Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 351 My Heart Still Beats, My Blood Still Heats Up
The outcome has already been decided on the ground outside the villa.

The side walls of the villa were also collapsing one after another, leaning to the east and west, as the battle raged on.

Yun Gu's offensive was swift as an eagle's beak, forceful and direct. Although the spear and halberd in his hands flew erratically, they always aimed only at the vital points of the head and face.

Chen Ying's figure was like a wisp of icy white cloud.

Sometimes it can swirl into a vortex, rising and falling lightly.

Sometimes it would stretch into a sharp, fierce white beam of energy.

Liu Yan was covered in blood, with gunshot wounds and sword wounds.

Even when he wasn't injured, he couldn't fight two opponents at once for long.

Now, after undergoing a heart transplant, even his escape attempts are repeatedly thwarted by Chen Ying.

"I have come to my death here?!"

Liu Yan parried the spear thrusts repeatedly, then turned and roared, "You dare to return my heart? Let's fight again!"

"Old Liu, your joke is too lame."

Chu Tianshu slowly walked in from where there was no door, rubbing his hands together as if he were washing his hands.

This is a unique set of energy-based massage techniques to relieve the soreness and numbness in the hands caused by the heavy palm strikes.

"The last person who dared to keep his word to an animal like the emperor and wanted to fight him one-on-one was already chopped into mincemeat on the banks of the Wujiang River."

Chu Tianshu smiled, "One should not seek fame like Xiang Yu..."

"Although you are not worthy to be compared with Liu Bang, you claim to be the legitimate successor of the Liu family, so others will naturally be more wary."

Before he finished speaking, he stretched out his right hand and gave Liu Yan a perfunctory push.

Thirty or forty meters apart, the courtyard was filled with corpses and blood.

The flowerbed tiles were all cracked, and broken branches and leaves were scattered everywhere.

Chu Tianshu's palm strike was like a mysterious, silent, and colorless gesture.

Without a trace, it touched Liu Yan's waist, turning the white fabric around his waist slightly black, seemingly carrying an aura of sadness, shaped like a palm print.

Liu Yan's waist tensed; he had made up his mind to take the blow head-on.

Unexpectedly, the palm strike, which had been solid, turned into something ethereal and moved to his side in an instant before unleashing its power.

Bang! !

A handprint appeared on Liu Yan's cheek, and his head tilted to the side.

A gun was immediately thrust into his forehead.

The shot was originally intended to pierce his eye, but he managed to dodge it.

The forehead of the White Dragon bloodline is truly hard. After the spear pierced through the skin and flesh protection, it became embedded in the forehead bone, only going in half an inch before getting stuck.

Chu Tianshu took a big step to get behind Liu Yan, threw out his right fist, and then instantly pulled it back.

Liu Yan's head was hit and a noticeable dent was formed.

Wisps of black smoke rose from the pit.

Since his battles with Zhao Qinglang and the Wolf-Headed Swordsman, Chu Tianshu has been pondering the intricacies of the techniques day and night. His application of the "Heavenly Heart Sorrowful Demon Slash" is no longer limited to swordsmanship.

That strike, though it was a fist, actually carried the intent of a sword.

The sword intent annihilated the soul, delivering the final blow to Liu Yan's already weakened soul.

Chu Tianshu glanced at the token display and saw that another evil spirit had been credited to his account. Only then was he certain that the evil spirit was completely dead, and he stepped back a few paces.

Yun Gu shook his spear and withdrew it.

Liu Yan's body lay sprawled on the ground.

Through the hole in his back, you could still vaguely see the newly replaced heart; the main blood vessels had been reconnected, and it was beating rapidly.

"His soul should have already dissipated, so how come his physical body is still alive?"

Yun Gu marveled at this.

Whether it was his Breaking Formation Spear or Chen Ying's Cold Pill Sword, the wounds they left were not ordinary.

It was already astonishing that Liu Yan could still fight after being stabbed so many times, but that couldn't compare to the miraculous state of "soul dead but body still alive" at this moment.

"My sword intent can destroy not only the soul but also the spirit."

Chu Tianshu examined the corpse and pondered, "If it had been his original heart, it might have been able to beat for another ten days or half a month."

"But this heart can only beat for two or three more days at most before it stops."

He raised his head, met Yun Gu's gaze, and then looked at Chen Ying.

The three of them wore similar expressions.

Chen Ying quickly glided away, ran to the tree trunk, and dug out the dragon blood heart.

Unfortunately, that heart had already stopped beating.

When she used her sword to pierce the heart and brought it close to Liu Yan's corpse, there was no connection between them.

"It seems that since the soul has been destroyed, it is impossible to put that heart back in. We can only try to figure out what it looks like now."

As Yun Gu spoke, he planted the spear to the side, squatted down, and pressed down on Liu Yan's neck to feel the flow of blood in the body.

