Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 325 Why Not Be a Skeleton?
This move came out of nowhere.

Let alone Yu Nanfeng and others.

Even Maoshan Wei on the second floor, and the rest of the horse team, who had anticipated this situation, did not see the entire process of this attack.

But at the same time, they felt a sudden chill run down their spines.

When Zhao Qinglang makes a move, it has a unique kind of magic.

Even if someone anticipated or took precautions against his behavior, looking at it directly would still make them feel unable to see clearly. The more unclear they were, the more frightened they became, with their emotions escalating like lightning, creating extreme terror.

For those who are caught off guard, this kind of horror is enough to freeze their soul and body for a moment.

In a split second, that hand could take a life.

However, this move, which should have been a silent, terrifying, and deadly strike, was suddenly blocked by a slanted blue shadow.

It was a longsword with its sheath still attached.

Chu Tianshu faced the unfinished building with his back to Zhao Qinglang, but in an instant, he grabbed the hilt of his sword with his left hand.

The three-seven sheaths moved, curving upwards to the right and behind his waist.

boom! ! ! !

The cyan internal energy and the shocking force collided like thunderclaps in mid-air.

Chu Tianshu's entire figure soared into the sky and disappeared.

He originally only intended to jump to the second floor, but instead he leaped directly into the air, spun around sharply, and plummeted down with tremendous force.

It landed on the top floor of the third floor.

A few fragments of concrete bounced up from Chu Tianshu's feet. He gripped his longsword, looked down at the entire arena, and there was a faint trace of blood on the web of his left hand.

He didn't have a very accurate prediction about Zhao Qinglang's sneak attack.

But he remained vaguely wary of any threat around him.

At that moment, faced with the unexpected attack, he was neither horrified nor surprised at all.

It's like an ordinary person glancing out the window and unexpectedly seeing a sparrow flying by.

Walking through the bamboo forest, I suddenly noticed a bamboo leaf fall onto my shoulder.

Both events were unexpected, but they didn't cause any panic.

It was only a moment after we had landed firmly on the third floor that it happened.

Chu Tianshu's gaze shifted from its tranquil, still state to one of anger.

"You're not a demon hunter group?"

Chu Tianshu said in a deep voice, "They are from Nantian!"

Yu Nanfeng's eyes hardened as he looked out the window, restraining the impulsive Pan Ting.

The one-eyed old man on horseback had his pupil moved to the corner of his eye, staring intently at the carriage window.

Three skilled hammer wielders were also watching the vehicle.

Zhao Qinglang stood on horseback, glanced at his left hand, and seemed slightly surprised that his attack had failed, but this quickly turned into a stronger killing intent and a smile.

"You're wrong, the Demon Hunters have belonged to Nantian from the very beginning."

Zhao Qinglang's voice was tinged with laughter, "I am both the leader of the Demon Hunter Team and the founder of Nantian."

Chu Tianshu's expression darkened.

He inevitably has a preference for people and things that happen to match his aesthetic sense.

He really wanted to meet the real Demon Hunters.

But the group of people in front of him was definitely not what he wanted to see.

Seeing his expression, Zhao Qinglang seemed even happier and burst into laughter.

"Brother Chu, you're already angry?"

"I have even more surprises in store for you."

Zhao Qinglang's speech suddenly quickened, "Shanwei, give the order!"

Upon hearing this, the concrete beneath Chu Tianshu's feet suddenly sank by about an inch.

In an instant, he was about to crush the floor beneath his feet, fall to the second floor, and kill Mao Shanwei and that evil magic master with all his might.

At the same time, Zhao Qinglang tensed all ten fingers of both hands, ready to pounce on and intercept Chu Tianshu.

But Chu Tianshu suddenly stopped.

His senses were most acute, and he had already discovered that there was no sign of any change whatsoever in the entire area, down to the smallest detail.

The change that Zhao Qinglang had been looking forward to never materialized.

Zhao Qinglang's gaze also froze, her eyes still fixed on Chu Tianshu, but her tone clearly carried a hint of questioning.

"Shanwei, it's been two whole days, aren't you ready yet?"

Mao Shanwei remained silent, but suddenly a manhole cover on the street in the distance was pushed open.

With a clanging sound, a flat-chested girl dressed entirely in black jumped out of the sewer.

No one looked at the girl, but everyone's attention was drawn to that side.

Chu Tianshu had a broader perspective and could see that the girl's movements were exactly the same as Yu Nanfeng's.

The girl looked surprised, but a hint of joy appeared on her face when she saw Yu Nanfeng's car.

“Master, we were ordered to keep a close watch on the arena, and only just now did we discover the biggest problem.”

"The concrete at the bottom of the sewer here has long been eroded through, and countless holes are buried under the sewage and sludge."

"Countless multi-winged poisonous insects lurk in the strata beneath the concrete..."

Yu Nanfeng calmly said, "Step back and don't come any closer."

