Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 476 Mighty Fists, Supernatural Strength, and Divine Power; Divine Sword Slices Mountains and Destroys Rivers

While Chu Tianshu was speaking, Mahalun was focused on fully unleashing the power and intent of his sword.

He gripped the knife with both hands, and with a jerk, the entire blade emitted an extremely piercing buzzing sound.

That wasn't the sound of a typical cold weapon vibrating.

It's more like the piercing, strange noise that erupts when a super-large electronic speaker breaks down.

The bursts of electricity scattered in all directions, like electric whips and snakes, striking the surrounding land.

Within a radius of fifteen or sixteen zhang, charred marks were visible everywhere.

However, all the electric whips and snakes seemed to be driven away by an invisible aura, unable to touch Chu Tianshu, and instead struck other places.

The blade itself, vibrating at high frequency, exuded a desire to break through the tip and cleave straight down.

But Chu Tianshu's Three-Seven Divine Sword, the tip of the sword seemed to be completely stuck to the blade.

No matter how rapidly the blade vibrates, the sword tip always bites the edge of the blade, holding it in place and preventing the blade from cutting down even half an inch further.

Clang! ! ! !

Chu Tianshu twisted his wrist, and the sword tip finally separated from the blade.

However, it wasn't the blade that broke the sword tip, but rather the sword tip that shook the blade apart.

The saber tilted to the side, while the divine sword pierced straight for Mahalun's throat.

Mahalun's knife hilt has a crescent-shaped handguard that almost completely covers the hand.

In the critical moment, he blocked the sword tip with his handguard.

A spark flashed, and the longsword, though seemingly made of bronze, couldn't penetrate the hilt.

This is a saber that appears to have bronze fittings, a silver hilt, and a fine steel blade.

In fact, it can be described as the highest achievement in casting in the history of the Abbasid Caliphate's Palace of Wisdom over the past century.

The Wisdom Palace did indeed have a considerable collection of wild soldier souls, and several experts who cultivated the Three Souls Military Strategy.

However, after Mahalun mastered the art of swordsmanship, they discovered that the old-fashioned spirit of the barbarians ultimately had a huge, ineradicable flaw.

Those who cultivate the Three Souls Military Strategy may even find that their Wild Soldier Soul has a tendency to rebel when facing Mahalun's wondrous sword intent.

Mahalun confiscated their weapons and asked someone to extract their essence to forge a precious sword best suited for his own use.

The wild soldier spirits within those weapons were melted away during the forging process, becoming part of the tempering process.

The final sword, though lacking a weapon spirit, is still sharp and resilient.

It is by no means inferior to Chu Tianshu's current Three-Seven Divine Sword.

"Knife, good!"

After Chu Tianshu pierced the handguard with his sword, his eyes flashed, and the tip of the sword slid from the handguard to the blade.

choke!
The tip of the divine sword suddenly slid from the base of the blade near the hilt, brushing all the way to the tip.

After friction, faint silver-white specks appeared on the blade, about to rise up, but were carried away by the divine sword.

But as soon as it rose, it returned to the blade.

Chu Tianshu planned to use the Nan Hua Original Classic to extract the metal elemental energy from the knife.

Unexpectedly, the knife complemented Mahalun's sword intent perfectly.

Only a small amount of its essential energy was shaken, and it was immediately taken back.

Mahalun roared and seized the opportunity to counterattack, launching a flurry of high-speed, rapid-fire slashes.

The moment his sword flashed, it immediately stirred the magnetic field, affecting the air on the entire mountaintop.

It's like in certain auspicious places, there's a mysterious wind that never stops.

Even though they were on a mountaintop in this open area, a strong wind suddenly blew in from behind Mahalun.

Dust and smoke billowed and billowed, while the glint of blades flashed.

It feels as if this isn't a mountaintop, but rather the mouth of a grand canyon.

The winds that have blown for thousands of years, mixed with a heavy magnetic field, surged in.

Mahalun is going with the flow, favored by feng shui, and blessed by good fortune.

Chu Tianshu, on the contrary, became the one who blocked the gorge and went against the trend, destined to be divided, eroded, split, and killed.

Moreover, the locust king that flew in from the horizon was less than a hundred feet away from here.

The monster's claws were even poised to pounce, as if it were about to strike Chu Tianshu.

Amidst dust, smoke, and flashing blades, they tore Chu Tianshu apart and devoured him.

Nie Hongxian had just slipped into the hall to retrieve the divine drum when she turned around and saw this scene, and she was greatly alarmed.

Monsters in the sky, swarms of locusts.

Strong winds on the ground, flashing blades.

There was only one person and one sword blocking the way.

However, Chu Tianshu remained calm, his three eyes slightly closed, seemingly half-closed, as he instantly drew his sword against the wind.

