A Dance Across the Sky Shatters the Evil Haze

Sahong appeared extremely angry, roaring to intimidate others, and while he was genuinely angry, he had not lost his mind.

This can be seen from the fact that his palm struck the ground.

This Spirit Track Formation on the ground was originally used for transportation between the Spirit Realm and the real world.

The overall effect of the formation has not yet expired, and there are still Yu Mountain Clan casting spells on the other side of the Spirit Realm.

As long as he can reconnect the formation and strengthen its operation, he can return to the Spirit Realm.

At that time, he can use the Spirit Realm to return to the lair of his group of armed men, move immediately, and carry out hit-and-run tactics.

Knowing that this was an escape route, Zhang Mengxi felt that they could come together to intimidate Victor, and then leave together.

With more people, they can look out for each other, make it easier to maintain the formation, and move around freely.

But no one expected that Chu Tianshu had such a hidden sword technique!

With a single sword strike, he killed one of the three right in front of them, and also destroyed part of the formation's support.

According to the intelligence reports that came out after the battle at Tianshan, he was the strongest in palm techniques and his swordsmanship was also quite amazing.

In his previous battle with Luo Sichao, he ultimately won using his palm and finger techniques...

How old is this person? How long has it been since he broke through the Taboo? How can he have mastered such a diverse range of techniques, all of them powerful ones?!

However, just as Chu Tianshu's sword was about to stab towards his face...

Amidst his fury and panic, Sahong found a strange calm within himself.

It's like being amidst a cascading waterfall, with nowhere to hide, when suddenly you spot a raised, stable rock.

"In a short period of time, Chu Tianshu was indeed unable to use that sword move twice in a row."

Sahong wondered if, even without the formation, he might still have a chance to escape from the two's entanglement.

A flash of silver light dazzled the eyes, and Sahong's right hand, seemingly moving from stillness to motion, broke through the air and pressed against the sword.

If a master of internal martial arts is unarmed and caught off guard by a longsword, the best option in the face of such a blade attack is generally to flick their finger.

Because the fingers are the fastest part of the human body.

Moreover, when striking in a hurry, the best effect is achieved by using the flicking motion to direct internal force to a single point at the tip of the finger joint.

Sahong then struck out with his palm.

Purple Gang Qi spun rapidly in his palm, like a disc.

The instant the entire palm touched the sword, it was like a high-powered angle grinder striking the blade at an angle.

The Sanqi Divine Sword trembled violently, its trajectory suddenly veered off course, and the silver light grazed the air beside Sahong's head without harming him in the slightest.

But Chu Tianshu's wrist, in an instant, changed from a stab to a drag.

The Sanqi Divine Sword is both a sword and a knife; the blade was aimed directly at Sahong's cheek, dragging and slashing towards him.

Sahong flipped his hand, this time not striking the blade from the side, but lifting it from below.

The moment the blade touches the disc in his palm, it is flung upwards.

Chu Tianshu, however, was a split second ahead of him, turning the blade and pressing down hard on the back of the knife with his left hand.

The blade no longer dragged and sliced horizontally towards Sahong's cheek, but instead slashed vertically down, pressing down on Sahong's palm.

Clang!!!!

The blade pressed directly against the purple disc, unleashing an extremely piercing shriek.

At the point of impact, a large number of sparks swirled and flew everywhere in an instant.

In an instant, the purple disc showed signs of fading in color.

The originally rich purple color is fading; the disc is becoming thinner and redder.

Sahong's face was splattered with sparks but he was completely unharmed. His eyes gleamed with a sharper light than the sparks themselves, and his palm suddenly trembled.

Rather than waiting for the disc to be completely crushed by the blade, it's better to shatter it proactively in this instant.

What was clearly just a disc formed by the force of a palm strike actually shattered like shards of glass, scattering in all directions the instant it broke.

A fragment grazed Sahong's left wrist, severing the small dragon of spear energy wrapped around it.

The three figures suddenly separated, each spinning to dodge and block the fragments.

To some extent, Sahong's palm strike was able to be launched so quickly because he solidified his palm force, thanks to the pressure from the blade above.

These fragments were essentially created by the combined efforts of the two individuals, one on our side and one on our side.

The three experts present found it difficult to withstand the damage from these fragments using their protective Gang Qi.

Chu Tianshu retreated the least, and when he did retreat, he immediately advanced.

He only managed to block a few large fragments; the smaller ones, even if they pierced through his protective Gang Qi, would be difficult to withstand upon contact with his skin.

Sahong had several cuts on his body at this time.

In order to calculate the angle of a fragment and free his left hand from its restraints, Sahong was inevitably a little slower in his subsequent dodges.

But now that his hands were no longer restrained, Sahong's aura changed completely. Like a trapped dragon emerging from its cage, his palms moved so fast that it was as if he could think ten times in an instant, or strike ten times in a single thought.

