Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 456 Riding the Wind and Rain, Living Freely
"You're a rat!!"

Su Xian shouted, interrupting the Tibetan man.

He had been waiting for so long, waiting so bitterly, and finally the people from the Tang Dynasty came to pick him up.

He was as overjoyed as he was outside the city gate, and now he was just as furious.

The fight between Chu Tianshu and his group just now was too fast.

After the battle, everyone was still lingering intimidation from the howling of the wolves. When they came to their senses, their anger only intensified.

As Su Xian shouted, he wanted to summon the resting spirits of the soldiers in the machine chariot to help him.

Unexpectedly, he suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, the world spun around him, and he staggered back two steps, his face turning deathly pale.

poison!
He was poisoned and his strength was failing him.

It was when the woman in red bowed to Li and Su that the poison was introduced into their hearts and souls.

Among the dozens of black-clad riders, four of them acted simultaneously, capturing Su Xian from above and restraining his limbs.

The four assassins were positioned in a crescent shape behind Su Xian, some standing upright and others crouching.

In a split second, they would tear Su Xian's limbs off.

But a flash of silver light suddenly appeared from the forest, a fleeting glimpse that cut straight past.

The two standing assassins felt a chill at their waists, while the two crouching assassins felt a cold shiver on their heads.

Before the four could react, they had already lost the ability to continue fighting.

Cheng Xinfu reached into his heart, and he reached out and grabbed it.

A beautiful, slender, single-edged sword appeared in his hand, its silvery sheen as smooth as a mirror and its coldness as piercing as the moon.

Cheng Xin's knife, which he had nurtured for half his life, was destroyed by Zheng Tianchang. However, when he bowed to the woman in red beforehand, he adhered to etiquette and avoided danger, and was not poisoned.

Although the sword in his hand was not his own, it awakened a sword intent within him.

The dozens of black-clad assassins trained by the aristocratic family were flawless in their attacks.

Four had just died, but the remaining ones showed no fear whatsoever. They simultaneously drew their swords and rushed forward to attack.

Dozens of long swords were drawn, yet only one voice was heard.

But just as that sound rang out, Cheng Xin also flicked the blade, letting out a soft hum in unison.

That old man with white hair, wearing a purple official robe, and carrying a silver knife.

He should have been an easily recognizable figure in the room.

But just as the sword cries mingled, the assassins at the forefront only felt a blur before their eyes.

It was as if Cheng Xin had turned around and become their companion with a simple step.

The "comrade" swung his knife, instantly severing the necks of several people around him. More assassins awoke in shock and swung their knives at him.

The one who fell to the ground after being stabbed was indeed a man in black.

As the assassins were horrified, a chill ran down their backs.

An arc of light had already swept past their waists.

The Turkic man, Altai, noticed this scene out of the corner of his eye.

He controlled his pupils, keeping his eyes fixed on Chu Tianshu without shifting his gaze, but his heart was shaken.

Cheng Xin, wasn't the sword intent he cultivated in the past like a strong wind and a blade, dominating the battlefield?

Battlefield swordsmanship is the easiest thing for these assassins to counter with the techniques they've mastered.

How could it be such a peculiar sword technique?
"The sword intent that blends in with the world."

Chu Tianshu did not deliberately control his gaze, his eyes glancing directly towards the battlefield while he continued to comment and talk.

"Being imprisoned and forced to take rare poison every month, he's no different from an ordinary old man. No wonder his sword intent has transformed into this type..."

He clapped his hands to attract attention.

"Alright, you guys, stop getting distracted."

"Cheng Xin will take care of killing the rest of them, and you few, just focus on being killed by me."

The Tibetans' hearts clenched upon hearing this.

He knew that in a duel between masters, the most important thing was momentum and mindset.

If the difference in strength is not significant, then the difference in momentum can play a decisive role.

If no one stops Cheng Xin, it would be tantamount to confirming the first half of Chu Tianshu's statement.

Then the second half of the sentence will naturally come to mind.

Upon realizing this, the Tibetan man silently stomped his foot, as if it were a tiger's paw.

Its plump body suddenly sprang forward, its movement exceeding the volume of sound.

The large fist, due to its rapid punch, seemed to stretch out, becoming skin and bones with jagged joints, aimed directly at Cheng Xin.

Chu Tianshu had been waiting for this moment, and a layer of red light suddenly appeared on his body.

It was as if his entire facial features had grown larger, forming a phantom that enveloped him.

This is his soul.

After all, Sanqi was not Chengxin's military spirit, and their cooperation would soon decline.

Chu Tianshu used his own charisma to pressure the Tibetan man into making a move, aiming to sow discord among the three top experts of the enemy.

Then his soul left his body, and in an instant, he killed the Tibetans, flashed back into his physical body, and fought two great masters.

Unexpectedly, before his soul left his body...

On the battlefield, a figure suddenly appeared, blocking the Tibetan's fist.

