Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 344 This place isn't big enough
"What Southern Han?"

Liu Yan looked at Chu Tianshu with an unfriendly expression.

“My ancestors were from Pengcheng, and the Han Dynasty was the legitimate line of the Liu family. The Han Dynasty is the Han Dynasty.”

The sound of cars could be heard again on the mountain road.

Several black cars sped up and came to an abrupt stop in the field behind Liu Yan.

A dozen men in suits hurriedly got out of the car, came to Liu Yan's side, and knelt down on one knee.

Although they were all wearing suits, some of them were wearing gray suits, while others wore sapphire blue ties. Their hair was gray, and judging from their age, they didn't look like professional bodyguards. They must have been people of considerable status and wealth.

But they were clearly extremely subservient to Liu Yan. After kneeling down, the leader in the gray suit said, "Your Majesty, we are late."

"Not a king, but an emperor. You should call him Your Majesty. Humph, you barbarians, so foolish indeed."

Liu Yan could clearly understand the Korean spoken by these people, but he himself was not speaking the local language, and there was no translator with him.

Judging from their micro-expressions, the people kneeling on the ground only barely understood, yet they quickly nodded in response to the gray-suited man's actions.

"Never mind, I was traveling by carriage anyway. It's all that little beast's fault for changing the location from the seaside. I have already dealt with that little wretch."

Liu Yan glanced at the severed head on the ground, then looked at Chu Tianshu.

"However, he left the seaside to guide you, didn't he? How dare you speak disrespectfully to me? Which of you will go and test this man's strength for me?"

When Liu Yan spoke, he didn't look at the people kneeling beside him.

The kneeling crowd exchanged a quick glance, and the stout old man in the blue tie immediately stood up.

"Your humble servant, Park Ok-gang, is willing to join forces with my younger brother to give it a try."

Upon hearing this, the man in the gray suit turned pale and silently uttered a Korean curse.

Judging from his appearance, although they are brothers, the man in the gray suit couldn't wait to test his own brother's strength first.

Liu Yan praised, "You have courage, but you're not arrogant. Good, you two go and give it a try."

The stout old man immediately took a few steps forward, and bowed to both the Night Bright Cult Leader and Chu Tianshu, showing some politeness.

The man in the gray suit didn't stand out in the open.

But Chu Tianshu, with his keen insight, saw it long ago.

Just as the stout old man took a few steps forward, the man in the gray suit quietly shrank behind him, moving nimbly and following him like a shadow.

The man in the gray suit placed his left hand on his brother's back, on a vital acupoint, but dared not do anything underhanded, only providing support with his internal energy.

"Please accept!!"

The stout old man gave a low shout, clasped his hands together, and his already large belly became even more noticeable, causing the buttons on his clothes to be pulled tight.

Despite her large belly, there was no sign of sagging; instead, it was perfectly round, like a large pearl or the belly of a vase.

Before Chu Tianshu went abroad, he asked He Lai for a lot of information about the cultivation world in South Korea.

Although he couldn't recognize the specific individuals, he could identify some widely circulated magical systems and the most renowned martial arts schools.

The fat, burly old man was clearly practicing the "Treasure Vase Great Qi Gong," which has many branches in South Korea.

Many heretical sects, though they fabricate stories and create a new sect name for themselves, lack the ability to create their own methods; at most, they make slight modifications.

The records show that four heretical sects, whose names had nothing to do with Buddhism, once clashed using the same Buddhist martial arts.

After practicing the "Treasure Vase Great Qi Gong", one not only gains strong defense and keen alertness, but also becomes particularly adept at injuring people from a distance by exhaling breath.

Cult leaders who practice this skill find it very suitable for demonstrating miracles.

Once this skill is mastered, the internal energy mixed with the turbid air exhaled from the mouth is actually more powerful than any attack method involving punches and kicks.

Park Ok-kang clearly wanted to use this tactic, but he was just trying to sound tough.

The Nightfall Cult Leader snorted, "You claim to be here to form an alliance, yet you kill my subordinates and attack my distinguished guests. Is this your sincerity?"

The cult leader's sleeves fluttered, clearly indicating his intention to make a move.

Park Ok-gang's expression tightened, and he took a deep breath of his inner energy, ready to use it to his advantage to defend against the cult leader.

Chu Tianshu smiled at this moment.

"Master, there's no need to be angry. If they want to test me, then I'll test them in return."

Chu Tianshu was still holding an orange in his left hand when he raised his right hand, and suddenly a loud buzzing sound rang out in the courtyard.