The left and right palm shadows, all the palm force, overlapped in the same position.

At first glance, it looks like hundreds of palm shadows stacked together to form a strange, symmetrical palm print in the shape of six fingers.

The palm print shot towards us with a thunderous roar.

Instead of countering with a swift blade, Chu Tianshu slightly lowered his center of gravity, causing the tip of his long blade to drag on the ground.

A heavy aura suddenly surged from his shoulder onto the longsword, making the entire sword seem a thousand times heavier.

The Weapon Soul resonated with his mind, surging to the tip of the blade, making the very tip the heaviest point.

Choke!!!

There seemed to be a clang of a blade, or perhaps it was just an illusion.

The heavy blade crushed the air in its path, and from its hanging position behind it, it swung in a large circle and slashed forward.

When the six-fingered palm print struck the blade, it shattered with a crash after only half a second of contact.

The longsword continued its downward slash, and the moment it hit the ground, a vast burst of sword energy erupted forth.

Sahong was slightly startled and suddenly dodged to the side.

The ground seemed to be torn apart by a white blade with a black tail, the crack being more than forty centimeters wide.

Along the straight path ahead, there were five or six factory buildings, all of which were pierced through by this aura.

The cement floor was first broken into a trench about a foot wide, and wherever the trench went, the roof also cracked, with debris flying everywhere.

Such power caused even the walls that weren't directly impacted to develop fine cracks.

Within the Heavenly Heart Sorrowful Demon Slash, there is the Blade of Remembrance, a light and swift blade, and also the Precipitous Cliff Saber, a heavy and malevolent blade.

But the true beauty of the heavy sword lies in that moment of gathering power before it is unleashed.

Chu Tianshu's strike was a bit too heavy. With a single swing, the sword energy flowed freely, heading straight for the ultimate, showing no mercy.

Such a blade was indeed fierce, shattering the palm print with a single strike and forcing Sahong to dodge.

But such a straight, one-way sword is all too easy to dodge.

Sahong moved less than two meters to the side to avoid the blow.

But suddenly a long spear thrust forward.

The gunman was still behind and to the side of Chu Tianshu, the gun barrel almost piercing Sahong's face.

This shot was perfectly executed, brimming with divine power and unstoppable intent.

The spearhead is made of cold iron, and the shaft is painted red; the spear is not entirely white.

However, when that shot came, Sahong seemed to see White Rainbow piercing the sun.

Nie Zheng assassinated Han Kui, White Rainbow pierced the sun.

Of the four great assassins, he was the only one who not only succeeded in his assassination but also remained righteous, truly embodying the spirit of a chivalrous knight.

But after he agreed to avenge his friend, he first served his elderly mother and then observed three years of mourning.

He honed his swordsmanship day after day, spending over a thousand days and nights, until he achieved the swordplay that allowed him to enter the capital alone and pierce the sun like White Rainbow.

This kind of momentum is the result of accumulated strength finally unleashed. One must first set a clear goal and then cultivate one's mental fortitude in order to achieve such brilliance.

Yungu was able to deliver such a thrust only if he had completely predicted the opponent's location beforehand.

But how could this be?

Even if one could estimate Sahong's approximate speed when dodging sword attacks based on previous encounters, how could one determine whether Sahong dodged to the left or right?

Sahong didn't think about that question, because this shot allowed no room for dodging or distraction.

His right palm, imbued with his entire will, erupted forth to resist the spear.

Boom!!!

A purple qi appeared ahead of the White Rainbow.

The White Rainbow tore through the purple qi, heading straight for the source, and crashed into that palm.

The skin of his palm was also pierced and torn, exposing what was buried beneath the skin.

It was a purple gemstone about the size of a coin, shaped like a disc with a small hole in the center.

This is Sahong's magic weapon, the Three Lives One Heart Jade!

The term "three lifetimes" is a figurative expression; he has been reincarnated more than three times.

After awakening one's innate wisdom, although one can merge with ancient remains, in order to sort out the fragments of supernatural powers within the remains and connect the fragments, one must also figure out a mind that remains unchanged across three lifetimes.

Sahong originally relied on his malevolent intent. The high priest pointed out that his simple-mindedness and madness would easily lead to his own destruction. Therefore, he was given a piece of thousand-year-old warm jade and asked to carve it into a magical artifact.

The malevolent intent, after being nurtured by the gentle jade, miraculously transformed into a vibrant life force when it was finally poured into the center.

The sharp, cold iron spearhead, piercing the sun like White Rainbow, encountered such a precious jade.

The force on the gun was gradually alleviated and dissolved by the fierce yet pure vitality.

Yungu let out a long roar, leaning forward as if to push his spear, but in a flash, he suddenly withdrew it.

He knew very well that when his shot was at its peak, his opponent wouldn't even have the thought of running away, let alone escaping; only by enduring the attack could they have a chance to survive.

