Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 349 Only Kill Twice
Liu Yan, the emperor of the Southern Han Dynasty, was also known as Liu Yan the dragon demon.

Before entering the cave, Liu Yan was probably the weakest of the seven in terms of combat strength.

After all, he became emperor not just because he was good at fighting.

However, he was born in the late Tang Dynasty, in the first year of the Dragon Era. After he seized power and declared himself emperor, hundreds of people witnessed a white dragon appearing in his palace, and he even used the White Dragon as his reign title.

He is the one who truly possesses the bloodline of the White Dragon.

Thanks to his White Dragon bloodline, Liu Yan made much more progress in his closed-door studies at the Cave Heaven Ruins than the other six.

Facing a palm that fills the entire field of vision.

His right hand also erupted with a palm strike without hesitation.

A dragon's roar, transcending worldly sounds, seemed to resonate directly in people's minds, instantly making them "hear" it.

The dragon's roar came from Liu Yan's right hand.

The ferocious yet majestic head of the white dragon directly enveloped his right hand, and the slender dragon body phantom stretched along his arm to his shoulder.

The shadow of the dragon's tail stretched behind him, even extending far beyond the courtyard wall, before fading into the air.

Every wispy line that makes up this white dragon is filled with the power of a strong bow.

But none of these bows had time to be drawn to their full extent and release their power.

Chu Tianshu's hand had already come crashing down.

The skill developed through the Chasing Sun True Skill is truly wondrous. This palm strike not only sublimated the extreme strength and yang of the Vajra Palm Seal, but also brought the disruptive effect of the Vertical and Horizontal Seal on the spirit and energy to its extreme.

He stretched his palm to its limit and slammed it into Liu Yan's hand.

All the lines that make up the white dragon suddenly flew out in a chaotic and disorderly manner.

Liu Yan's right hand, like a piece of clay, slammed back into his chest amidst violent deformation.

The physical structure of those with the White Dragon bloodline is quite different from that of ordinary people.

Liu Yan's body surface is covered with fine, invisible scales, and beneath the skin is another layer of softer and tougher scales. His flesh is filled with dense, interwoven veins.

But Chu Tianshu's palm strike pierced through the layers of flesh and scales on his palm, broke through the strongest dragon scales on his chest, and seeped into the protection of his ribcage.

In that instant, Chu Tianshu felt as if he had pierced through a dozen sets of Cold Iron Fish Scale Armor.

His ambition was not yet satisfied, and his skill was not yet exhausted.

This palm strike is like a force that wants to chase the sun!

They disturbed and scattered everything that stood in their way.

One palm strike reaches the ends of the earth.

With a loud bang, a large flower of blood exploded on Liu Yan's back.

A crystal-clear, vibrant heart shot out from behind him, piercing through the courtyard wall.

After breaking two large trees outside, it got stuck in a third tree.

The force of the palm wrapped around his heart has dissipated.

But this heart is harder than the tree trunk itself.

The half of the Dragon Blood Heart exposed to the air continued to pulsate.

Pfft!

"what!!!"

Liu Yan's eyes widened in fury as he let out a deafening roar of pain, shattering all the glass in the villa.

The windows of cars parked outside the villa, and even at the foot of the mountain, cracked.

Inside the courtyard, those evil sect members who had been frozen in place by the sword energy were now unable to maintain their human form.

The wounds on their bodies were all affected by the sound waves and began to open up.

Heads flew into the air in shock, and limbs flew everywhere.

Liu Yan's body suddenly burst into the midst of these mutilated corpses, his left hand piercing the chest of a living person.

There were a few lucky ones in the courtyard who weren't killed by the sword energy.

Having received the dragon's blood, Park Ok-gang's injuries had healed. Instead of kneeling among the crowd, he stood guard at the edge of the courtyard, thus remaining unharmed.

But Liu Yan's claw pierced his chest.

Park Ok-gang exclaimed in horror, "Your Majesty..."

Before he could utter a single word, the claws swiftly ripped out his heart and stuffed it into Liu Yan's own chest.

Upon seeing this, Chu Tianshu's eyelids twitched violently.

Could this guy really replace his own heart with someone else's after losing it?

Although startled, Chu Tianshu did not give chase.

Because in the air, a deadly, layered sonic wave was already crashing down on Chu Tianshu.

It can freely transform sound waves into bat venom. Once the sound waves enter the body, they can turn into actual bat venom, which then runs rampant in the blood vessels and internal organs.

The Night Cult Leader's move was far more powerful than when he first probed Liu Yan.

