Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 26: Flowers in Full Bloom, Guns and Guns
The moment Mr. Chen heard the reminder, he took two steps back.

But I could only take two steps back.

After two steps, he felt his chest was empty and he had no strength left in his body.

A line of blood emerged from his right abdomen to his left shoulder, and with a "puff", a large amount of hot blood spurted out.

The sudden drop in blood pressure can cause the person to lose consciousness instantly.

Mr. Chen's last thought was to tighten his right hand and crush the snuff bottle in his hand.

Bang! ! !
It was as if a flag rocket exploded in his right hand, and red smoke more than a foot long shot out.

When Chu Tianshu drew his sword just now, his right arm burst out at the fastest speed, and he killed the leader of the troupe with just one sword.

When the sword pointed at the sky, there was no trace of blood, but the blade was still buzzing slightly, and the strength in the fingers had not yet subsided.

Seeing the red smoke coming towards him, Chu Tianshu raised his left hand and blocked it with his umbrella.

It was like a huge firecracker exploding in the sky.

The yellow bamboo frame and the large oil-paper umbrella were shattered into pieces and flew away on the spot.

Among the shredded paper and bamboo scraps, there was a peach wood scabbard lying across.

Chu Tianshu pushed with his left palm, hitting the scabbard and hitting the tip of the red smoke.

All the talismans on the peach wood scabbard lit up at once, and the speed of the red smoke slowed down sharply. It could be vaguely seen that there was a thumb-sized swallow shape at the top of the smoke.

It is neither gold nor jade, neither wood nor stone. Looking at its color and shape, it looks more like a swallow pattern made up of a pile of bloody red rust.

This is the "Red-tailed Swallow" among the Five Magic Methods!
The black swallows fly across the water, and the red swallows fly away with blood.

In order to raise such a "red-tailed swallow", the boss Chen found ten big knives used by executioners in the capital, each of which had been used for more than ten years.

Sing Wutong Opera, collect the blood, rust and resentment on the blade, and gather them in a small crystal bottle for nourishment.

When the red-tailed swallow was fully grown, on the fifteenth day of the eighth month of that year, at midnight, it cut the necks of the ten executioners and sharpened its sword with blood.

Over the years, the red-tailed swallows have killed countless people. If the boss were still alive, he would control the red-tailed swallows as he wishes and look for their weaknesses.

Its agility and sharpness are almost similar to the legendary flying sword technique, but the distance is limited.

As for the red-tailed swallows today, all they have left is a bloodthirsty and ferocious nature.

The tip of the red smoke hit the peach wood scabbard, and the swallow flapped its wings, not trying to avoid it, but instead rammed into it with force.

Bang! !

The peach wood scabbard also exploded, and the red smoke that was about a foot long was shortened by more than half.

Chu Tianshu dodged quickly with his left hand and smashed down with his right hand. His movements were so compact that it seemed as if his left and right hands were a rapidly spinning windmill.

The hilt of the sword is also made of peach wood and has a talisman on it.

Chu Tianshu's right hand hit Hong Yanzi with the hilt of the sword.

The red swallow let out a sharp cry and collapsed on the spot.

Only then did the body of Master Chen fall backwards.

The other people in the troupe were all shocked and angry, and rushed out.

The one who moved the fastest was Liu Si Niang.

Her whole body was like a spinning lotus, with her skirt like a wide lotus leaf, suddenly floating out from the corridor.

It was only five or six meters away, and she reached it in a flash.

Chu Tianshu's vision was occupied by the rapidly changing colors on the costumes, but the sword in his hand slashed down mercilessly.

He wanted to cut the lotus leaf with one sword, and even wanted to chop the person vertically.

Mr. Zhou said a lot of things in the restaurant that day, but Chu Tianshu and the others did not believe everything he said.

In the middle of the night, Shopkeeper Ma cast a spell to release all the sparrow spirits, infiltrating them bit by bit, carefully investigating, lighting incense and sitting quietly, observing through the sparrow's eyes in his heart.

He saw that the troupe was indeed rehearsing the evil Wutong Opera.

And in the backyard rooms of this mansion, there was not only Meng Xiaobao hiding, but more than twenty children.

The oldest one was no more than ten years old, and the youngest was probably only three or four years old. They were all drugged to make them drowsy and unable to run away unless they were called out, and were then placed in a large iron cage.

The martial artist was in charge of delivering the meals. Judging from the appearance of the food bowls, the animal was only fed about once a day, which was a rare medicinal meal from the underworld to ensure its survival.

He behaves like a decent human being to outsiders, singing about loyalty, filial piety, chastity and righteousness, but secretly kidnaps children and treats them like animals.

In the future, even if these children are rescued, I am afraid that many of them will develop chronic diseases and will be difficult to raise.

Chu Tianshu had already decided to kill the man surnamed Zhou yesterday.

