Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 315 Wolf Knife
Being a ghost or deity's vanguard is a unique identity.

Creatures capable of transforming into precursors to demons and gods are certainly not weak, but they are not necessarily very strong either.

Within the same area, the monsters guarding the vanguard of the gods and spirits may be far stronger in direct combat than the vanguard of the gods and spirits; this has happened before.

However, some creatures may possess immense power for other reasons on the way to transforming into demons and gods.

Fortunately, this is a hypothesis proposed by some research institutions, and there is no actual data to verify it.

Moreover, according to the observation data of the Shadow Assassin.

The target in the spirit world landscape of Jinling No. 7 was merely a white wolf.

Its intelligence may be slightly higher than that of other species in that region, but not by much, and its size is not the largest.

Like those demonic forerunners that have been recorded in the past, they may have been chosen by the demonic entities simply because of some talent that is not related to combat, or simply because of a chance encounter in the ecosystem.

The Shadow Assassin had observed the wolf at close range multiple times and even attempted to harass it.

The wolf was so frightened by him that it jumped around wildly, but it couldn't hit him. Even with the wolf's intelligence, it could set traps and try to fight back against the predator, but it was always in vain.

But sometimes the shadow would deliberately back down, race, and tease the wolf.

Sometimes, the wolves would even crouch there, their shadows cast on the rock face in a cross-legged position, sitting there motionless.

As a product of the laboratory, it was a rare childlike heart in the Shadow Assassin.

However, any living being's view of the world is always one-sided.

Sometimes, we are limited by our own vision, and sometimes, we are even limited by our imagination, which is narrower than vision.

For three years, the Shadow Assassin went to search for and observe the wolf once a month.

But it only happens once a month.

What was the wolf doing the rest of the time?
Is it really just a life of wandering, hunting, and trying to transform in that spirit world landscape?

No.

That wolf could actually transform into a human from a young age; to be precise, it could transform into a wolf-headed, human-bodied form.

However, when he was in the spirit world, he would still exist in the form of a beast for the sake of convenience.

In his childhood, through several encounters with humans, he gained some cunning experience and often disguised himself as weaker.

He hunts in this weakness, and he also learns in this weakness.

When he developed clear thinking ability, he discovered that when he became a wolf-headed human, he was more adaptable to the external environment than other spirit species.

Occasionally, they would slip out of the border area, into the wilderness, or even sneak into human towns.

He instinctively disliked human intrigues, and although he had witnessed many, he did not study them in detail.

The battles between humans, however, excited him.

Despite having only four hooves and wielding iron blocks and plates, it possesses countless fighting techniques.

The wind swirls withered grass across the street, and hunched figures lurking in the corners of walls spy on the boxers and swordsmen among the humans.

After a brief period of study, the monster, who had surpassed its master, chose its "teacher" and killed him.

Under the long-abandoned traffic lights, only the moonlight illuminates human shadows.

The burly man suddenly turned around and swung his knife, but the same move cut off his neck first.

In the small town, the leader of the hunting party, who was riding in a truck and had just returned from a hunt, was discussing how to distribute the spoils when the windshield suddenly shattered.

Before the leader could even use a firearm, he unleashed his most lethal bayonet, only to have a dagger pierce the tip of the bayonet in return.

The bayonet didn't break, but instead pierced the leader's lung.

The woman, who was used to practicing swordsmanship on the rooftop, seemed to have some premonition that she should make her elderly parents leave this place.

Seconds later, her companions saw the woman's body fall from the roof.

The companions rushed forward frantically, but they did not find the murderer.

Wolves were already very powerful back then, and those people...

"They don't even deserve to die by my hand."

The wolf had thought about this.

That's a cool line; it sounds like he heard it when he was passing by a house.

However, the group that lost their swordsman leader started firing randomly into the air from the rooftop.

It seems that before the wolf even left the town, it was attacked by another group of ferocious birds, who grabbed the person and dragged him away, casually released their claws, and then smashed him into puddles of blood.

With the development of wolf-like skills, some of their movements have become so strange that even a wolf's body can hardly perform them.

After it was completed, heat gradually began to flow inside the wolf's body.

The imitation of wolves has entered a new chapter; it has developed its own style and its own quirks.

The techniques that utilize heat are more difficult to learn than other techniques, and require more patience.

