Whose Strategy Would Prevail? The Outcome Remained Uncertain; Pure Martial Power Struck the Ox Through the Mountain

Yan Tiemu'er did not answer.

Regardless of whether he trusts his allies and subordinates, since his opponent has withdrawn all his senses and focused on this battle, he must also gather his senses back.

However, just as he withdrew his senses...

A dragon's roar echoed from the battlefield outside the mountains.

That powerful dragon roar was not the cry of a black dragon, but the sound of the Dragon-Subduing Divine Palms.

Three hundred men shouted together, their voices rising in unison, yelling the single word "Kill!"

He was brave and courageous, with great sincerity, and he shattered the Outer Dao of Buddhism and other religions, thus gaining the power to subdue demons.

The shouts of battle surged towards the Grand Tutor's personal guards, clad in heavy armor and wielding large axes and shields.

This was a surprise attack that no one could have predicted.

No one could have imagined that the blood of the infamous Shaolin abbot, Busha the holy monks, would have such a miraculous effect after his death.

Three hundred warriors, who had practiced different martial arts and had vastly different life experiences, felt a connection and harmony after bathing in a mixture of Yaksha blood and medicinal herbs.

In battle, the coordination of mindset, momentum, perseverance, and courage is often more important than anything else.

The Central Shu rebels were hailed as the best in the land, but only a few hundred veterans had reached that level.

Among the Great Yuan army scattered throughout the land, only the Grand Tutor's personal guards possessed both such formidable martial prowess and refined character.

Other forces and sects either only meet the former criteria or only possess the latter.

Even Chaghan and the Arrow God couldn't help but Zhongdu a sense of disbelief when faced with this scene.

Yan Tiemu'er did not.

In a flash, he calmed his mind and built a wall around his heart.

In this world, countless unexpected and abrupt things happen every moment.

For example, the courtyard is filled with the aroma of wine, the bright moon hangs in the sky, and just as one is eagerly anticipating moon-viewing, a thin sheet of paper with poems suddenly floats horizontally across the clear moon in the distant sky.

For example, every year the warm ocean currents reach this place, bringing schools of fish to spawn and play. But this year, a black rat has appeared among the silvery-white fish.

Perhaps the abruptness and rarity of these events far surpass the presence of an ambush in the human world, but because they are so far away, they are not considered strange.

In that instant, Yan Tiemu'er distanced his mind from the events on the battlefield, separating himself from any thoughts that lingered about the battlefield.

"Wind, frost, rain, and snow may whiten my hair, but they cannot dampen my spirit; thunder and lightning may scorch my bones, but they cannot extinguish the aura of my heart."

In one's own mind, one must distinguish between thoughts and separate the sea of thoughts within one's heart; only those whose Leakless Innate Nature can accomplish this.

Even under these circumstances, one's vigilance against danger remains unaffected; one can build a wall of ice around one's heart, a wall that is clear, transparent, and perfectly unbiased.

This requires at least Double Leakless and the cultivation of one's true nature to achieve.

It was in this strange state of mind, both distant and clear, that Yan Tiemu'er received 139 of Chu Tianshu's attacks.

In that instant, Chu Tianshu descended from the clouds with his sword, like a divine dragon.

When his first sword strike was blocked by Yan Tiemu'er's Sea-Drying Divine Palm, he seemed to split into two like a divine dragon.

It was as if hundreds of figures had split off, thrusting their longswords at Yan Tiemu'er from all sorts of incredible angles. Not to mention the front, sides, and above, even the ground and the big tree behind Yan Tiemu'er were affected.

Just as Chu Tianshu was knocked back three zhang, he thrust his sword towards the ground like a phantom.

His true form had already rushed forward again, sword in hand, aiming for Yan Tiemu'er's throat.

At this moment, the Sword Radiance pierced by the phantom three zhang away traveled along the ground from under the feet of the real body.

It then refracted upwards, piercing towards Yan Tiemu'er's dantian.

For a fleeting moment, Chu Tianshu drew his sword from behind the tree.

It seemed as if a dozen or so light sources suddenly burst forth from the tree, emitting a silvery glow.

However, the silver light flashed and then disappeared, leaving the tree completely unharmed.

That's because Chu Tianshu drew and withdrew his sword too quickly; the tree fibers and sap hadn't yet been affected by the deformation and caused irreparable damage.

The sword had already left.

Therefore, the tree trunk fibers returned to their original state, and not a single drop of sap leaked out.

Such extreme speed, yet still maintaining order amidst chaos, a relentless, thread-splitting attack!

They were all stopped by Yan Tiemu'er's hands.

He seemed to be covered in frost and braving the snow; his movements were so swift that they crushed the surrounding air into snowflake-like fragments.

He waved his hands with a speed and spirit that seemed to rival lightning.

But Yan Tiemu'er's mind was like the mantra he was silently reciting in his heart.

