Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 255 The true gesture

When a person waves their hand, if the speed is fast enough, it feels like even the air becomes a powerful resistance.

Once the speed of the hand slows down, air resistance will immediately decrease accordingly.

That is, after all, just a resistance, not a force that knows how to push back.

However, Chu Tianshu comprehended the mysteries of Qi, and with every move he made, his inner strength emanated, interfering with the entire surrounding environment.

For him, air is not just air, nor is it just like a liquid.

It's more like a crisscrossing network of sinews.

When he extended his palm, the force of the wind and airflow naturally pushed his hand back.

You don't even need to pull your hand away; just reduce the pressure on your hand slightly.

The tenacity of that strong wind would push his hand back with incredible speed.

Moreover, this reverse push can more efficiently compress one's own power.

When pressured, it explodes.

When the palm struck out again, it aimed directly at the iron bench, carrying with it a dozen or so bright, blue-lightning internal forces.

But in the eyes of that short, stout old man, what burst forth from that hand in that instant was not a blue power at all, but rather a black one.

Black lightning!!

The intensely rich color and the terrifyingly oppressive atmosphere.

In the eyes of the short, stout old man, everything else faded to gray and white.

Only the electric light on his hand remained, pure black.

The iron bench, which had been shaken by the force and enhanced by the mental energy of the two preachers, was like a layer of fluffy cotton wool in front of this palm strike.

Chu Tianshu crushed the iron bench with a single palm strike, leaving a mark on the short, stout old man's chest.

“Ah!” “Ouch!!”

Two extremely shrill screams came from inside the short, stout old man's body.

Those were the spirits of two preachers, both of whom should have been human.

But the scream was so sharp and pitiful that it didn't sound like a human being could make it.

In the short, stout old man's perception, it was as if two layers of icy aura on his body were suddenly destroyed, and an overwhelming force surged into his body.

"what------"

His round face was almost elongated, his scream was drawn out, and his whole body flew backward.

Chu Tianshu blasted him more than fifty meters away with a single palm strike.

In the instant he raised his palm, he surpassed the height of those houses and crashed into the city wall from a great distance.

Boom! ! !
Visibly, a ring of dust rose from the city wall.

The short, stout old man's entire body was stretched out by the force of the palm strike, his limbs elongated, making him both thin and tall, and he was embedded in the city wall in a star shape.

This scene is truly astonishing.

This scene can be seen in almost every part of Dongcheng District.

The battlefield seemed to pause for a moment, with no gunfire heard.

"The magical aura emanating from those two souls belongs to the Five Witches Cult."

"Was it because the cult leader discovered that my sword intent was particularly effective against spiritual bodies after he fled back that he resorted to the fighting tactics we have today?"

The blue light no longer emanated from other parts of Chu Tianshu's body, but the pupils and whites of his eyes were no longer visible.

Only a rich cyan light remained, like liquid, rippling in the eye sockets.

His hair twitched like black seaweed, each strand seemingly swaying on the seabed.

"However, my strongest state isn't when I'm using my swordsmanship!!"

Chu Tianshu was talking to himself, but on the surface, he only raised his eyebrows slightly, and his figure suddenly crossed half a street.

At a distance of nearly 100 meters, in this dim light, not even a shadow of him could be seen.

The restaurant at the end of the street is three stories high, with vermilion doors and red pillars.

A swordsman was hiding in the shadows of the pillars in the first-floor corridor.

Those hundred-odd burly gunmen were spread out widely.

However, Bench Guest, Horse Incompetent, and Drunken Old Man are not far apart from each other.

They moved stealthily, following Chu Tianshu's location, preparing to join forces to ambush and kill him when the time was right, but of course they couldn't be too far apart.

Originally, if Bench Guy could exchange three or four blows with Chu Tianshu, he could kill him if he failed.

But Bench Guy was sent flying before he could even finish one move.

When Ma Bucheng saw that figure fly far away, his pupils contracted sharply, and he suddenly drew his sword.

That's why, when Chu Tianshu came in front of him, he had just drawn his knife completely.

This is a black-backed, white-bladed machete.

The light only reflects off the edge, and the edge is very narrow.