No matter how many blades flashed through the dust and smoke, he accurately struck them all with his swift sword.

When the sword speed first bursts forth, it's almost the same as the opponent's blade speed, and in an instant, it gets faster and faster.

What his sword tip pierced was no longer just the physical blade of the opponent.

Even the electric sparks that arose out of thin air due to magnetic field friction were pierced by the tip of his sword.

So many lightning bolts filled the sky that a single sword strike pierced them all.

After the lightning bolts were struck, they were stuck to the blade and carried away.

It was like a series of extremely thin electric snakes, their heads and tails still struggling, while the middle of their bodies were all concentrated on the tip of the sword.

In a split second, dozens of these writhing bolts of lightning appeared on the tip of his sword.

Mahalun felt a chill run down his spine and raised his knife to block.

Chu Tianshu's sword had already thrust forward.

As the sword thrust out, the writhing electric snakes on the tip seemed to let out a shrill scream, and their twisted forms suddenly burst into flames.

Even lightning bolts are restrained by his power and ignited by his inner fire.

The sword pierced the blade, and a red light burst forth.

A fiery red shockwave shot forward from the tip of the sword.

Mahalun was blasted away.

All the dust and smoke that had been there were blown away by Mahalun's own figure.

Dust swirled and the wind raged, breaking countless trees in that direction.

"He's alright!"

To survive this attack is quite impressive.

Chu Tianshu let out a long roar and turned slightly.

Nie Hongxian, who had just rushed over to help, suddenly felt a sword stick to her waist and pull her along.

Chu Tianshu wielded his sword in a whirling dance.

Nie Hongxian was thrown down the mountain.

"Go and wipe out the locusts! Today I will not only kill them all, but I will also ensure that none of the people of the Great Tang Dynasty present here suffer any more disaster!"

As Nie Hongxian flew down the mountain, Chu Tianshu's thoughts gradually caught up with her.

At that moment, what she saw was Chu Tianshu raising his hand to face the monster.

The monster that came from the horizon finally pounced on the mountaintop.

The previously chaotic dust storm on the mountaintop instantly subsided.

Any slightly larger particles of soil and stone were instantly pressed back to the ground, and the grass was pressed flat against the ground, as if it had been drawn on the ground.

Back then, the Mountain King was only slightly inferior to Hai Donglai. The mutated Mountain King's pounce brought a powerful force field with its momentum, pressing down on the mountaintop.

As soon as Chu Tianshu finished spinning and sending his sword flying, he raised his left arm and pushed out a jade-green aura.

With a single hand shield, he forcefully blocked both of Shan Wang's palms.

Suddenly, the surrounding world brightened, and four streaks of lightning shot up from the four directions on the mountaintop.

The ultimate principle of victory is revealed, the palm strike is unparalleled, and the four seasons resonate in unison!
Summon four bolts of lightning and use the interaction of their breath to distribute the damage they receive.

When Chu Tianshu used this move, he should only have to withstand one-fifth of the opponent's attack power, while the remaining four-fifths would be diverted away by the four lightning bolts.

However, when the two sides actually clashed.

Chu Tianshu felt that at most one-tenth of the opponent's strength had been diverted.

The remaining power was entirely supported by his own single-handed aura shield.

With a loud crash, a fan-shaped area behind him was shaken so badly that the rocks crumbled, cracking and becoming uneven.

Then he slid out of the shattered area and crashed into the main hall.

This monster hasn't lost even the slightest bit of the martial arts skills expected of a human being!
Before his death, Shan Wang had already mastered martial arts to the core.

Even though his soul was destroyed, the evil entity born from his body, inheriting his obsessions from his previous life, took over all the martial arts instincts within his physical body.

Even if the path to rebirth that Sannoh attempted was a crooked one, it was still a path, and he had at least taken a small step forward.

"Eek!!!"

After the Mountain King and Chu Tianshu clashed, the Mountain King's body was propelled several feet into the air.

He let out a terrifying, soul-crushing howl, and his three pairs of wings suddenly trembled.

In an instant, he flew to the top of the hall and pounced down fiercely.

The monstrous hands pressed firmly against the roof ridge of the main hall.

hum! ! !
The entire hall sank and became shorter very quickly.

Chu Tianshu was inside the hall. He had just stood still when he shook his slightly numb left hand. His expression changed, and he turned his head to look.

There was no sign of damage at the top of the main hall.

He wasn't looking at the top of the main hall, but rather at the surrounding walls and pillars.

All the walls and beams were silently shrinking at an incredible speed.

It wasn't these objects that fell directly into the ground.

On the contrary, at this moment, the main hall seemed completely isolated from the outside environment.

These substances were deformed by an enormous force. Because the force was exerted so thoroughly, these hard objects became like mud and powder.