"Impossible!" Ye Liren on the second floor shouted angrily. "These poisonous insects from Maoshan have been cultivated and iterated for ten years. I have come to see them many times."

"Once it starts, it'll be like a swarm of insects. It can wipe out your elite troops first, and then wipe out all of Shiweitian's elite troops."

"How could you brats possibly hinder the swarm of insects?!"

The flat-chested girl slowly backed away, her face showing caution and confusion, and called out from afar to report the situation.

"Those poisonous insects did stir for a moment, but after that, they all died."

She also felt a little palpitations.

Although they discovered the clues a moment earlier, given the sheer number of poisonous insects, even if they risked their lives, they could at most kill one percent.

But those insects trembled a few times and then all of them died.

The twelve swordsmen's eyes turned red as they all turned to Maoshan Wei.

Ye Liren also made a muffled sound: "Brother Mao, what did you do?"

"I followed the instructions and fed the medicine to all the poisonous insects."

Mao Shanwei was even calmer than before, and even tucked his hands into his sleeves.

"But instead of berserker drugs, they were given poison, a poison that could kill even tenth-generation poisonous insects."

Ye Liren: "You..."

"Shut up."

Maoshan Weilian's tone when telling people to shut up was so calm that it left Ye Liren somewhat at a loss. Just as his anger was about to reach its peak, he was doused with a bucket of doubt.

How could a traitor be so calm?

"Commander, no, Brother Zhao, I have betrayed the Demon Hunter Group. If you want to kill me, please do so, but I still have some questions I really want to ask you."

Mao Shanwei continued speaking.

"My reputation is good, but yours is even better. Have you ever counted how much we've worked hard to earn such a good reputation?"

"Ten years, not ten months or ten days. How many decades does one have in a lifetime?"

"How many people in the world can gain such a great reputation in just ten years?"

A look of pain appeared in Mao Shanwei's eyes.

"Why would you be so heartless as to ruin such a good reputation? Is the power you're pursuing really better than our current lives?"

"You want me to kill all the elites present today. Do you know that to become an elite, each of them has more than just one family behind them?"

"Their parents, relatives, their companions, even my neighbors—you want me to kill all these people? Do you really think I wouldn't feel guilty?"

Mao Shanwei's forehead veins bulged as he sighed in resentment.

"What do you take me for? Am I not a human being?"

"I thought...you were one of us."

Zhao Qinglang said quietly, "When we founded Nantian, our initial goal was power. Power is based on violence, and all our plans were aimed at pursuing power."

“I thought we were all people who had seen through the ways of the world, stripped of pretense, and knew that in this wasteland, including the past and the future, the only things we could rely on were swords, guns, carriages, and medicines—these embodiments of violence.”

"But now you're saying you've done something wrong?"

Zhao Qinglang's tone was like a poisoned blade, and his eyes were even more venomous.

"What kind of heart did you lose? A red heart, a black heart, your original ambition, or a weak heart that has been corrupted by a mere ten years of life?"

His voice grew louder and louder as he spoke, and the surrounding unfinished buildings seemed to become tuning forks, producing a slight resonance.

The terrifying volume reverberated in people's minds and hearts.

The mere sound of his anger caused blood to flow from Maoshan Wei's mouth.

"That lump in a person's chest cavity is nothing but a mass of rotten flesh; all the added meaning is merely for the purpose of taming the ignorant masses!"

"Brother Mao, are you telling me you've done something wrong?"

"Has your brain been clogged with glue for ten years because you haven't fixed it?!"

Maoshan Wei staggered back two steps, his body swaying, unable to support himself.

Just then, a burst of cheerful laughter suddenly echoed from the rooftop.

"Hahahaha!"

Chu Tianshu laughed wildly, full of high spirits.

There was not a trace of gloom in his laughter, and his face was no longer gloomy.

"Brother Zhao, why are you angry so easily?"

His laughter and voice broke through Zhao Qinglang's voice.

Everyone saw that the air on the rooftop seemed to be rippled by an invisible giant fish swimming by, creating a ripple that went straight forward.

It swept across the entire open space.

It completely dispelled the terrifying feeling that even the unfinished buildings around it seemed to be resonating.

“Strength is indeed fundamental, like the bones of a person, without which one cannot stand, but conscience is the warm and vibrant flesh and blood.”

Chu Tianshu lifted his left foot and stepped onto the long-dilapidated, low wall as if stepping on a threshold. He leaned forward, looking down with a smile on his face and a teasing tone.

"If you have no conscience, why not become a skeleton?"

"It's a pity that burial plots are so expensive, there probably won't be anywhere to bury you. Luckily, there's a wild dog outside Jinling City, it's very fierce, how about feeding you to the dog?"

what----

The sound of the last word, along with Chu Tianshu's figure, seemed to slash downwards at the same time.

A cyan figure pierced the air, extending a palm; the entire body moved a fraction faster than the sound itself!
(End of this chapter)