Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 93: Mu Yu Fist, Buddha Face Seal

Yuwen Tongxun has a grudge against the Neiwei.

There are two famous Yuwen families in the world today. One is the Chang'an Yuwen family, which is the family left by a prime minister in the early period of Emperor Xuanzong of Tang Dynasty. Now they still have some people in the court and the opposition, but their influence is not beyond Chang'an.

There is also the Yuwen family in the martial arts world.

The Yuwen family has a rather complicated origin. It is said that they were originally orphans of the Northern Zhou royal family who wandered among the people, hiding themselves and hiding their identities.

At the end of the Sui Dynasty, the powerful minister Yu Wenhuaji rebelled and proclaimed himself emperor, but his rebellion soon failed. His family also declined, and his relatives fled and joined forces with the remnants of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, trying to grow stronger among the grassroots.

After the An-Shi Rebellion, the Yuwen family took the opportunity to expand and prosper, specializing in training assassins, killers, and spies.

Rather than saying that this is a family, it is better to say that it is an organization with characteristics very similar to those of the Internal Security Bureau.

However, the inner guards were loyal to the imperial court, while the Yuwen family served the vassal states.

A few years ago, the Jiedushi of Weizhou and the Jiedushi of Pinglu and others rebelled one after another.

The Yuwen family received orders and sent a large number of people to help fight against the power of the imperial court in an attempt to make major changes to the world situation.

As a result, the rebels were finally suppressed, and the Yuwen family also lost a lot of manpower at the hands of the internal guards.

Yuwen Tongxun's son was also among those killed at that time.

This time, the Yuwen family was going to Nanzhao to do business. The head of the family personally discussed with Yuwen Xintong and asked him to be in charge of the personnel sent to Nanzhao.

Yuwen Tongxin was very concerned about the existence of the Inner Guards at that time. He felt that the Inner Guards must be paying close attention to the situation in Nanzhao and would not fail to respond.

But the head of the family told him not to worry too much and to do his job with confidence.

Now it seems that I am more far-sighted than the head of the family.

When Yuwen Tongxin thought of this, his murderous intent became even stronger.

As for Chu Tianshu's strange words, he only regarded them as a way to interfere with his opponent's rhetoric before the battle and did not pay any attention to them.

Instead, he stared at Chu Tianshu's Adam's apple.

At the end of Chu Tianshu's mumbling, he seemed to see a flaw from the trembling of his Adam's apple, and decisively drew his knife.

Zheng! !

It was that slight feeling again, as if something was vibrating.

The knife flashed and stabbed Chu Tianshu's neck.

When most people finish speaking, they subconsciously switch to breathing.

Even for masters, whose breathing ability is far superior to that of ordinary people and who will not feel short of breath when speaking a long paragraph, the fluency of their breathing is still not as good as normal.

Facing the knife, Chu Tianshu's body suddenly shook, and he only moved sideways about half a foot.

At the same time, his right hand was drawing the sword.

In just a moment, the color of both his hands changed drastically.

His left hand clenched into a fist, turned red in an instant, and then completely turned into a blue-black color.

It wasn't the kind with a few bulging blue veins, but the entire fist, including the skin of the forearm, had turned into a hard, inhuman blue-black color.

The power is as strong as iron and the braking hand is as strong as steel.

This is exactly the Shaolin Heart Fire Fist, the Mu Yu Fist!

The remainder of wood is charcoal.

When wood meets high heat, it turns into fire if it has gas, and turns into charcoal if it has no gas.

Mu Yu Quan refers specifically to the state of holding your breath, forcing your muscles to exert force, causing blood pressure to rise rapidly and your strength to be stronger than usual.

Just as all it takes to turn wood into ashes is an ordinary flame.

But to burn it into good charcoal with the sound of metal, it is necessary to withstand even more terrifying high temperatures in the absence of air.

In Shaolin, this is already a top-notch boxing technique, but in Yu Dayou's writing, it is just a convenient and quick sword-drawing action.

Chu Tianshu's right hand had also turned blue and black. He touched the hilt of the sword and pulled it out quickly.

choke! ! !
The scene was like pulling out a piece of iron sheet spirally wrapped around a steel pillar.

It was clearly just the blunt part of the sword ridge that was rubbing against the skin, but the sound made it feel like the edges of two large knives pressed together and rubbing against each other.

Yuwen Tongxin missed the target.

The blade immediately deflected and chased, only to meet the sword that Chu Tianshu had just drawn out.

Clang!!!!

Swords clash.