When Chu Tianshu looked up, his expression was calm and composed. His facial skin became radiant and glowing. His hands moved so quickly that it was as if he had made a mark in the crack of time.

Then, he struck out with his right palm.

hum!
A giant golden hand, roughly the size of a large door, blocked the way in mid-air. The crimson cross within the hand glowed, causing the entire palm to hum.

The sonic waves of the Night Cult Master collided with this giant hand and immediately and involuntarily transformed into the shape of a bat before being completely shattered.

This is a method of using spirit to fight spirit, and sound waves to counteract sound waves.

Chu Tianshu's hand seal at that moment was a massive infusion of mantra power into his palm.

The process of the large hand resisting the sound waves is like a humming mantra.

The blood-red cross in the palm slowly rotated, becoming like a swastika or a crimson windmill pattern.

"You are not an evil spirit at all!"

Liu Yan turned her head, covered her chest with her hand, and stared intently at him.

The yang energy in the palm strike Chu Tianshu just delivered was too strong and too pure.

If evil spirits possess an aura of death.

So, what about the vitality of Chu Tianshu's palm strike just now?

It was many times stronger than any living presence Liu Yan had ever seen.

"I am a human being."

Chu Tianshu smiled and said, "I am not only not an evil spirit, but I came here to exterminate evil."

"However, don't worry, I'm not a bloodthirsty person."

"Whether it's those in the yard or the two of you, I won't kill any more than that, at most..."

He paused slightly and looked at Liu Yan.

"Kill only twice!"

They could have killed him only once.

But Liu Yan's heart is gone, and he can be reborn with a new heart, so they had to temporarily change the wording.

Liu Yan was furious and spoke abruptly.

"Ye Ming, retreat!"

The word "withdraw" had barely left his lips when he darted over the wall and headed far away.

He was angry, but Liu Yan had just had a heart transplant and his injuries were still severe.

If we continue fighting today, it's uncertain whether Ye Ming will survive, but Liu Yan's life will most likely be taken away by Chu Tianshu.

It's not shameful to run away; countless emperors throughout history have fled. It's the emperors who couldn't escape who were shameful.

However, as soon as he climbed onto the wall, a man flew out of the woods and thrust his sword straight at him.

"A piece of cold iron, daring to harm me?"

The white dragon is best at keeping warm.

Liu Yan exclaimed in surprise, grabbed the tip of the sword with his left hand, and twisted it hard. The sword was almost twisted into a pretzel, but the Dan Dao Qi Gong was extremely resilient, and the sword did not break.

He simply loosened his grip, using the sword's elasticity to bounce it to the side, and unleashed a powerful white dragon palm strike with his left hand towards the female Taoist.

Chen Ying used his whisk to block the dragon's head, drifting like a falling leaf. Although he was forced to retreat rapidly through the air by the white dragon, he was unharmed.

But from another direction, a spear that could break through enemy lines thrust forward.

The spearhead struck the wall first, and the section of wall beneath Liu Yan's feet crumbled into dust with a whoosh.

"Emperor? Take this!"

Liu Yan's body slumped down, the spearhead already raised, pointing towards his face.

Bai Long suddenly raised his left palm and blocked the small branch on the side of the Breaking Formation Spear.

The spearhead missed by a hair's breadth, and the force was intercepted, preventing it from piercing the face.

Suddenly, the spear retracted and flipped, with the blade facing upwards, and the spearhead thrust towards Liu Yan's left armpit.

Liu Yan's left arm was intact, and if he tried to press down on the spear with his left arm, it would collide with the halberd blade.

"Insolence! I'm going to boil you all alive!"

Amidst the roar of the dragon, Liu Yan was enraged. Suddenly, his right arm lashed out as if it had no bones. Although his right hand was no longer formed, his right wrist bone was still hard and scaly. He used his right wrist to smash the gun barrel askew.

Ding ding ding!

Just as Liu Yan fell from the wall to the ground, in that brief moment, his left palm and right arm exchanged blows with that incredibly skillful spear and halberd dozens of times.

The distance between the spearhead and Liu Yan's head and chest never exceeded two feet.

The Night Cult Leader hovered in mid-air, surveying the entire situation, his expression changing.

“We are indeed three people who have formed a forbidden alliance.”

As Chu Tianshu finished speaking with a laugh, the giant hand in the air exploded, bursting with intense light that pierced the eyes.

A dark shadow could be vaguely seen. At the same time as the bright light burst forth, it silently leaped upwards and stomped its foot on the balcony railing on the third floor of the villa.

The entire concrete railing collapsed inwards.

The shadowy figure had already shot up to the Night Cult Leader.

(End of this chapter)