Wind, frost, rain, snow, thunder, and lightning are all external, not internal; the inner self remains clear and unshakable.

This is the Heaven Character Art of the Heavenly Book of the Blood Dao.

Yan Tiemu'er truly once stood motionless in the frost and snow for a hundred days, without sleep or rest, without ever closing his eyes. He also truly once bit the iron chain that attracted lightning with his teeth, pressed his tongue against the iron, and cultivated a state of mind that could face the thunder of the heavens with his own heart.

At that moment, a clear and ethereal sword cry rang in Yan Tiemu'er's ears.

Chant!!

From low to high, from far to near.

It was as if the trembling sound of Chu Tianshu drawing his sword in the clouds had finally reached his ears at this moment.

No, this isn't a sword chant, nor is it coming from the outside world.

Yan Tiemu'er recognized it as Chu Tianshu's sword, which had clashed with his sword so many times that it made the bones inside his body tremble.

The amplitude was so small that even a martial artist with ordinary Celestial Person Resonance would not have the hearing to hear such a sound.

Because the amplitude is so small, even ordinary people's bones will not suffer any damage from this kind of tremor.

However, for a top-tier expert like Yan Tiemu'er, the occurrence of uncontrollable phenomena within his body was no trivial matter!

Chu Tianshu appeared in front, a red light shining from the tip of his sword, and thrust forward with a magnificent momentum.

Boom!!!

Yan Tiemu'er's right palm blocked the sword.

The natural energy surrounding the entire mountaintop, like a large, light curtain, was suddenly pulled and swayed.

All the illusory figures that Chu Tianshu left behind were completely dissipated by the violent fluctuations of this energy.

However, Chu Tianshu's true form's longsword advanced half an inch, piercing into Yan Temür's palm.

Yan Temür's expression changed drastically. He felt as if the meridians, flesh, and bones of his right arm were about to be broken into pieces at the same moment.

A strange light shone in Chu Tianshu's eyes.

The Mountain Collapse Combat Calculation can be used to calculate the enemy's moves and also to assess the weaknesses of materials.

Back in the palace, Chu Tianshu not only fought a great battle with Yan Temür, but also obtained the secret manual of the Heavenly Book of the Blood Dao, which he studied.

After a round of preparation before the battle, this sword strike has now accurately targeted the lowest point of Yan Tiemu'er's meridian waveform.

But at that moment, Yan Tiemu'er suddenly pulled his palm back, clenching his fingers into a fist.

Chu Tianshu's sword blade was wedged between the fingers of this fist.

This change was so small that it happened incredibly fast.

The fist has already slammed forward!!

Chu Tianshu groaned, feeling the longsword in his hand fall backward with a heavy thud. Blood spurted from the tiger's mouth holding the sword, and all the blood vessels in his right hand convulsed and bent.

The sword hilt slipped from his hand, and Sanqi grazed past Chu Tianshu, flying backward.

"Overbearing Fist!!!"

Yan Tiemu'er's ferocity intensified. Although the veins in his right arm were severed and blood was gushing through his skin, leaving more than a dozen bloody cuts, he did not stop.

Blood is the medium through which he performs his exercises.

Blood can be used to circulate energy within the body, and it can also temporarily circulate energy outside the body.

Blood-red light enveloped Yan Tiemu'er's entire right arm, both hands clenched into fists. His figure swayed forward violently, hurtling towards Chu Tianshu.

During the battle at the palace, Yan Tiemu'er had already discovered that Chu Tianshu's sword seemed to be constantly calculating his weaknesses.

The secret manual of the Heavenly Book of the Blood Dao was left in Dadu, a fact that Yan Tiemu'er was well aware of.

Therefore, he learned the Overbearing Fist Heart Method of the Canglang!

With his martial arts prowess and a large lifespan to spare, it wouldn't be difficult for him to make his physical body compatible with the "Overbearing Fist Heart Method" in a short period of time.

The reason for waiting until this moment to use his fist technique was to catch Chu Tianshu off guard.

Boom!!!

Two blood-red fists slammed into Chu Tianshu's collarbone.

Yan Tiemu'er's back also arched backward.

Chu Tianshu's left hand, with fingers like a sword, had already struck the Tanzhong acupoint, and in an instant, it changed from a sword to a fist, and from a fist to a palm.

At this moment, Chu Tianshu's left hand changed in the same way that Yan Tiemu'er fist had changed before.

This is also because the magnitude was very small, and it was done in accordance with the prevailing trend.

It was so fast that it seemed as if multiple variations could be executed within the time it took for the opponent to strike.

Two figures were sent flying almost simultaneously, crashing through the air and shattering all the trees and rocks they encountered along the way, before flying out of the mountaintop area.

Rumble!!

The echoes in the air had not yet dissipated when the momentum of their backward flight slowed slightly, and they began to fall from mid-air on the outer side of the mountaintop toward the hillside.