The strange vibration on the blade was exposed by this sword.

You can see that there seems to be a colorless shell on this knife, which is slightly larger than the outline of the knife itself.

When Yuwen Tongxin drew his sword, he didn't need to exert any shock force, he just needed to concentrate on swinging the sword as fast as possible.

The soldier soul will automatically create a colorless shell, vibrating at high speed, with a frequency and intensity that exceeds the state of the sword master's own shock force.

This was the force Yuwen Tongxin used when he smashed the second floor floor.

But now, this "air shell" looks like a fuzzy crystal shell.

Chu Tianshu's sword blade cut directly into the crystal shell and collided with the blade.

Bang! ! !
The air shell exploded, and the swords rebounded.

The strong airflow swept away the dust around and caused the gaps in the broken wooden walls and windows to shake and rattle.

The dark blue color on Chu Tianshu's arms spread to his face for a moment. His face was as green as a mountain god, his eyes were murderous, and his hair was flying.

This means that he is exerting force with his whole body, even his face.

The only outlet for the power that was eager to expand and explode was his right hand.

In less than a blink of an eye.

Chu Tianshu's long sword in his right hand stabbed out dozens of afterimages.

Yuwen Tongxin couldn't see where the real sword was, and he didn't even have time to be surprised. He just slashed with his sword as fast as he could, driven by his desperate desire to survive.

The afterimages intertwined, forming a long "Dang!" sound.

There were more than a dozen twinkling sparks, shining brightly among the vague afterimages, as if in no particular order.

Yuwen Tongxun retreated violently.

The number of sparks proves how many swords he has blocked.

But he didn't stop them all.

There were tears in his clothes on the right side of his neck, left shoulder, right waist, and right leg.

The cut was very thin and no blood had come out yet, but he knew that the tendons in those parts of his body had been severed.

With this sudden retreat, he couldn't even control his body and rolled on the ground.

Three figures suddenly jumped up from different places in the room to cover Yuwen Tongxun's movements.

Those were the three people who were thrown into this room by Chu Tianshu before.

They suffered few injuries and had already recovered.

Just now, the two men's swords clashed too quickly, and the three of them didn't have time to attack. Now the three of them rushed over, and the front and left and right sides were blocked by human figures, which could block Chu Tianshu's entire vision.

Chu Tianshu's eyes were filled with murderous intent. In an instant, two sword shadows pierced through the hearts of the two people on his left and right, and were released and retracted immediately.

The man holding the dagger in front suddenly had his head flattened, blood splattered, and his head disappeared, leaving only his body like a nail, stuck in the ground from the waist down.

Chu Tianshu swung a sword at his head, destroying his head and smashing his body into the ground.

If I use a sword, even if I cut his body in half, I still won't be able to get such a clear view for a while.

Yuwen Tongxun, who was rolling in the room, was kneeling on one knee, with a long sword leaning at his side, and he spat a mouthful of blood on the sword.

A strange pattern suddenly appeared on the surface of the blade.

Golden Buddha face.

It was a golden Buddha face inspired by blood, about an inch in size, smiling compassionately in the blood, and cracking from the forehead.

At the end of the Sui Dynasty, there was a great general named Zhang Xutuo who defeated Wang Bo and Pei Shi, broke through Beihai and suppressed Qi County. He can be regarded as the last pillar of the Sui Dynasty.

Unfortunately, the building was about to collapse and he could not support it alone. He led his troops to run around, and later encountered the Wagang Army. After a long stalemate, his subordinates fled one after another. He himself fought hard and died in the chaos.

His precious sword became an evil weapon after this battle.

Those were chaotic times, and many people dared to use them even though they knew they were evil weapons.

The commander would often calculate the time and forcibly separate the sword master and the evil sword before the sword master completely became a puppet, and then reward them to the next sword master.

In this way, the wild sword spirit in the evil sword can just sustain its existence without being too ferocious and devouring its master.

There were even a large number of people selected to take turns wielding the evil swords and charging into battle to enhance their prestige.

The knife was thus passed around and eventually fell into the hands of the Yuwen family.

The Yuwen family has a set of blood-refined military techniques passed down by Emperor Wu of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, called "Buddha's Face Seal". It not only contains content about nourishing the soldier's soul through self-cultivation, but also specifically describes how to restrain the wild sword spirit.

He would take a Buddha statue from a large temple that was popular with worshippers, cut off the face of the statue, grind it into powder, mix it with his essence and blood, and paint it on the blade, practicing day and night.

Turn evil soldiers into your own use.