However, when Ma Bucheng raised his sword, the very edge of the blade illuminated Chu Tianshu's entire body.

Those blue, wave-like eyes, those terrifying black hair, those sleeves stretched straight in the wind, and that long sword at his waist—all were illuminated by the glint of light.

Ma Bucheng's pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints, his legs, which were positioned in front and behind him, suddenly tensed up, and his buttocks tightened as if dragon scales were blooming all over his body, running up his spine.

He tilted his head upwards and swung the knife.

The moment the blade flashed, it slashed down on the enemy's chest.

When Ma Bucheng drew his sword, the way he straightened his head made it seem as if he were swinging the sword with his hand, rather than as a dragon-horse raising its head like lightning.

Use the dragon's horn to kill the enemy.

Those facing this strike feel as if they are witnessing a celestial horse transforming into a dragon, or a divine dragon rising to the heavens with its horns swaying.

The two preacher souls within Ma Bucheng essentially lost their consciousness when he drew his sword; all their power was unconsciously mobilized by Ma Bucheng's strike.

So much so that when he slashed with his sword, a phantom image of dragon scales was actually created.

Extremely fast, extremely sharp, it rushed forward from below.

Chu Tianshu had a sword at his waist, but he didn't draw it; instead, he grabbed down with his palm.

He grabbed the blade directly into his hand, and the dragon scale phantom struggled in his grasp.

The blade and his palm collided, creating a series of sparks and a clanging sound.

Ma Bucheng's eyes trembled slightly in disbelief, and only then did he see a clue.

Chu Tianshu's hand didn't just grab down directly.

His hand actually moved three times in an instant, using his fingernails to strike different parts of the blade from left to right.

The hard blade appeared as soft and curved as a ribbon in that fleeting moment.

Chu Tianshu's hand only then gripped the blade directly. So that's how it is...that seems acceptable...No!!

Ma Bucheng was utterly horrified.

How could his hands be that fast?
Even though a person can snap their fingers faster than any other action, striking a blade with a finger at that speed doesn't cause the finger to shatter.

Just how hard are his fingers?!
Chu Tianshu has indeed been spending a lot of energy practicing swordsmanship lately.

But for him, the greatest effect of this sword technique was not just to kill other people's spirits and souls, but to develop his own spiritual potential.

After optimization, "Zongheng Jianyin" focuses more on the killing techniques of mutual attraction of spirit and energy. Although it also has the steps of accumulating mental power, it is only highly efficient within the ordinary range.

After Chu Tianshu cultivated into the Martial Stove God, even his brain became stronger.

Possessing the Yellow Sprout True Qi, and with the Heavenly Hanging Divine Skill constantly nourishing the body, including the brain.

His brain potential is beyond the scope of a normal person.

For him, the ability to master the basics of seal carving was not enough to unlock his full potential.

The Nine-Nine Calamity Ashes Divine Sword, a technique that tempers one's will in an extremely drastic way, was what truly satisfied him.

But simply developing potential is not enough; it must be fully utilized.

The spiritual potential developed from the Calamity Ashes Sword Manual, after being refined into Qi through the Vertical and Horizontal Method, is temporarily incorporated into the internal energy meridians.

Chu Tianshu's previous fatigue was partly feigned.

He also felt that if he really ran all over the East District and found and killed all the hundreds of ruthless gunmen, the losses would be considerable.

That's why they devised a plan to lure the enemy halfway through, while secretly preparing for the peak state of "unleashing full potential" and "unity of mind and body".

If that short, stout old man were in his normal state, he probably could have held his own against Chu Tianshu for more than a dozen moves.

However, they encountered Chu Tianshu's ultimate move and were lucky not to be shattered into pieces in one blow.

By integrating internal energy with spirit, one can strengthen the physical body to the extreme, making the body strong enough to bear the burden.

This is Chu Tianshu's strongest fighting stance in all his years of life.

He possesses the strength of an invincible warrior!

Moving like a ghost, without a trace!

The power unleashed a devastating storm!

Chu Tianshu's hand tightened suddenly, and the long sword shattered with a loud bang.

A blue, lightning-like crack spread from the blade all the way up Ma Bucheng's entire right arm.