After returning to his hometown, he stayed away for a long time, often changing between being a wolf and a human.

Something inexplicable has set its sights on him, subjecting him to various trials and tribulations.

The training might not have been so rigorous, but he insisted on making the heat in his body circulate precisely even in an abnormal state, which only injured him, forcing him to maintain his beast form.

Then... the shadow appeared.

What amazing life! This is the first time the wolf has ever seen such a species.

But he quickly realized that the shadow must be a person, and an incomplete person, with both human and animal characteristics.

During his time of great boredom from his serious injury, he particularly enjoyed observing shadows and trying to paw at them with his claws.

The shadow also uses a knife, which makes it even more fun.

Even when wolves are only in their animal form, they will deliberately train their opponent's knife skills during their pounces and bites.

But that shadow was too stupid; it didn't understand how to learn to use a knife in the process.

On two occasions, the shadow even brought a powerful human to spy on him.

The wolf pretended not to know, and the human didn't make a move.

"Perhaps they are waiting for the right opportunity?"

The wolf found it increasingly amusing.

He decided that when the other party thought the time was right, he would suddenly strike, kill the powerful human, and steal the fun shadow.

"What would the shadow's reaction be at that time?"

Every time the wolf thinks of this, it's like eating a whole prey, saving the tenderest part for last.

If the shadow's reaction satisfied him, he would have the shadow learn to use the knife from him.

To this end, he also tried to track the shadow's lair, eventually finding it and going there to spy on it from time to time.

Yesterday he went there to peek again, but found that the shadow was gone.

Another powerful scent emanated from the mountain, preemptively penetrating its interior.

"No! No! No way! How could someone else have eaten my treasured possession before me?"

The wolf stealthily sneaked into the city, following the scent, and reached the vicinity of the riverbank, gazing into the distance.

When he caught a whiff of those scents from the riverbank, his eyes were still darting around, but his mouth was already agape.

It's decided, I'm going!
"So you couldn't wait seven days? Who are you?"

The sound waves traveled with the wind.

The tin hat that the wolf had casually made trembled slightly, causing him to lift his eyelids slightly and suddenly spin around.

He flung the tin hat with all his might, and it flew through the air at incredible speed.

The wolf itself suddenly chased after the straw hat, running wildly forward, still clutching the snakeskin bag in one hand.

After running for several hundred meters, the other side had already caught the straw hat steadily.

Wolf charged forward, crouching low, and plunged into the nearby river.

He was naturally gifted at swimming, and was no slower in the water than on land, especially with the added momentum from his rapid ascent on land. His movements on the riverbed were so swift, it was as if he were a shadow that belonged to the great river itself.

After catching the bamboo hat, Yu Nanfeng immediately tried to pinpoint the other person's location.

But as she gazed at the waves, she couldn't immediately pinpoint her opponent's location.

The wolf had already broken out of the water on the shore, smiling, waving its right hand.

A large, black knife was gripped in his strong arm. The snakeskin bag was already torn apart, leaving only some powder stuck to the surface of the knife.

With this slash, the powder instantly burned to ash, the blade was completely dry, and the edge, still glowing with fire, struck Xia Ningning's side.

The wolf has long arms, and its knife is also very long.

With a horizontal swing, the tip of the broadsword even surpassed Xia Ningning's standing position, already positioned to her left rear.

At the critical moment, a streak of dark light struck the blade precisely in that spot.

when! ! !
The dark light was as fast as lightning, bringing with it the force of thunder and lightning.

However, this force was so strong and upright that it spread throughout the entire blade the moment it struck the tip and edge of the blade.

The blade did not break; instead, the entire knife was deflected.

However, the force of the blade should not be underestimated.

The two collided, and a spherical air wave burst out from the point of contact.

Xia Ningning, who was standing nearby, was directly blasted sideways by this shockwave.

The dark light also bounced back, spinning at high speed.

As soon as Zhang Tao stepped out of the tent, he grabbed his iron whip and swung it in mid-air.

Boom!

A sheet of lightning burst from the tip of the whip, traversing the air.

Although its trajectory was winding, this lightning bolt was as wide as a human face, bright white and blazing, and its destructive power in bombarding the past was undeniable.

The wolf merely raised its blade, yet it caught the lightning.

A broad lightning bolt connected the iron whip and the broadsword, while the wolf's left hand, like a blade, swept along the broadsword.

bass! !