But after listening to what Manager Ma said in the middle of the night, his murderous intent towards the troupe members jumped up a notch, and he completely surpassed Zhou.

At this moment, the sword was chopped down with such ferocity that a sharp sound like an iron whistle was pulled out in the air.

The lotus-like skirt was split open on the spot, but unfortunately no one was hit.

As soon as the hem of her skirt was torn, Liu Si Niang kicked the sword blade.

When she performed opera, she would wear bound feet on the front of her feet, which were painted and patterned on the outside. They looked like they were made of wood, but were actually made of fine iron.

The tip of the toes collided with the sword blade, making a crisp sound of metal.

Chu Tianshu's sword blade actually flew out of his hand, spun into the sky, and flew high into the sky.

That’s right, only the blade slipped out of his hand, but the hilt was still in his hand.

Chu Tianshu's face changed slightly, and he retracted his fingers, crushing the hilt of the sword.

What leaked out from between his fingers was not hard wood chips, but rotten wood powder that looked like it had been eaten away by insects and ants.

The collision between the hilt of the sword and Red Swallow just now certainly killed the evil spirit.

But the mahogany hilt was also corroded and hollowed out, leaving only a brittle shell on the surface, which seemed intact.

Liu Si Niang had anticipated this. She kicked the sword away with one foot, then suddenly fell down and stepped on Chu Tianshu's instep.

Chu Tianshu took a step back, and the tip of his iron toe could only hit the ground.

As the bricks broke, her feet bounced up with the reaction force, faster than before, kicking towards Chu Tianshu's chest.

The torn skirt swept like a peacock's tail, and Liu Si Niang's body rushed forward, her feet rising and falling, changing lines, and kicking continuously, forcing Chu Tianshu to retreat again and again.

The rest of the people in the front hall had also rushed out at this time.

They were already familiar with the opera and had with them things they could use when dancing Wutong Opera, including swords, spears and musical instruments, all of which were very sharp.

Especially those dressed as martial artists, who were close to the gate, rushed out like tigers descending from the mountains, ready to surround and kill Chu Tianshu.

Just at this moment, the sky suddenly darkened.

I saw a figure jumping in from the eaves of the main gate of the mansion.

The man swooped down like an eagle, flew over the screen wall and the large water tank, and rushed into the front yard. His feet smashed on the stone bricks in the rain and he slid forward.

The green bamboo penetrates the rain and fog, and the front end is wrapped with thick iron sheet into a cone shape, which serves as the spear head.

The warrior in the front was also quite agile. He quickly held his sword across his neck and blocked the spear tip with the blade.

But such a simple spear tip instantly penetrated the fine iron blade and stabbed into the man's neck.

Ding! !

When the sound of the blade being pierced was heard, the gun had already been drawn. Zhong Jinqiu flicked his wrist, and the gun tip swept across the corpse's ear, causing the body to fall sideways, exposing the large number of enemies behind.

Three silver knives chopped towards the green bamboo stick at the same time.

The troupe had a tacit understanding, and three people attacked at the same time, with sword shadows flying everywhere, which was dazzling.

Zhong Jinqiu was alone with a broken gun, which emitted endless gun flowers and collided with other guns.

The gun was so fast that he could fight one against three. The sparks from the collision between the gun tip and the blade kept flashing.

From beginning to end, only the part of the gun tip protected by thick iron sheet collided with the blades.

The three of them attacked but couldn't move forward even half a step. When they slowed down a little, the tip of the spear swung sideways and brushed past their necks.

The troupe members behind also became ruthless this time. They pushed the three bodies out together and slammed them towards Zhong Jinqiu.

Zhong Jinqiu suddenly retracted his gun and stabbed again.

The long spear was like a white snake spitting out its tongue, piercing diagonally into the gap between the stone bricks on the ground.

The green bamboo stick was bent into a full arc, and the gunman jumped back, causing the green bamboo stick to straighten out.

Zhong Jinqiu seemed to be catapulted out, avoiding the attack of three corpses, and landed behind a large lotus water tank, kicking the water tank with one foot.

The water tank exploded, not starting from the place where it was kicked, but the entire tank broke in all directions at the same time, leaving only the bottom of the tank intact.

A large vat of water overflowed and washed over the ground.

The heavy bottom of the tank had been kicked by Zhong Jinqiu's second kick, and it moved horizontally with the water flow and crashed into the crowd.

The crowd was in chaos, some wanted to hide, some wanted to kick to intercept.

Zhong Jinqiu had already brandished his gun and charged into the crowd, rushing all the way into the front hall as if he were in an empty space.

The water flowed freely in the yard.

There was also water coming to the corner of the battlefield where Chu Tianshu and Liu Siniang were.

Liu Si Niang's kick was a little heavy, leaving a shallow pit of broken bricks on the ground to prevent her body from being affected by the slippery water.