As the knife and his right arm exploded, Ma Bucheng's mangled body crashed into a wooden pillar as thick as a man's waist.

The pillar was smashed and bent with a loud crash, the broken pieces of wood all exposed backward, but it was not completely broken yet.

As Ma Bucheng lay dying, he looked up and saw Chu Tianshu raise his hand, his five fingers piercing into the upper half of the pillar.

Bang! ! !
Chu Tianshu directly pulled the upper half of the pillar outwards.

"go!"

With a low roar from Chu Tianshu, most of the pillar spun, leaving a phantom trail, and crashed into the roof of the mansion across the street.

It turned out to be the old drunkard, who was so frightened that he lost the courage to fight. He jumped onto the wall and then onto the roof, preparing to escape.

While he was in mid-air, the large section of the pillar spun and crashed down upon him.

The pillar's speed was not as fast as a regular bullet, but even if Qian Zuiweng was in mid-air, he could still dodge a regular bullet.

Despite the pillar's enormous size, he couldn't dodge it.

Moreover, given the quality of this pillar, its destructive power is truly terrifying.

The two preacher souls within Qian Zuiweng's body immediately tried to escape.

However, Qian Zuiweng was a person who was almost a combination of three beings. In this moment of desperation, he was determined to fight to the death. It was not something that the two of them could escape as they wished.

Bang! !

The old man's fist was like a wine cup being held down, his gesture filled with mental energy and yin energy, mixed with his own strength, as he slammed it into the middle of the pillar.

He had intended to break the pillar in two with a single punch, but when he did, a strange force stirred within the pillar, and he only managed to knock off a piece of wood the size of a human head, leaving him with very little leverage.

The old drunkard was greatly alarmed and could only unleash a series of punches, his hand gestures becoming like a mantis wielding two swords.

The Drunken Fist he practiced was the Drunken Mantis style, which instantly tore the pillar to pieces.

Although the pillar was not broken, its diameter was almost halved.

Just then, Chu Tianshu's hand suddenly broke the pillar, and he reached over and grabbed Qian Zuiweng's collarbone.

Chu Tianshu stepped on the broken pillar and flew backward.

When Qian Zuiweng was grabbed, he immediately felt a surge of power pressing down on his limbs and bones, making him feel numb and weak all over.

But then he heard the wind whistling in his ears. Chu Tianshu had already brought him back to the street. Without stopping, he ran to the street corner and jumped onto the city wall in one step.

About ten meters away from Chu Tianshu, another person jumped onto the city wall.

The two were almost in sync.

The man had short hair and a short beard. He wasn't fat, but his hair and beard were bulging, and he had broad muscles and bones. He carried a gun at his waist.

However, compared to his overall aura, the pistol at his waist seemed no different from a jade pendant worn by an ordinary person.

This person is naturally Xu Laohu.

He had originally planned to leave the city, but when Chu Tianshu stared at him, he showed no sign of embarrassment, only caution.

"I'm not afraid of you."

Xu Laohu’s first words were this: “I just know that I can’t kill you today, so there’s no point in keeping you alive.”

"You should know that I am a formidable enemy, otherwise you wouldn't have chased after me before you even had time to kill your own men."

Chu Tianshu stared at him and slowly and carefully exhaled a breath of stale air.

Under the thin moonlight, this breath traveled four or five meters.

The wide city walls had just been ravaged by gunfire, and the smell of gunpowder had not yet dissipated.

The sky is extremely high, the city is bustling, and the area outside the city is desolate.

This breath, like a plume of smoke rising from a battlefield, was witnessed by the stars and moon.

"Sorry, I'm still angry."

Chu Tianshu squinted and gritted his teeth as he spoke.

"You've been causing trouble here, making everyone's sleep impossible. Well then, I'll bury you all in Luoyang so you'll learn to be quiet!"

He released his grip, and the old man fell to the ground, only his eyeballs able to move.

"And you've misunderstood. I kept him alive so that after I killed you, it would be easier to find the person who cast the spell."

A net stretching to the heavens and the earth, a golden knife and a mud plow.

Yet it could not contain the overwhelming aura.

Because those who can reach the heavens must first be able to soar to the sky!
(End of this chapter)