The Tibetan man punched the man in the stomach.

Bones piled high like mountains, and men became kings.

It is said that the Mountain King's school possesses a set of "White Bone King Fist," whose power, in its gathering and dispersing motion, can blast a person's entire skeleton out of their body, separating the flesh from the bone.

Everyone around can swear an oath.

They saw that the person's bones were bulging and protruding under the skin, revealing the outline of the entire skeleton from behind.

But the man remained unfazed and plunged his knife into the Tibetan man's chest, the blade pointing upwards.

The wooden-handled machete had some rust on the back that couldn't be washed off, and the blade was also rough.

She was a rough-looking village girl with a sallow complexion and a headscarf.

The Tibetans found it completely unbelievable.

How could such a lousy knife possibly penetrate his skin and even sever his sternum?!

The wood-chopping knife, with its blade pointing upwards, had already made a downward slash.

The Tibetan man's chest split open from the top of his head.

His body was intact from the chest down, and from the chest up, it looked like a blooming flower.

The body split open to the sides, and blood gushed out.

As the blood splattered, the village girl looked up and took a deep look.

This unexpected turn of events caught everyone off guard.

Although the woman in red and Altai did not witness this scene directly, they could both sense this dramatic change.

Chu Tianshu witnessed this scene firsthand.

All three were shocked by this unexpected situation, and all of them took action under these circumstances.

Chu Tianshu was one step ahead.

The moment the woman in red raised her sword, Chu Tianshu's hand had already gripped the broken sword once more.

This time, he didn't try to inject any force into the broken sword to press forward. Instead, the moment he gripped the sword, he dragged it backward.

The woman in red was about to exert her strength to break off the blade when she realized that her sword had almost been snatched away by the other party. In a panic, she grabbed the hilt with her five fingers.

This is better.

Chu Tianshu dragged her away.

This time, Chu Tianshu didn't retreat horizontally, but flew backwards into the air.

In the Fragrant Pavilion, in addition to the hole he had already made, another large hole was opened.

Chu Tianshu flew backward, his hair straightened forward, his clothes fluttering, and in an instant, he was already high in the sky.

The woman in red also followed, as if flying, into the sky.

She looked up at Chu Tianshu, already knowing something was wrong.

boom! ! !
The woman in red left a trail of afterimages beneath her feet, shattering the air to provide her with a force for a sideways movement. The broken sword hummed as it snapped in two, the remaining blade slashing towards Chu Tianshu's waist.

Chu Tianshu smiled.

His figure seemed to vanish into thin air, circling halfway around and appearing behind the woman in red.

High in the air, he used his internal martial arts skills, making him far more agile than the woman in red.

The remaining half of the sword blade was blocked by the broken sword when it pierced the back of the woman's neck.

Chu Tianshu released the sword blade with his fingers and pressed down with the heel of his palm, slamming it into her back.

That woman in red is truly clever.

When Chu Tianshu pressed down with his palm, he could still feel it.

Any force that touches her body at this moment will become an aid to accelerate her movement in the air and make her more agile.

However, after Chu Tianshu pressed down with the base of his palm, he pulled away.

A bloody gash burst open on the back of the woman in red, and her heart leaped out from her back.

The moment his heart touched his hand, Chu Tianshu tapped the air with his toes, his body shifting sideways, leaving a long trail of afterimages.

He didn't want the heart at all.

A fist-sized rock pierced through the spot where Chu Tianshu had just been standing, grazed past his heart, and shot straight into the clouds.

That was the stone that Altai threw.

He knew that if he tried to catch up to the high altitude, he would only be at a disadvantage, so he grabbed a brick.

Unfortunately it's still too late.

On the ground, the woman in red could probably fight Chu Tianshu for five or six rounds.

But high in the air, two rounds had already decided life and death.

"You're the only one left!!"

After dodging the rocks, Chu Tianshu let out a low whistle and suddenly began to spin.

The golden-blue light formed a spiraling current, making his figure resemble a rapidly falling drill.

As Altai saw the spiraling figure hurtling towards him, he immediately dodged to the side.

Despite Chu Tianshu's incredibly powerful spiraling force, it didn't pierce the ground upon impact and plummet downwards.

He really is like a flat-bottomed spinning top; the moment he touches the ground, he bounces to the side.

He struck Altai with his right shoulder.

Altai blocked Chu Tianshu's shoulder with his left hand, causing Chu Tianshu to lean backward. Chu Tianshu then swung his elbow, but Altai blocked it with his right hand.

After the shoulder strike and elbow strike, the next move should be a downward claw to tear apart the person's groin.

In the instant he blocked the elbow, Altai transformed his palm into a claw, his fingers like wolf fangs, digging towards Chu Tianshu's elbow tendon.

The protective aura on Chu Tianshu's elbow was instantly shattered by his wolf-tooth-like fingers.

"Oh?"