She is good at leg techniques, and during a fight, both feet rarely touch the ground at the same time. She has to rely on the power of rotating one foot to show her body skills. Faced with such changes in terrain, she will instinctively be more cautious.

Bang! !

At the same time, Chu Tianshu seized the opportunity, swung out with his long arm, and made a punch, creating an explosion in the air.

Liu Si Niang swung her waist like a willow branch, and her head naturally turned away, avoiding the punch.

He swung his fist and then retracted it, leaving three bloody marks on Liu Si Niang's face when he retracted it.

A proverb about Tongbeiquan: Swing your fist like an arrow and retract it like a hook!

When you punch out, it doesn't necessarily take the shape of a fist. You may also use the back of your hand to hit someone, also called a whip hand, but when you retract it, it must take the shape of a claw.

Liu Si Niang felt a pain on her face, and her nerve reflex made her whole body tense up. The lines of her masseter muscles were clearly visible on her cheeks.

The human face is one of the most sensitive parts of the body, so it is inevitable to be injured and tense.

But for a leg expert like her, this tension on her face slowed down her legs.

Just as Liu Siniang was about to kick out, Chu Tianshu intercepted her with a kick, hitting her shin bone, causing her to feel a piercing pain again.

Bang bang bang! ! !
The next moment, Liu Siniang was hit by three punches in the chest, neck, and forehead. Her pupils dilated and her body fell backwards.

The white ape suddenly appeared and killed with three punches!
When Chu Tianshu thought about the time when he watched this man perform, a complicated look flashed across his face.

In the Mulian play, the Buddha was moved by the mother's love for her child, and was allowed to enter hell, save her mother, and escape from the sea of ​​suffering.

The man before him was an accomplice in the murder of the child, and therefore he went to hell.

Chu Tianshu's eyes moved, and his cold gaze shifted to the front hall.

Zhong Jinqiu killed first and then rushed forward, making his way through a bloody path, but he had only eliminated about half of the people in the yard.

The remaining people were frightened by the spear. As soon as they turned around to look at Liu Si Niang, they saw a flash of silver light.

The white-faced clown was hit in the face by a silver needle and the knife in his hand was immediately taken away.

Chu Tianshu rushed into the crowd with a knife in hand, carrying the knife with him.

When he pushed through the crowd and broke into the front hall, all the people in the yard had broken legs and fell to the ground screaming.

When they attacked Zhong Jinqiu, their momentum was at its highest.

Now he is still in shock, having been attacked by Chu Tianshu, who was not looking to kill him, but just break his legs.

As a result, the remaining people in the yard almost collapsed at the first blow and all fell to the ground.

The servant in front of the back hall door had already sensed something was wrong and rushed into the hall.

"Father-in-law, there's something wrong up ahead!"

The old eunuch didn't react at all. A servant, in desperation, grabbed the old eunuch and shook him several times.

“Father-in-law! Father-in-law!!”

The old eunuch's eyelids were tightly closed, his eyeballs rolled from side to side, but he still did not wake up.

There was a loud bang in the yard, and a big hole was knocked out in the wall of the front hall.

The broken bricks and the drummer flew backwards and hit the stage in the yard.

The bald drummer had a broken gun stuck in his chest. At the moment he was shot, he crossed his drumsticks and smashed the bamboo gun shaft in half.

Two figures chased onto the stage, one holding a broken bamboo and the other holding a single sword.

"quick!"

Zhong Jinqiu shouted, "Old Ma won't be able to hold on for long. As soon as we get close, he will be awakened by the murderous intent."

Chu Tianshu put the knife in his left hand, reached behind his waist with his right hand, and took out a revolver.

As soon as the murderer approaches the house, the old eunuch will wake up.

But he pulled out a gun before anyone even got close. I wonder if this old eunuch, who was still sleeping, would be able to react?!

This revolver was left behind by the bandit leader. No one knew where he got it from. The caliber was quite large and its power was even greater than the crude rifles of the militia.

There was only one bullet left, and Chu Tianshu was going to use it here.

With his powerful muscle control, Chu Tianshu held the gun tightly, aimed at the old eunuch's eyes, and pulled the trigger in an instant.

boom! !

The old eunuch suddenly opened his eyes, but before he could make any other move, his skinny body was pushed backward by the impact, smashing the seat and hitting the wall.

The head with disheveled white hair slammed against the wall and fell forward.

hit!
The two servants watched this scene in inexplicable horror, remaining silent.

But in just a blink of an eye, the head raised up again, with a distorted and hideous face.

"Who?!"

The hot bullet dodged by an inch in that instant, not hitting the eye socket, but hitting the cheekbone.

The scary thing was that the bullet only broke the old monster's face before it was deformed and embedded in his flesh.

(End of this chapter)