Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 265 Swords Fly, Swords Ring, Swords Draw

If someone could see what happened in that instant, they would find out.

Like a pear tree branch carved from jade, it slid from Cao Ying's sleeve into her glove.

The tip of the branch grazed the middle finger of the glove, and continued forward, shattering the glove.

The deep green branches, emerald green leaves, and pure white pear blossoms were all on display.

The white of pear blossoms isn't particularly dazzling, but it's especially irritating to the eyes.

Even Cao Bokun and Guo Baozhi, who were positioned diagonally behind, felt as if that white spot had stung their eyes.

Cai, Sun, and the others, who were on the side, felt a sharp pain in their eyes.

As soon as the pear tree branch appeared, a red dot appeared on Chu Tianshu's forehead, which he tilted back sharply.

That's a sign that the skin has been pierced through by a mysterious aura from afar, causing subcutaneous bleeding.

But at the tip of Chu Tianshu's shoes, there was a touch of blue that even the white of pear blossoms couldn't overpower, instantly catching everyone's attention.

A small corner of the pavilion's stone bricks was broken by his internal force.

The fragments of stone bricks flew up at a terrifying speed, transforming into a streak of blue light that struck the pear tree branch straight down from below.

Bang! ! !
Although one is jade and the other is stone, both are very light objects. When they collided, they produced a violent and heavy loud noise.

The rubble exploded into a wave of blue light the moment it collided with the object.

The pear tree branches, however, couldn't help but rise upwards.

Chu Tianshu snapped back to his original position and threw a punch.

The punch landed squarely on the copper buckle in the middle of Cao Ying's belt.

But no one would think that the copper buckle was harder than Chu Tianshu's fist.

This is a fist powerful enough to shatter rocks as hard as copper or iron and as large as elephants on the beach in one blow.

However, Cao Ying's left hand was right next to her waist. With a slight movement of her hand, the glove shattered, and a pear branch lay across her waist.

It's like holding a knife, a sword, or some kind of token that commands all directions.

He used this pear tree branch to block Chu Tianshu's punch.

boom! !

Blue and white light waves intertwined and burst forth, and Cao Ying's figure retreated rapidly.

In an instant, his footsteps swept across the entire pavilion, crashing through the seat he had been sitting in and breaking the railing.

The entire figure retreated six or seven meters above the water before it even sank.

Chu Tianshu looked up and saw his gray pupils rapidly filling in black; his vision, which had just been damaged, was recovering.

Cao Ying's right hand no longer held the pear branch; only her left hand held one horizontally.

The pear tree branches seemed ready to merge into his body at any moment, and then reappear from another part of his body.

"drink!"

This low growl came not from anyone else, but from Cao Bokun.

He hadn't expected Cao Ying to make a move, but since Cao Ying had, he had no other choice.

One of Cao Bokun's subordinates stood outside the pavilion, with a black wooden longsword painted with a phoenix at his waist.

At this moment, Cao Bokun's vision was also affected, and it was not as well recovered as Chu Tian's.

But as soon as he reached out, the sword was already drawn.

With a low growl, the sword had already struck the ground.

Despite being temporarily half-blind, his sword strikes are still incredibly fast.

It seems to be a natural occurrence, a product of divine will.

Moreover, he was striking the ground, so none of the people present, who were already reacting and about to make their own moves, had time to stop him.

Click! !

The cracks in the ground spread out in all directions like lightning, reaching the pillars.

The top of the pavilion was also covered with dark cracks.

Subsequently, it was as if a dozen bombs had been planted in the pavilion beforehand.

The ground, pillars, and top all exploded simultaneously at more than a dozen points.

To the guards far out on the lake, the location of the pavilion suddenly appeared as a dozen or so turbulent white clouds.

Several shadows suddenly emerged from among them.

The air masses clung together, rapidly merging and then transforming into shock waves that spread outwards.

A rumbling sound swept across the entire lake surface.

The other two pavilions were also blown apart by the shockwave, with tiles flying everywhere and pillars tilting.

Many people who were close by were knocked to the ground by the blast wave.

Several figures flew out of the pavilion and landed in different locations.

Chu Tianshu landed on the roof of another pavilion, still holding his sword box in his hand, and burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, that's more like it. They weren't sincere to begin with, so what's the point of talking?"

He was already impatient and looking for a suitable opportunity to make his move. The fact that his opponent attacked first was exactly what he wanted.

Cao Bokun's figure landed on a section of bridge in the distance, his face gloomy, but he quickly became calm.