Chu Tianshu suddenly leaped into the air, dodging the grab with his arm and kicking Altai's chin with his heel.

Altai flipped his hand up, his hand like an eagle's claw, and as he retreated, his hand brought a tearing force, ripping towards Chu Tianshu's calf.

He flipped his hand up and swept his body backward in one smooth motion, as if he had wings growing on his back.

It was clearly entirely due to the changes in the force generated by his feet.

But it gives the impression that he has also grown a pair of wings.

In Turkic legends, there was a heroic ancestor who, accompanied by a wolf and a divine eagle, killed a giant monster that could turn the grasslands into deserts.

Based on this legend, Turkic masters created a set of "The Great Demon Slayer Hand".

The imagery and will of the wolf and the eagle are incorporated into the fist techniques, making them versatile in both offense and defense, and invincible.

The human head, shoulders, and limbs can be transformed at any time, such as a wolf's head, an eagle's beak, wolf's teeth, and eagle's claws. Each part can evolve at will, as if flying or pouncing.

The woman in red was skilled in poisoning, and her disguise was exceptionally advanced and flawless. Her swordsmanship was also incredibly sharp, making her strengths stand out. However, apart from her swordsmanship, she was weak in every other area.

Although Altai was only the second-in-command in this operation, his boxing skills were truly flawless.

Just as Chu Tianshu was about to have his calf grabbed, he suddenly twisted his waist again.

As he leaped into the air, his body spun to the right, kicking the person with his right foot.

At this moment, he rotated to the left, as if he had completely reversed the trajectory he had just followed.

The surging air currents and the strong winds propelled him downwards at an accelerated pace, and his left foot shoveled out in an instant.

A long leg, almost skimming the ground, shoved right into Altai's left shinbone.

This kick was extremely abrupt, and the force it generated was probably not strong enough. Moreover, Altai was still retreating, which allowed him to dissipate the force.

However, when the kick hit the target, the surrounding air vibrated violently.

A ripple of air spread out, as if squeezing out all the moisture from the air to form suspended water droplets.

After a brief moment of suspended in mid-air, all the water droplets burst outwards.

Exerting maximum force.

Altai clearly felt the scene of his left leg being shoveled off.

It wasn't just a broken bone, but the entire left leg was severed.

He simply couldn't understand how the other party could move so rapidly and mysteriously in the air!

That's no longer just about having an advantage in the air due to internal strength.

Chu Tianshu incorporated the spirit of the Kunpeng's transformation, the rise and fall of strength and gentleness, and the physical changes of rain and wind that he had recently studied.

This is why the trajectory from the ascent hasn't dissipated, and the body has already reversed the original trajectory, going through it again, and can perform even faster.

Riding the wind and rain, dispelling the clouds, its endless transformations shake the vast universe!
In agony, Altai let out a long howl, and with a broken leg, he managed to transform his body, which was falling forward, into a ferocious and overwhelming forward lunge by simultaneously exerting force throughout his body.

The silver-white wolf-like fist intent erupted once more.

Chu Tianshu suddenly stood up, his right hand seemingly carrying a deep-sea current.

Emerald green ripples bloomed and collided with each other at various acupoints on his body, converging into a grand flowing force on his palm.

It resembles a giant whale, yet it also seems to be something even larger and purer than a giant whale.

This palm strike landed squarely on Sirius's face.

Silver White Wolf collapsed on the spot, revealing Altai's face.

A palm print landed on his face.

Bang! ! ! !

When Altai flew backward.

High in the sky, the woman in red fell to the ground.

Chu Tianshu slowly withdrew his palm.

There were some bluish-gray marks on his palms, shoulders, and temples, slowly rippling.

It's hard to tell whether it was ripples on the water or scorching smoke.

But one thing is certain: these traces are all manifestations of martial arts.

The village girl watched this scene intently, her eyes shining with admiration, and slowly walked forward.

She took two steps and coughed up blood, but didn't seem to care.

Not only did she ignore the pain, but to outsiders, it was clear that this village girl had not become weaker in the slightest because of her injury.

It seems that as long as she doesn't die, she won't become weaker.

As she moved, her skin color and facial features changed, and she resembled the woman in red by a factor of 90.

The difference was that the woman in red had dimples and a smile that was stunningly beautiful.

This village girl, however, doesn't evoke any sense of beauty.

All I could feel was a sense of "peace" and "killing intent".

“After receiving a letter from the merchant group requesting help regarding the divine drum, I set off from Chang’an. On the way, I received another letter from the Inner Guard post station, which was forwarded by the Nanzhao Kingdom, saying that there was a senior here.”

"The news about that senior came out too suddenly and was a bit bizarre; I initially found it hard to believe..."

The woman dropped the wood-chopping knife and said, "It seems I was wrong."

She knelt on one knee, clasped her hands in a gesture of respect, and her eyes were clear and bright.

"Chang'an, Nie Hongxian greets her martial uncle!"

(End of this chapter)