However, if the intensity decreases even slightly, it may be used by the opponent as an aid to escape.

Sure enough, just as the gun was withdrawn, Sahong's hand pushed forward as well.

Sahong had intended to use the momentum of his gun to dodge and retreat, but he missed completely, leaving him feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.

What's even more unpleasant is that Chu Tianshu's knife came slashing down from below.

The blade came at an angle, sweeping towards Sahong's wrist tendons.

In the midst of his haste, Sahong could only retract his right hand and use the precious jade in his palm to block the attack.

The blade rubbed against the precious jade, and a flash of light disappeared in an instant.

Chu Tianshu spun like a spinning top, suddenly appearing in front of Sahong's right and sweeping his blade towards Sahong's right waist.

Just as Sahong blocked the knife with his right hand, Yungu thrust his spear at him from the front.

Fortunately, the spear was not White Rainbow piercing the sun. Sahong's left hand suddenly shot out, and his circular palm force cut into the spear shaft, deflecting the spear.

Chu Tianshu's figure shifted erratically, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right.

That knife was used to cut off legs, waists, or hands.

Yungu's spear, however, did not target the limbs at all, but instead aimed directly at Sahong's head and chest.

The spear repeatedly grazed past Chu Tianshu; their attacks were almost simultaneous.

Sahong was flustered and stumbled backward repeatedly.

Although he could retreat, each time he did so, his movements were hurried and he couldn't muster his full strength. He could only retreat a short distance and couldn't use the momentum to escape.

He felt as if he were a ferocious beast, a tiger or leopard, that had fallen into the deep sea.

He should have been able to make a stunning move and retreat with the speed of a whirlwind, but he couldn't seem to execute his moves.

Even though he used all his strength and dared not slacken his speed in the slightest, he still felt like he was gradually drowning.

Amidst the flashing blades and clashing swords, he caught a glimpse of Chu Tianshu's face, and a sudden realization dawned on him.

Oh, right!

Chu Tianshu's right eye is not a normal eye.

When did he overlook this?

This eye, facing Victor, combined with Chu Tianshu's imposing aura, was so powerful that it scared Victor away.

Now, however, his influence on Sahong is subtle and gradual.

As the first heavy slash came down, Sahong dodged to Chu Tianshu's left front.

At that time, I was already subconsciously influenced by the Great Void Heavenly Eye.

Yungu was probably also given a hint, which is why he was able to determine in advance which direction Sahong would hide in and how far away he would go.

After that heavy blow, Sahong was completely at the mercy of his opponent.

"You..."

Sahong's chest churned like a stormy sea, and as he used his hands and feet to fend off the swords and spears, he let out a loud shout.

"Divine swords and battle-hardened spears, with your kind of spirit, are you really going to choose such despicable means to wear me down to death?"

"Do you dare to give it your all?!"

While he was speaking, the tip of the iron spear pierced his mouth.

Sahong gritted his teeth, the gun tip slamming into his jaw, causing him to feel a piercing pain in his teeth, and his head jerked backward.

Chu Tianshu's knife also slashed towards his right armpit.

Enraged, Sahong grabbed the blade.

The moment Chu Tianshu gripped the knife, his wrist trembled slightly, the blade flashing silver as he swerved left and right, narrowly avoiding Bao Yu.

The blade's energy shattered the flesh and blood of his entire palm, leaving only bones and the precious jade.

This pain reaches deep into the Spirit Body, injuring not only the physical body.

Those two bastards!!!

Those two bastards didn't even flinch when they heard those words!

Their actions became even more underhanded!

Sahong's eyes widened in fury, but his skeletal hand seized the moment, clamped the blade, and pulled it out in a flash.

Chu Tianshu had just wielded the sword with a flick of his wrist; the sword needed to be nimble, and the hand couldn't grip it too tightly. Yet, this time, the other man managed to snatch the long sword away.

But at the same moment, Chu Tianshu's right hand went limp and empty like a hammer.

Taking advantage of the moment when Sahong pulled away the long sword and swung his entire right arm backward.

Chu Tianshu punched him in the right shoulder.

The Raging Waves Split the Shore, and the thunder roared into my heart.

A burst of brilliant blue light erupted from behind Sahong's right shoulder, and his entire right arm was blasted away from his body.

"Go!"

Sahong roared angrily.

The precious jade in his right hand moved at will, and it flew away with his severed arm, still clutching Sanqi in his hand.

Not far behind, there was a large red brick chimney.

The severed arm flew to the base of the chimney, like a thick purple qi, and circled around it in an instant.

The broken chimney didn't collapse directly.

As the purple qi stirred, the base of the large chimney rose backward, while its top slammed forward.

Such a massive thing, driven by the "Three Lives One Heart Jade" doing its utmost.

In an instant, it went from being vertical to being horizontal in the air.