The foundation of this villa is reinforced with a large amount of steel bars, and the surrounding walls are also high and thick.

As he raised his hand, countless silvery-white specks of light suddenly surged from the wall and the ground, crashing into his palm.

From his palm, another surge of black energy spontaneously emerged. Cold and dark, silvery-white, the two energies collided, spinning in his hand like a tai chi symbol.

Park Ok-kang's expression changed, and he no longer cared about the Night Cult Leader, so he opened his mouth and spat.

A three-foot-long, bright white beam of energy, as thick as a human fist, shot out with a bang and crashed into Chu Tianshu.

The flowerbed in the courtyard is planted with many low green shrubs and a few tall flowering trees.

As the beam of energy swept through the air, it stirred up the air currents, causing many branches of flowering trees to bend towards Chu Tianshu.

With such skill, he could be considered a first-rate figure in South Korea, but unfortunately he had to submit to Liu Yan.

As Chu Tianshu looked at the scene of branches bending towards him and white light piercing through the air, he slightly raised his right hand and spat out a breath from his palm.

The small Tai Chi diagram suddenly erupted with thunderous sound.

The silver-white and cold black colors suddenly spun and expanded, instantly destroying the aura of the treasure bottle, and crashed out at high speed.

Park Ok-kang had no time to dodge. He saw the taeguk symbol, which was larger than his whole body, suddenly collide with him. He mustered all his strength and raised his hand to block it.

Boom! ! !
His arms suddenly bent and slammed into his chest, flattening his large belly, and he crashed backwards, dragging his gray suit jacket behind him.

The dark aura of sorrow and the steel energy intertwined like a tai chi symbol, ignited by the force of the thunder in the palm.

Today's move, "Toad Skill Palm Thunder," is no longer part of the original manual.

The power of that palm strike was more than ten times stronger than when he had simply mastered the Palm Thunder technique.

Liu Yan sensed something was wrong, and his left hand swelled up like a fan, instantly resting on the back of the gray suit.

The person in the gray suit was already rather thin and short.

When Liu Yan enlarged his hand, it almost covered half of the back of the gray suit.

With a broad, steady, and extremely resilient force, he managed to stop both of them at the same time with a slight sway of his hand.

The yin-yang symbol, with its metallic sheen, dissolved into the air and vanished.

Fortunately, Liu Yan's two top fighters were not blasted into pieces.

But as soon as Liu Yan let go, the two men collapsed to the ground, mouths agape, eyes wide, speechless.

Their meridians were shattered by the shock, and their martial arts were ruined. Unless they had a miraculous encounter in their lives, even if they tried to start over, it would only be a case of diminishing returns.

Click! Click! Click! !

At that moment, a series of tiny popping and breaking sounds came from the flowering trees and shrubs in the courtyard.

The trees were originally bent by the energy of the treasure bottle, but when the steel tai chi diagram moved, all the energy flow reversed.

The branches could not withstand such a drastic change and broke off one after another, scattering flowers and leaves everywhere.

One of the trees even cracked its trunk and fell down.

Liu Yan stared at the two people on the ground for a while, then looked at Chu Tianshu.

"Hahaha!"

He suddenly laughed, "Good, my two beloved generals are commendable for their courage, they will surely be rewarded."

"You crushed them with a single blow, so you are also qualified to be an ally."

The Night Bright Cult Leader's eyes flickered, and he smiled, introducing, "Your Majesty, let me introduce you. This is Tian Jushi from the Ming Dynasty."

"There are only seven groups in total. The other four are divided into good and evil sides. We, on the other hand, have already joined forces with three of us. If I'm not mistaken, we are the strongest group among the seven."

The Lord of Night was very pleased.

"I never expected it to go so smoothly. It seems that great minds think alike, so getting along is not difficult."

"Come, come, I have plenty of fine wine here. Let's drink and chat."

Chu Tianshu also smiled, threw the remaining oranges into his mouth, chewed them haphazardly, and swallowed the juice.

“We did get off to a good start, but I think this lineup is still not enough.”

As the leader of the Night Cult was leading Liu Yan into the courtyard, he heard this and asked, "Any further insights?"

"Although we are strong, it will not be easy to find the other four as soon as possible."

Chu Tianshu chuckled softly, “But I’ve heard that there are many sects in Busan that follow different paths from the orthodox ones.”

"They are heretics, and we are the ancestors of these heretics. Why don't we find a way to make them all serve our ancestors?!"

(End of this chapter)