His left hand and the blade of the knife were shaving off bright red sparks.

The lightning suddenly stopped, leaving only hundreds of strands of electricity in the air.

It seemed as if a blade intent capable of cleaving lightning had shattered the thunderous energy from before.

Zhang Tao's face showed surprise, and he pointed the iron whip diagonally to the ground.

"Good sword skills."

Chu Tianshu didn't know when he had come out of the tent, but he was standing in front of his own tent, casting his gaze over there.

"Although I expected that in this era, there would be more than just one or two people crossing into the forbidden realm, it's truly astonishing that a werewolf is also among those who are forbidden..."

What a surprise!

Chu Tianshu smiled, his long sword hanging at his waist. At this moment, his left hand held the scabbard as if he were supporting a precarious ice cliff.

Xia Ningning could sense the unique aura of this werewolf, and Chu Tianshu could certainly sense it as well.

"Demon-Driven One, we've come looking for you, yet you've revealed yourself. Your courage is truly astonishing. How about we state our names?"

Wolf swung his broadsword, his gaze sweeping over Zhang Tao, Chu Tianshu, Yu Nanfeng, and Song Changle in turn.

This is a scan from near to far.

The wolf glanced at her briefly, then moved her lips, smiling to reveal even more of her teeth.

"Wolf Blade, that's my name."

The wolf raised the knife in its hand.

"Overlord Blade! My swordsmanship!"

He heard the name "Ba Dao" from a human town; it was a name that circulated in a human story.

He barged in and watched the videotape.

But the domineering sword in the story is neither domineering enough nor sharp enough.

He swung his knife, shattering the television and tearing apart the seven walls behind it; the blade's energy pierced through six rooms.

The people and furniture in these rooms were all broken and in disarray.

He destroyed the videotape.

The name "Overlord Blade" refers to his swordsmanship.

"Coming here alone does indeed have a certain domineering air about it."

Chu Tianshu smiled, and the hand holding the knife changed slightly, causing the hilt to tilt forward slowly.

"My knife also has a name..."

The sky was dark, and the river waves were rolling.

The cool breeze blows the grass even more fiercely.

"Call out, Heaven, Heart, Sorrow, Demon..."

Regardless of their original rhythm, everyone's heartbeats seemed to jump sharply in response to Chu Tianshu uttering a single word.

The words he recited were not the words that should be in the Nine Syllable Mantra, but when these words came out of his mouth, they became the mantra.

Yu Nanfeng's internal strength was already on par with Chu Tianshu's.

Zhang Tao's cultivation is deeper than Chu Tianshu's, so if they want to get rid of this influence, they can naturally do so as well.

But they didn't get rid of it.

Song Changle's expression also became strange.

He clearly sensed that Chu Tianshu's rhythmic incantations seemed to have a slight influence on everyone's senses.

In this way, even though the four people had vastly different styles of martial arts and varying levels of cultivation, they had not studied any combined attack formations in detail.

Next, they are capable of putting on a superb team effort.

Originally, the chances of four people besieging a spirit realm expert who had stepped into the forbidden realm were not low, but it would be difficult to keep him alive.

Now, Song Changle even felt that if the four of them immediately launched a full-scale attack...

The Wolf Blade might not be able to withstand a single, devastating critical hit!

Wolf Blade sensed this as well, but he didn't rush to draw his blade; he merely twitched his nose.

"The four of us working together is really powerful..."

Song Changle sighed with resentment, but there was no one else to hear him.

"But it's too strong."

A large dark cloud drifted by, and the sky suddenly darkened.

Chu Tianshu suddenly turned around.

Someone deliberately disrupted the overall coordination, and in an instant, it was as if we had strayed far from the harmonious rhythm we had just been in.

Song Changle has already made his move.

When he made his move, his face was pale, and he was extremely angry!
If the battle proceeds normally, perhaps we can wait until both the wolves and the humans are severely exhausted before looking for an opportunity.

But if the wolf is killed in the first round, what chance will there be?

Song Changle acted too quickly, so quickly that he himself couldn't tell whether he was angry at Chu Tianshu for being too good at political maneuvering, or angry at the wolf-headed swordsman who deliberately forced him to make a move.

How could such a beast exist?

They hadn't even exchanged a single word, yet they dared to gamble their lives on his intervention?

(End of this chapter)