He was able to navigate the treacherous waters of officialdom and achieve numerous victories on the battlefield.

This guy surnamed Cao has a hundred ways to boost his morale, and even if he miscalculates, he can immediately adjust his mindset.

Just now, a large group of top experts gathered in the pavilion and started fighting in a chaotic manner. It was extremely dangerous, and no one could guarantee that they could react perfectly.

Cao Bokun destroyed the pavilion with a single sword strike, completely expanding the battlefield.

First of all, it greatly increases his sense of security.

"Who says the pretext of peace talks is useless?"

Cao Bokun also laughed loudly, "Although today is dangerous, if we can achieve complete victory in one battle, the unification of the nine provinces can be achieved much earlier!"

He stroked his long sword, his face reflecting the shimmering light of the lake.

"Fengtian, Fengtian, since I forged you, how could I have imagined that you would personally drink the blood of so many heroes?"

"Today I will use the Heaven-Slaying Technique and the Heaven-Fengtian Sword to establish the foundation for my ascension to heaven."

Liu Yanqi landed not far from him, the buttons on his military uniform sleeves were undone, and his hands seemed to be tucked into his sleeves.

"To ride a crane to the west is also a kind of ascension to heaven."

Liu Yanqi chuckled and said, "Lord Cao, Liu Bei's original text only gave me more agility, but Cao Cao's original text seems to give you the power to create explosive power from water?"

Cao Bokun looked at the man solemnly: "You have a good eye for things, with eyes that are different sizes."

Cao Cao's original text, the true interpretation of Yitian.

Looking out from the sky and gazing at the sea, one can see the sun and moon moving as if emerging from within it, and the starry sky shining brightly as if emanating from within it.

That is indeed a capability that makes it easier to create an explosion in places with more moisture.

After the train was bombed, Cao Bokun specifically collected and studied all the explosives knowledge in the world.

He had long since mastered the Heaven-Slaying True Explanation to perfection.

"Enough with the nonsense, I'll kill your brother first, then I'll kill you!"

Chu Tianshu, clutching the sword case, leaped off the roof of the pavilion.

Holding the branch, Cao Ying had already landed far away on the lake, her pupils trembling violently.

He hadn't expected that his recent rapid advancement in supernatural abilities, coupled with his sneak attack, would leave Chu Tianshu completely unharmed.

The rage that had been so intense, even willing to destroy himself, surged higher and higher, causing his pupils to split open.

Within the black pupils, white pupils floated upwards.

The iris is also deformed as a result, becoming shaped like a gourd.

Cao Ying's eyes became strange and astonishing, with a pair of black pupils and a pair of white pupils above them.

Black Eyes trembled with shock and rage, while White Eyes remained calm despite prolonged anger, with a clear objective.

Because of the presence of those white eyes, even Cao Ying's body exuded a sense of tranquility.

His toes barely touched the water's surface before his body came to a standstill.

The lake surface was rippling and wave-like, and when it touched the area around him, it was cut into pieces and scattered.

The pear tree, green on the outside and white on the inside, resembles a tree that bears fruit when exposed to sunlight, and is actually an image of the Yang element, Geng metal.

As Chu Tianshu leaped halfway through his flight, a series of sword cries suddenly emanated from the box.

It was as if a dragon was churning inside the box, creating a kind of resistance that violently slowed his body down, almost causing him to stop in mid-air and retreat.

Before the swordsman even used the sword, the swords in the box were already under his control.

Black eyes want to kill, white eyes want to eat swords.

The anger, however, was completely overlapping.

Cao Ying moved swiftly, thrusting out a branch of pear tree in mid-air.

The water surface he had just stepped on was left with four or five intersecting cracks, which failed to close for a while.

Chu Tianshu forcefully held the sword box horizontally in front of him and pushed it out with one palm.

Bang! !

The wooden sword box shattered first, revealing numerous swords and knives inside.

The three famous swords and six famous blades, passed down from the Wei and Jin dynasties, were all covered in rust and were weathered and scattered amidst the clanging sound.

Only one longsword, its surface subtly grained with wood, was completely undamaged, its surface smooth as a mirror.

Chu Tianshu grabbed him.

The power of Geng metal, which can be controlled remotely, is like an invisible scabbard.

The moment Chu Tianshu grasped the sword, his strength flowed smoothly, his spirit became focused, he forgot himself and the world, and his essence became one.

With a single stroke, the sword was drawn from its sheath, unleashing a fan-shaped burst of silver light.

The sword's edge suddenly sharpened, its tip abruptly slicing through pear blossoms.

(End of this chapter)