Chu Tianshu landed halfway up the mountain, stepped onto the stone steps leading uphill, stumbled a bit, and braced himself with his hands on the steps.

His face was pale, and he felt pain throughout his entire body, as if his collarbone was being folded open. The crimson energy was like a deadly poison, entangled within him and seeping into his entire body.

"Hmph, just as I expected!"

Chu Tianshu gritted his teeth and used a new healing method he had recently prepared. With his left hand, he opened up his heart, pressed his palm against the wound, and pulled it out.

Wow!!!

Thick, bright red blood gushed out like a geyser or a dragon, spurting from his heart and swirling around him.

The poisonous, blood-red power was also extracted.

Meanwhile, Chu Tianshu's hair also became disheveled during this process, growing wildly and piercing into the grass and soil on both sides of the stone steps.

The trees withered and turned yellow rapidly, their leaves curled and dried up, and he frantically absorbed the water elemental energy, which flowed down his spine.

"Give me blood!"

Crimson blood surged and formed within Chu Tianshu's body, gradually circulating throughout his entire body.

Thump!

Yan Tiemu'er landed halfway up the back mountain. There were no stone steps, only a cobblestone path, which he had broken.

"What a vicious skill! How come I never learned it?"

Yan Tiemu'er sat cross-legged on the ground, his body trembling, and beads of blood seeped from his face.

He bled as if he were sweating, and very quickly, soaking his entire body and spreading the blood.

Yan Tiemu'er a counterattack, switching between the Sea-Drying Divine Palm and the Overbearing Fist Heart Method in that instant.

Chu Tianshu changed his technique three times, using the most powerful and penetrating Divine Sword Finger to compensate for his own shortcomings.

A fist technique that specializes in striking hard objects like bones, and a palm technique that squeezes out the finest moisture from the body.

Yan Tiemu'er's bones were trembling slightly, and the trembling affected his blood vessels, causing the fluid in the blood vessels to be squeezed outwards.

Chu Tianshu can draw blood to generate blood, which is the fastest way for him to suppress his injuries.

However, Yan Tiemu'er's skill was so deeply integrated with his blood that he absolutely could not allow the blood to flow out like that.

"Five hearts facing the heavens, the bloodline returns to its origin!"

Yan Temür sealed more than twenty acupoints all over his body. His meridians and blood vessels overlapped, and only a few acupoints were the same as those of outsiders, while the rest were quite different.

This initial step of sealing the acupoints to stop the bleeding is only the first step.

Then, he lowered his eyes, focused his mind and breath, nourished his blood with his spirit, pressed his tongue against the roof of his mouth, and produced his own saliva to moisten his blood. The tips of his fingernails were bent, rounded and thick, covering the gaps between his fingertips.

The blood that didn't flow away from Yan Tiemu'er's body was absorbed back by his best efforts, and there was no blood on his face.

When the wind blew, his hair, eyebrows, and beard fluttered and fell out in considerable quantities.

The remaining hair, though not fallen out, had lost its luster, becoming dry and fluffy, making him appear as if he had aged thirty years in the blink of an eye.

The surrounding vital energy gathered above his head into a vortex of blood-red light, continuously pouring into his body.

As Yan Tiemu'er circulated his energy more and more rapidly, the bloodline of the ancient beast within his body was unleashed without regard for the cost.

Within the vortex of blood-red light, the shadow of a black dragon seemed to soar erratically, rapidly purifying the surrounding vital energy.

The two masters, healing their wounds across the mountain, could both vaguely sense that the other's aura was rising again like smoke from a storm.

At this moment, every second counts, and it's all about who can heal faster.

After resting for a while, Yan Tiemu'er suddenly raised his left hand and inserted it into the vortex above his head, pulling the shadow of the black dragon towards the ground.

The pure energy in his palm could instantly penetrate the earth and stone, travel over mountains, and remain unharmed.

He attacked before even managing to control his injuries!

The legend of "hitting a cow across a mountain" has been circulating in the martial arts world for so long.

Today, Yan Tiemu'er has truly demonstrated such unparalleled palm skills!

The shadow of the black dragon pierces through mountains; it can kill more than just cows. Even ten elephants would be reduced to dust in an instant.

The extent of the potential, speed of cultivation, and power of the ultimate techniques learned in the past was due to the skill of the creator.

The Heavenly Book of the Blood Dao is a crystallization of the wisdom of predecessors, constantly refined and sublimated. Chu Tianshu's martial arts also rely heavily on the optimization of the token.

Despite being severely injured, he maintained an incredibly meticulous grasp of his own body and mind, making no waste and overestimating his strength in any confrontation.

This is what truly requires a personal understanding of martial arts and the most independent martial arts skills.

The moment Chu Tianshu saw the black dragon burst forth from the ground, he saw the fighting spirit of the person on the other side of the mountain.

"Good--!!"

Chu Tianshu let out a long sigh, raised his eyebrows and glared, and suddenly flicked out the ring finger of his left hand.