When the ground becomes shorter, the parts that disappear have actually accumulated on the surface.

This made the floor inside the main hall increasingly dense and solid.

Moreover, during the process of the roof pressing down, the surrounding area deforming, and the ground becoming denser.

The environment of the main hall created an increasingly complex atmosphere.

If Chu Tianshu attacks the palace body, all the power attached to this aura will tilt and converge towards him, and even his own attack power will be diverted back.

This immense power of heaven and earth is beyond the norm, and it will attack simultaneously from every tiny part of his body.

No vital weakness can be concealed or hidden in the face of such an attack.

The Mountain King's true strongest technique back then was called "Mountain Moving and Shaping Fist".

The so-called White Bone King Fist is merely a simplified version of his style, created by his disciples who couldn't learn the complete set of techniques.

The changes to this main hall are precisely the killing move of the "Mountain Moving and Shaping Fist," crushing the Heavenly Pillar!

If Chu Tianshu had been slightly less perceptive and had launched an attack rashly, he would probably be coughing up blood on the spot right now.

Even if he has good eyesight, this move is definitely not so easy to counter.

Moreover, it happened at this very moment.

Mahalun, whose clothes were somewhat tattered, appeared outside the palace gate. Although there was blood on his mouth and nose, his face showed a mixture of surprise and joy, and his sword intent reached its peak.

The moment Chu Tianshu breaks through the opponent's move, he will face the ultimate sword intent that strikes while the opponent is halfway across the river.

The eighteen Tibetan monks scattered in the mountains all witnessed the miracle of the mountaintop hall rapidly shrinking in height.

They felt the power and momentum of their master's fist technique, and the drumbeats were unconsciously driven by the rhythm of that fist intent.

Each time the main hall lowers by one inch, it's like a drumbeat.

Thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump!
The drumbeats were incredibly dense.

Around Chu Tianshu, there should have been a phenomenon of energy gathering and dispersing.

However, now, that subtle and wondrous rhythm seems unable to penetrate even a small part of his body.

It also cannot take away the internal energy within him.

He was like a hollow human-shaped container.

This container contains a large amount of greenish-blue primordial energy.

However, because the essence, energy, and spirit are not at the same level, the essence, energy, and spirit that he can usually cooperate flawlessly in his body is actually only 70% full from the perspective of this container.

Now, this 70% utilization rate is constantly increasing, and the water level is rising sharply.

His swordsmanship is based on the concept of "fire beneath the embers" and "a single sword strike that startles the gods." It emphasizes patience, accumulation, heat, and explosiveness, and in terms of technique, it forms a breakthrough in piercing.

His knife skills are based on the concept of expressing sorrow through objects and cruelty of pain. They are cold, bloody, quiet and chilling. In terms of technique, he makes good use of the changes in lightness and heaviness to cut repeatedly.

The difference between the two is actually quite significant.

For a long time, he was able to switch between the two at high speeds to deal with different situations, thanks to his own cultivated talents.

However, the very act of "switching" implies that there are still obstacles in between that prevent a smooth transition.

Even if this obstacle is concealed by his talent because he switches so quickly, it will not be detected by the enemy.

However, internally, it also affected the exertion of his strength, preventing him from climbing higher and higher in one go.

As he carefully perused the "Mountain Collapse and Water Destruction Palm" and pondered its techniques, he deeply sensed the destructive intent of focusing on and exploiting the weaknesses of physical objects.

Its essence lies in pure destruction, like the finishing touch in a painting.

Even though Chu Tianshu's understanding of the concept of destruction is not deep enough or substantial enough, it is enough for him to connect sword techniques and even palm lightning.

Throughout the entire battle, regardless of what moves he used.

His mind, energy, and physical strength are all moving faster and faster.

This unique perspective of the human form can only be sensed and estimated by the person himself.

In Maharon's eyes...

The instant the hall began to lower, Chu Tianshu turned his head to look around and immediately released his sword.

The sword tip always touches the ground, while the blade rotates in a spiral.

However, this does not mean that the divine sword should immediately attempt to drill downwards.

However, while the divine sword was spinning on its own axis, it also revolved around Chu Tianshu, completing a large circle.

The sword tip traced a circle, creating a whistling sound that was initially piercing but eventually became extremely melodious.

If there is a person with supernatural powers, seemingly able to move mountains and reshape objects, how can one stop him?

A palm strike that can cause mountains to collapse and waters to vanish!

Excellent palm technique, excellent martial artist, but the palm strike was ultimately too merciful, not clean enough to kill.

The Heavenly Eye and the Sword Sound provide synchronized feedback.

Chu Tianshu instantly reached out and grabbed the sword hilt, and the water level in his body, which had risen to its peak, suddenly boiled.

Cleave mountains! Destroy waters! Divine sword!

(End of this chapter)