The base continues to rise, while the top droops.

At this moment, the tall chimney seemed to be suspended in mid-air.

The thick root is high up, while the thinner tip points diagonally towards the ground.

At this moment, Sahong, who had lost his right arm, had also been hit several times by Chu Tianshu's attacks and was in grave danger.

Yungu was startled and looked up, as if he saw a huge cannon barrel.

The cannon barrel, over fifty meters long, is almost the size of a small room at its base.

If something built of red bricks were to fall, its own weight alone would be enough to destroy its fragile structure.

This shouldn't have been used as a cannon barrel.

However, Yungu still felt a tremendous sense of unease.

He saw that at the breech end of the cannon barrel, the severed arm was floating right in the center.

The five fingers of the severed arm suddenly opened, Sanqi was abandoned.

The purple gem in his palm burst forth and expanded, transforming into a purple halo.

The surface of the precious jade was covered with cracks, yet it continued to spin rapidly.

The cannon barrel was corroded by evil energy and instantly filled with a large number of talismans.

The material itself was too poor; it could only support the load for a moment, but even that was enough.

A large amount of primordial energy from heaven and earth was stirred up, transforming into a terrifying purple tornado that surged from the tail end of the cannon barrel to its top.

The moment the purple tornado was about to burst from the cannon muzzle.

The purple halo at the bottom of the cannon barrel, along with the severed arm, was completely shattered.

Yungu's spear, which should have been thrust forward, was suddenly raised towards the sky.

But Chu Tianshu suddenly grabbed the gun barrel with one hand.

In a split second, Yungu released his spear and pushed his palms toward the sky.

"Tula Cotton Palm!!"

Yungu's spear technique originated from Lü Hung Gar and Cotton Palm. At this moment, he abandoned his spear and used Cotton Palm with all his might.

The white Gang Qi completely softened, transforming into two transparent giant hands that pushed upwards.

A purple tornado raged, crashing against the two giant hands. The hands plummeted downwards, but were unable to break through immediately, and the purple tornado appeared concave.

The palm, which should have been invisible, revealed a clear palm print due to the depression caused by the purple qi aura.

At that moment, Chu Tianshu, who was holding the gun, raised his right arm.

The spear spun out.

Sahong retreated with all his might, but was still a fraction slower than the spearhead. He gripped the shaft with his left hand and locked it in place.

Just wait a little longer.

Any yin energy generated by explosive magical artifacts can be blasted down.

Sahong then abandoned his physical body and all his power, relying only on a Evil Spirit to escape amidst the yin and evil energy, making him absolutely difficult to detect.

"You want to fight?"

Chu Tianshu suddenly moved his right hand to the butt of the gun, his five fingers clenching tightly.

The Great Void Heavenly Eye, which was attached to his right eye, moved along his right arm in an instant and landed on the shaft of the spear.

Sahong felt a shadow suddenly move from the shaft of the gun to the tip, right where his left hand was gripping it, and opened his eyes.

"You..."

"Break!!"

Chu Tianshu raised his eyebrows, roared, and thrust his spear forward with all his might.

Emerald-like light burst forth from the tip of the gun.

Sahong's left hand shattered, and a spear pierced his chest.

The spear pierced through his body, and with a flick of the spearhead, Sahong's entire body exploded on the spot.

The black, humanoid Evil Spirit, impaled by the spear, struggled like a wisp of smoke.

Are you going to fight?

You've been hiding in the shadows, plotting and scheming so much, and now you're telling me you're going to fight?

Then you're only fit to work this hard!!

Chu Tianshu looked up and charged into the purple tornado with his spear.

As the pressure eased, Yungu immediately took two steps back, exhaled, and slowly finished his practice.

He saw Chu Tianshu still brandishing his spear in the air.

The Gang Qi emanating from Chu Tianshu made it feel as if one were walking on flat ground, as if one were treading on air.

Even the purple qi couldn't conceal the figure; wherever the spear went, the purple qi aura was disrupted and torn apart.

What a fierce battle!!

Chu Tianshu tore through the purple qi and charged towards the cannon barrel.

The tall chimney, which hadn't even hit the ground yet, was smashed to pieces by his charge and his gun.

From top to bottom, it burst into powder section by section.

Both the purple qi and the sinister talismans on the chimney were destroyed.

The malevolent energy in the area rapidly dissipated, and layers of strong winds swept out in all directions.

Thump!!!

Chu Tianshu finally landed, releasing the pores that had been locked up, and immediately broke out in a sweat, his whole body radiating heat.

The Mandarin Duck Formation-Breaking Spear was struck by his right hand to the side, the butt of the spear plunging into the ground.

The Evil Spirit on the gun barrel, after what just happened, has been worn down to the size of a thumb.

Buzz!!

The last vestige of evil energy completely dissipated.

(End of this chapter)