Tianshu is now closer to the inner wall, while Yuan Zai is closer to the fence.

boom!boom!boom! !

Three bullets, tracing arcs, struck Yuanzai in the center of his head and on both sides of his temples.

Huo Ming had already picked up his rifle and fired three shots in quick succession.

But when Yuan Zai's purple-gold crown shone brightly, the three bullets couldn't penetrate; they just stuck to the surface of his skin.

From a spiritual perspective, this is hardly even a minor injury.

"The magic weapon is truly excellent, and the skill is superb. Even for me, it would take two consecutive palm strikes to completely demolish such a cell."

Chu Tianshu raised his eyes slightly and said, "You are just a spirit, but the power of these consecutive stomps is not much less than my palm strike."

"There are only a handful of experts like this in the capital, what's your name?"

Yuan Zai didn't want to answer, but after hearing these words, he couldn't help but feel compelled to.

He is a master of evil arts; his soul is stronger when it leaves his body than when he has a physical body to rely on.

Moreover, now that he is empowered by magical artifacts, those few stomps are actually the spellcasting steps in a magical ritual.

And so, he only received the evaluation that "his palm strength is not much inferior to mine."

"I am the current leader of the Five Wrathful Spirits lineage, Daoist Yuanzai!!" Yuanzai shouted, "Since you are so confident, why not release the restraints and let me regroup, fully display the strengths of my spiritual body, and we can have another good fight?"

"I am a successor of the Golden Toad Tai Chi. If I give up the advantages gained from Tai Chi sword, can it still be considered a proper fight?"

Chu Tianshu remained calm and unmoved.

Before he could finish speaking, the suction on his sword suddenly disappeared, and the blade veered off course with such speed that it was like a fleeting reflection on the surface of water.

With a single sword stroke, he severed Yuan Zai's left forearm!

Yuan Zai knew he hadn't let his guard down much, yet he still hadn't caught up with this change. In an instant, his eyes widened in fury, and he swiftly pulled back the hilt of his sword, slamming it against his chest.

This person had a protective mirror on his chest, which was the second most precious treasure among the magical artifacts that blessed his entire body, second only to the purple-gold crown.

Upon impact, the precious mirror instantly cracked, and the black broadsword shattered from the hilt to the tip.

Bang! !

The two self-destructing magical artifacts shattered into black and white fragments, all of which sprayed towards Chu Tianshu in front of him.

With unparalleled speed, the Three-Seven Divine Sword struck the severed arm and the frail soul, flinging them to the ground.

Chu Tianshu's eyelids contracted, and he exerted maximum force with his right hand. The back of his hand was bony and thin, and the strength of his five fingers surged. Each knuckle protruded like an abacus bead.

After a quick touch and flick, the longsword in his hand changed direction at lightning speed, its blade trembling and flashing wildly.

choke! ! !
Electricity emanated from the empty room, and the sword light, both blue and white, resembled a clump of glowing wild reeds.

The roots are closely packed together, but the tips are quite far apart.

With just a longsword, all the fragments were stopped.

Yuan Zai's figure had already sped away, passing through the fence and wall, disappearing from sight.

Chu Tianshu closed his eyes.

The enemy that passed through the wall was no longer visible to the naked eye.

But in his mind's perception, he could sense that the enemy was rapidly moving away, passing through a large number of obstacles, and was about forty or fifty meters away.

Within this forty or fifty-meter stretch, there are several concrete walls, and at the far end is an office that originally belonged to the warden.

That place was made of concrete with thick steel bars, and the interior was tiled and furnished with a lot of solid wood furniture.

Chu Tianshu slightly turned his body, raised his right hand to hold the sword high above his head, with the tip pointing forward, and pressed the index and middle fingers of his left hand together on the spine of the sword.

bass! !

The moment his fingers brushed across the spine of the sword, it was so fast that one might have thought it sparked.

A bright white light flashed out in an instant, then disappeared into the distance.

The most important aspect of the Nine-Nine Calamity Ashes Divine Sword is the refinement and polishing of its sword intent.

Human intention is a very unstable thing.

While in a meditative state, Chu Tianshu relied on visualization and constantly changing hand gestures to progress step by step over a long period of time, and he was already able to go through most of the process of the eighty-one refining steps.

He was able to adjust his sword intent to the level of over forty refinements.

However, this state is very fragile, requires great effort to maintain, is unstable, and cannot be manifested in battle.

Currently, the level of sword intent he can unleash at any time in battle is around the twenty-seventh refinement.

The Three-Seven Divine Sword's ability to compress mental energy is no longer very effective at concentrating sword intent of his caliber.

However, besides this function, the Three-Seven Divine Sword has an even more important function.

It is the embodiment of the spirit of the soldiers.

Chu Tianshu's move was to combine his sword intent with the weapon's spirit, and then let the weapon's spirit detach and fly away.

Compared to a simple soldier's spirit, its destructive power is more significant and extreme.

It can maintain a greater distance than simple sword intent.

Just as Yuan Zai rushed into the warden's office, he suddenly felt a heat on his back.

A streak of white light caught up with him, pierced through his body, and flew out from the spot on his chest where the protective mirror had been removed.

All that can be seen is that the tip of the white light is a sharp, sword-like shape, while the shape behind it is very blurry.

The whole thing resembles a tiny, bright white shooting star.

The dust that had accumulated in the office and the scraps of paper scattered everywhere were all startled into the air the moment the sword pierced through the soul.

Dust flew up, and the tabletop cracked.

Waste paper was scattered everywhere.

Yuan Zai's gaze was filled with pain and a hint of bewilderment as he stared blankly at the scattered scraps of paper that almost brushed against his face.

After piercing through the body, the white light veered in mid-air and shot towards Yuan Zai's throat.

Yuan Zai regained his senses and silently charged forward, his purple-gold crown protecting his forehead. With the impact, the white light was deflected.

He grabbed the cloak with one arm, wrapped it around himself, and instantly sped away.

The sword intent on the white light had weakened, so it had no choice but to travel back, passing through layers of obstacles, and flying back into the Three-Seven Divine Sword.

Chu Tianshu exhaled slowly and sheathed his sword.

The emaciated soul that had fallen to the ground lay curled up and motionless, while the severed arm that had been gripping the soul turned into smoke and dissipated.

"If spirits can represent all combat power, then using spirits is really an advantage."

As Chu Tianshu calmed his strength, he couldn't help but let out a soft sigh, when he suddenly sensed something unusual happening around him.

Those few harmless, blue-green auras that had been following him suddenly became lively, connecting head to tail, and swirling rapidly around him.

Outside the city, the dark figure disappeared into Guanlin Temple and vanished in the blink of an eye.

In the capital city, before the execution platform.

The enormous image of the Five Witch Gods opened its mouth.

Yuan Zai's tattered soul flew out and landed back on his physical body.

The skin and bones of the body suddenly opened its eyes, its gaze unfocused, and it turned its head to grab Cao Ying's sleeve tightly.

"Quick! Quick..."

(End of this chapter)