Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 81: Coming Like Thunder and Ending With Fury

Boom! !

When the two figures landed on the ground, their feet created several cracks in the concrete floor.

One holds a knife, the other holds a sword, but their momentum is equally astonishing.

But there is a big difference in appearance.

The silver-haired old man holding the knife was dressed in a suit, trousers and leather shoes, and looked luxurious. However, there were dozens of bloodstains all over his body. Although most of the wounds in those places had healed, only the holes in the clothes remained.

But there were still two or three spots on his shoulders and waist that were bleeding and had not had time to heal on their own.

The young man holding the sword had eyebrows that seemed to be slightly raised, thick and long, as if due to the strength he exerted all over his body.

But apart from the wisps of heat coming out of many parts of his body and his red skin, there was no visible injury at all.

"What were you laughing at?"

Chu Tianshu exhaled a breath of white air, feeling particularly happy when listening to such songs.

"The Great Wall will never fall, hahahaha. It seems that even if the ghosts and gods show initiative, they still can't shake our world!"

Nie Longding knew that there was no hope and his expression was gloomy.

"You're actually singing in this kind of situation? Singing here actually works? And you even got the lyrics in the wrong order?"

Nie Longding shifted his gaze slightly and noticed the crowd.

"The singing voice breaks the law, Shen Yuntai, it is indeed you."

Shen Yuntai stared at him for a while and said, "This song was chosen by Ah Jun."

"Uncle Nie."

There was not much change on Fang Jun's face, except for his eyebrows and eyes, which were as complicated as two dying silkworms.

I won’t die until I see deep autumn, and I still won’t be willing to die after seeing autumn.

Nie Longding had already withdrawn his gaze and stared at Chu Tianshu, but he said, "Ah Jun, in my plan, I really didn't expect to see you here."

"But I am..."

Fang Jun said with some difficulty, "I have dreamed about it a long time ago."

He was indeed the person who had received the most teachings from Nie Longding, and he had even mastered the essence of the secret technique of the two joker cards.

But he never searched for the evil spirit and kept it by his side.

He was not afraid that he could not cure one or two evil spirits, he was afraid for his adoptive father.

If he really kept two evil spirits by his side, then he would really look like Nie Longding's successor.

By then, will there be anything in the business that Nie Longding gives him that he absolutely cannot accept?

He had always been afraid of this.

Especially in the past few years, after Nie Longding recovered from a serious illness.

Fang Jun felt that his adoptive father seemed to regard the serious illness as a kind of tempering. After getting through it, he became more determined and motivated.

That frightened him even more.

Therefore, he had indeed dreamed of meeting his adoptive father on the battlefield many times. Even if it was not an occasion like today, it might have been some other occasion.

He can escape the situation in his dream by waking up in shock without having to make a choice.

But reality finally forced him back into his dream.

Fang Jun suddenly took a step forward.

"I really don't know what I would have chosen if I had stood across from Uncle Nie."

“It seemed so difficult that I ran away so many times.”

Nie Longding didn't care.

"You are just a child. You once evaded the position I assigned to you, so you are not important in my industry. Later, you evaded the soul-nurturing technique and lacked combat power. Therefore, you are not important here today."

Nie Longding's voice was calm, but it sounded like a mockery.

"The saddest thing is not that my children are against me, but that you don't even have the right to choose."

"Are you going to resort to weak words to plead for me with your superiors and your partners?"

Fang Jun was very calm: "My choice is not important, but I have to make a choice."

"When I really encountered this kind of thing today, I realized that the answer is actually already in my heart. It's just two sentences."

His hands hung down, each holding a playing card.

"Minister, please tell me the right time to strike."

This sentence was said to the predecessor, and the other sentence was said to Nie Longding.

He was serious. Even in a different situation, even if Nie Longding had the upper hand, he would still say the same thing. "Father, please, fight your last battle!"

Nie Longding's face was actually already snow-white, but after hearing these words, it turned even paler.

"Okay, okay, Jun, you're already an adult!"

"But your playing cards are of no use at all."

Nie Longding suddenly chopped off his left arm with a knife.

The severed arm flew into the air, and blood gushed out.

At this moment, he held the sword across his chest, his expression surprisingly calm.

The swordsman's clothes seemed to overlap on his body, with his sleeves fluttering.

Under the cherry tree, meditating on the sword.

He added a domineering aura to this sword strike that the swordsman did not have even in his lifetime.

In front of five hundred people, he meditated with his sword in hand.

Bang! ! !
The concrete on the ground cracked and sank five or six centimeters.

The armless swordsman, from extreme stillness, moved forward and thrust in a straight line. His body was so light that it seemed as if he had not just thrown away an arm, but had thrown away gravity.

The knife stabbed in front of Chu Tianshu without touching the ground.

Chu Tianshu's pupils condensed, and the long sword in his right hand suddenly slipped out of his hand.

choke! !

This sword pierced through Nie Longding in mid-air.

The inertial potential energy of his body rushing forward was completely offset, a big hole appeared in his chest, and blood spurted out to his back.

Instead, his whole body fell backwards and fell to the ground.

The Sanqi Divine Sword flew diagonally upwards, flew far away, and shot into the border fog.

Because of the special nature of the overflow area, anything that enters the fog will be shot back out of the fog.

When the magic sword came back, its speed gradually decreased, forming a parabola.

Finally, the tip of the sword pointed downwards and pierced the sand not far behind Nie Longding's body.

People could roughly hear that the old man was not a good person and seemed to be the culprit.

However, the scene of the long sword flying into the air and breaking through the body was still a bit too challenging for their nerves.

Everyone subconsciously moved back, further away from the large pool of blood.

After Chu Tianshu discovered that Nie Longding's self-healing ability came from ghosts, he adopted a strategy of using a large number of "hidden weapons" to shoot and attack randomly.

The self-healing ability of ghosts does not come out of thin air. Nie Longding needs to supply it with mental power.

When the two of them jumped down from the third floor, Nie Longding actually had almost no telekinesis or ghost power left.

He severed his left arm, using the severe pain to stimulate his spirit and also to maximize the remaining power of the swordsman's soul.

This action was slightly beyond Chu Tianshu's expectations.

However, facing Chu Tianshu, who still had plenty of physical strength, this knife was not a big threat.

"So you could have started earlier."

Fang Jun looked at the corpse, but he was talking to Chu Tianshu. He sighed and said, "Are you deliberately giving me a chance to talk?"

"Am I such a sensitive person? Haha, it's just that my heels hurt a little after jumping from the third floor. I need to catch my breath."

Chu Tianshu's body relaxed, he looked up to the sky and let out a long breath of hot air, and the red feeling on his skin subsided a little.

"But, some things are better said openly. If you don't say them at the time, you'll end up thinking about them more and more."

Fang Jun whispered, "Thank you."

"It's okay, I had a great time playing today... Look over there, the fog is about to clear!"

Chu Tianshu glanced at the token screen, then looked at the border. Suddenly he remembered something and turned to find Shen Yuntai.

"By the way, Minister Shen."

"This time, there were over 500 people inside the overflow area alone. The thick fog covered the building, so it was probably quite conspicuous from the outside."

"So now, can we still keep the supernatural cases under wraps?"

Shen Yuntai was originally happy to see that such a big incident was over without causing many casualties. He waved to the six bodyguards on the third floor.

When she heard this, her face suddenly turned bitter.

(End of this chapter)