This method saves a lot of steps in nourishing the sword spirit.

The murderous nature of wild sword spirits is often purer than that of normal sword spirits, which is exactly what an organization like the Yuwen family wants.

But because several generations of the Yuwen family have used this sword, even if they deliberately control it, they have unknowingly cultivated the spirit of this wild sword to be quite strong.

After it was passed to Yuwen Tongxun, he had been suppressing it with the "Buddha Face Seal" and only dared to use half of the power of the sword soul.

Now the Buddha's face is cracked, and the wild sword spirit has completely awakened!
Yuwen Tongxun's face was as pale as snow, his eyes were filled with ice-blue, and from every wound on his body grew an ice spike as long as a finger.

The cold air suddenly extended to Chu Tianshu's feet like a white line.

In the blink of an eye, the ice several inches thick had frozen to his calves and was still spreading.

Yuwen Tongxun growled, swung his sword with both hands, took a big step forward, and chopped down at Chu Tianshu's head.

The power of the soldier's soul, the snow river collapses!

This was Zhang Xutuo's unique skill during his lifetime.

The cold air penetrated into the bones, and the knife made the air shell vibrate.

Even a statue made of cast iron can be shattered by this knife.

Ding! !

The blade that was meant to split Mount Hua was stopped by the thrusting sword tip, just like a long sword striking the ram of a chariot.

Chu Tianshu, who should have been invaded by the cold, was surprisingly accurate and powerful with this sword.

With this sword, the downward momentum of the long sword was stopped, and the sword body shook again in an instant.

Yuwen Tongxun's eyes widened in pain, and his two raised arms were broken at the elbows.

The sword hit the evil knife again, and the evil knife flew sideways with two broken arms, and the two-foot-long blade was nailed into the pillar.

Click! !

Chu Tianshu's left hand flashed, reached over the headless corpse, and grabbed Yuwen Tongxun's neck.

"After activating the cold air, you became slower."

The dark blue color on his face faded, and the drops of blood that had just splashed on his face became bright red and conspicuous, but he looked a little unhappy.

"Everyone knows that the soldier's soul is just a part of martial arts, just a supplement. Yet you're pinning your hopes on it to turn the tables?"

Yuwen Tongxun was breathless, feeling pain, anger and horror.

Of course he knew that fully activating the Wild Soldier Soul would have an adverse effect on him.

However, the sword speed of the man in front of him was too fast. At that moment, without the Wild Soldier Soul, he could not think of any other way he could do.

How could it happen so fast?
Once the opponent draws his sword, victory is decided in just one round.

Chu Tianshu used a little more force and squeezed him unconscious, then grabbed his collar and carried him away.

When Chu Tianshu was about to lift his feet, the frozen ice under his feet suddenly made a cracking sound and was torn apart by the strength of his legs and feet.

Walking outside the guest room building, Chu Tianshu looked up.

After the evil sword pierced through the pillar, a foot of the blade was exposed outside the pavilion.

A transparent flame ignited on the Sanqi Divine Sword, and Chu Tianshu swung it with all his strength.

With a clang, the snow-white evil knife was cut off by him.

The Wild Blade Soul let out a bird-like cry, and the cold and bloodthirsty aura began to dissipate.

Chu Tianshu had heard that all the enemies in the lobby were hacked to death by Cheng Xiazi, so he was not in a hurry to leave.

Sure enough, when he arrived at the lobby, most of the guests had already fled, the cups and plates were in a mess, and the tables were overturned.

There were at least seven or eight corpses on the ground.

Cheng Xiazi's knife nailed a corpse to the counter. At this time, he walked over, drew his knife, and turned his face towards Chu Tianshu.

"Your opponent is not ordinary, there's such a big commotion."

Cheng Xiazi exhaled and said, "I was eager to help, but I heard you complaining about the other person's slowness."

"If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have killed them. I should have left two alive."

Chu Tianshu glanced at the corpses.

At least three bodies died from injuries sustained in broken hands.

It seems that Cheng Xiazi threw his knife to save the proprietress halfway through the fight, and then he killed with his bare hands.

"It's okay, I left someone alive."

Chu Tianshu threw Yuwen Tongxun to the ground, and suddenly his expression changed. He heard groups of footsteps approaching on the street outside.

Blind Cheng also looked outside: "These people attacked in broad daylight, in full view of the public. It's too blatant. It seems that the people in the royal city are reacting quickly this time..."

He was halfway through his words when he suddenly frowned.

"No, why does it sound like the footsteps of a soldier?"

(End of this chapter)