"Hey! How did he grow up like this? Dragon bloodline, so amazing..."

Whether it's Chu Tianshu, Yun Gu, or even Chen Ying who cultivates alchemy, they all pay great attention to the circulation of qi and blood.

A forbidden corpse possessing the bloodline of a white dragon—this is an extremely rare find! The three of them, without prior agreement, all wanted to study it.

Chu Tianshu squatted down, felt the corpse's pulse for a while, and then suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, we haven't dealt with the incense-offering boys for those two yet."

He took out a silver needle, dabbed it with some of Liu Yan's blood, and silently chanted an incantation.

The silver needle twirled at his fingertips, indicating the direction.

"Liu Yan's incense-offering attendant is a goddess chosen by an evil sect. In many evil sects, goddesses like this are often puppets, but this woman is a ruthless character who shares Liu Yan's wicked nature."

Chu Tianshu looked at Chen Ying and said, "You should handle this, Daoist Master."

Chen Ying took the silver needles: "I'll be right back."

"And Ye Ming's accomplice, the president of the One Word Spirit Cultivation Society."

Chu Tianshu looked around and said, "Ye Ming was killed too cleanly."

Yun Gu laughed and said, "There were a few people in the courtyard who were still alive, but during the fight, I swept them out of the gravel and they lost their breath."

"Two of them have an aura similar to that of the Night Bright Cult Leader."

Chu Tianshu had already discerned the difference between those few people among the many corpses.

He reached out and pulled a divine bat messenger towards him, then stepped on his chest, causing a slight tremor.

The messenger exhaled sharply, and as soon as he awoke, he saw the hand hanging above him with a windmill mark spinning in the palm. His eyes became dazed.

Without the remote control of the Night Cult Leader, these messengers found it difficult to resist Chu Tianshu's bewitching charm.

Do you know where your association president is?

"know."

Yun Gu asked, "Should I go, or should I go with them?"

Chu Tianshu smiled and said, "Since the general is willing to make this trip, I'll take a break."

"You really want me to go?"

Yun Gu was a little surprised. He touched the cigarettes on his body, took out the cigarette case, and said, "I have already eliminated two rivals through this alliance, which is enough."

"Aren't you afraid that I'll go and never come back, hiding away and watching the tigers fight from the sidelines?"

Yun Gu seemed afraid that Chu Tianshu wouldn't understand, so he explained a few more words.

“You are not one of the Seven Souls, and Chen Ying cultivates alchemy, so her aura will appear weaker than her actual strength.”

"Now nearly thirty days have passed, and the connection between the seven souls is becoming increasingly strong."

“The others will think that Chen Ying is the weakest and most isolated link, and that I can just sit back and watch them come looking for me, only to run into you, this jinx.”

Chu Tianshu just laughed it off.

"General, if I were to forcibly detain you, or even attack you, would you be able to turn against us with a clear conscience?"

Yun Gu shook his head, took out a cigarette, and lit it.

"Sigh, I've been seen through."

He puffed out his cheeks and exhaled a perfectly round smoke ring.

"We'll have to settle this sooner or later, so it's best not to get too close."

"I see that you are a person who is determined to eliminate evil and can distinguish between good and evil. Even if I am defeated, you will not kill my incense-bearing boy."

Chu Tianshu opened his mouth and blew.

He blew away all the annoying smell of smoke.

"Since I clearly distinguish between good and evil, I won't attack you casually. If there's really no other way, I'll drag it out until the very end so you can have a fair fight."

Chu Tianshu took off his wristwatch from his left wrist and wiped the screen.

"Besides, there might not be no way out."

Yun Gu's eyes flickered: "Although there are signs of a great era for cultivation, it has not been long since its revival. Do you have a way to deal with the cave heaven?"

"No."

Chu Tianshu smiled, "But what we are standing on now is just the ruins of a grotto-heaven. Although its upper limit is high, its power is weak."

“You were chosen before you achieved the forbidden, and you are too deeply restrained by the cave ruins. Our forbidden things outside don’t have so many restrictions.”

Yun Gu asked curiously, "How much do you know about the cave heaven?"

"I don't know much about it."

Chu Tianshu said frankly, "But behind me is a whole country's cultivation institution, and a country that particularly likes to preserve historical records. There are still various records about the Seven Souls Cave Heaven and speculations about ancient masters."

He had actually already sent the message back to the Special Arrest Division.

Both He Lai and Feng Jianhua are in seclusion.

This time, the matter was handed over to Yanxia Ke, who was originally in charge of internal disciplinary work.

There's nothing we can do about it; he's relatively free, and I heard he's currently buried in the database, working day and night on research, which has sparked a lot of discussion.

"Is it."

Yun Gu, with a puff of smoke in his mouth, was lost in thought for a moment.

"If I had the chance, I would really like to go back and see what China is like today."

(End of this chapter)