Chapter 26: A Hundred Flowers Bloom, Gun and Gun

Chen Banzhu retreated two steps the moment he heard the warning.

But he could only retreat two steps.

After two steps, he felt a void in his chest, and his whole body lost its strength.

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

The blood pressure dropped sharply, causing him to lose consciousness on the spot.

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

Bang!!!

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

Chu Tianshu's sword draw just now also exploded with the fastest speed of his right arm, which was why he killed this theater troupe leader with one sword.

When the sword pointed to the sky, there was no blood on it, but the blade was still vibrating slightly, and the strength in his fingers hadn't eased yet.

Seeing the red smoke shooting toward him, Chu Tianshu raised his left hand and blocked it with his umbrella first.

It sounded like a large firecracker exploding in the air.

The yellow bamboo frame and the oiled paper umbrella were torn apart on the spot, exploding and flying away.

Amidst the broken paper and bamboo chips, there was still a peach wood sword sheath lying there.

Chu Tianshu pushed with his left palm, holding this sword sheath, and collided with the tip of the red smoke.

All the spells on the peach wood sword sheath lit up instantly, the speed of the red smoke slowed down sharply, and vaguely, one could see that the tip of the smoke looked like a swallow the size of a thumb.

Neither gold nor jade, neither wood nor stone, looking at that color and shape, it looked like a swallow pattern made of a pile of blood-red rust.

This was the "Red-Tailed Swallow" in the Five Demon Arts!

Black swallows cut through the water, red swallows cut through blood.

To raise such a "Red-Tailed Swallow," Chen Banzhu had looked for ten large knives used by executioners in the capital back then, each of which had been used for more than ten years.

Performing Five Children plays, collecting the blood rust and resentment on the blade, and nourishing it in a small crystal bottle.

Once the Red-Tailed Swallow was formed, it was on the fifteenth day of the eighth month of that year, within the midnight hour, cutting the necks of ten executioners to open its edge with blood.

Over the years, the Red-Tailed Swallow had killed countless people. If the troupe leader were still alive, he could control the Red-Tailed Swallow with ease, specifically looking for weaknesses.

As for the current Red-Tailed Swallow, it only had a bloodthirsty and fierce nature left.

The red smoke tip hit the peach wood sword sheath, the swallow's wings flapped, and it didn't avoid it, exerting force to crash into it.

Bang!!

The peach wood sword sheath also exploded, and the foot-long red smoke became more than half shorter.

Chu Tianshu's left hand dodged urgently, and his right hand smashed down, his movements so compact that it was as if his left and right hands were a windmill spinning rapidly.

The sword hilt was also made of peach wood and also had spell orders.

Chu Tianshu's right hand smash happened to hit the red swallow with the sword hilt.

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

Chen Banzhu's corpse only then fell backward.

The others in the theater troupe were all shocked and angry, moving to rush out and kill.

The fastest was still Liu Si Niang.

She was like a rotating lotus flower, her skirt was a wide lotus leaf, and she suddenly floated out from the corridor.

A distance of five or six meters, she arrived in a flash.

Chu Tianshu's field of vision was occupied by the rapidly flowing colors on the theatrical costume, but the sword in his hand slashed down without mercy.

One sword was going to slash through the lotus leaf, and even more wanted to split the person vertically.

Zhou's words that day in the restaurant were many, and Chu Tianshu and the others didn't believe them entirely.

In the middle of the night, Shopkeeper Ma cast a spell, releasing all the sparrow spirits to infiltrate, carefully investigate, light incense, and sit quietly, observing through the sparrow's eyes in his heart.

He saw that this group of people in the theater troupe was indeed arranging and practicing the play of the evil Five Children play.

And in the back room of this large residence, not only was there one Meng Xiao Bao, but there were a full twenty-odd children.

The older ones were no more than ten years old, and the younger ones were probably only three or four, all of whom had been given sleeping pills to keep them drowsy and unable to call or run, and were packed in large iron cages.

The older ones were no more than ten years old, while the younger ones were likely only three or four; all of them had been drugged into a stupor so they wouldn't cry or run, and were packed inside large iron cages.

Outwardly, they were decent, and in the lyrics, they were loyal and filial, but in secret, they snatched children and treated them like livestock.

In the future, even if these children were rescued, it was feared that several of them would have lingering illnesses and be difficult to raise.

Chu Tianshu had originally intended to kill Zhou that day.

But after listening to Shopkeeper Ma's account in the middle of the night, his killing intent toward this group of people in the theater troupe jumped a step, completely surpassing Zhou's.

At this moment, with a slash, the ruthlessness pulled a sharp sound like an iron whistle in the air.

The lotus-like skirt was slashed open on the spot, but unfortunately, it didn't slash the person.

As soon as the skirt broke, Liu Si Niang kicked the blade.

When she performed, she would wear small feet on the soles of her feet, painted and patterned on the outside, looking like wood, but actually made of refined iron.

The toe collided with the blade, making a crisp sound of metal.

Chu Tianshu's blade actually left his hand, spinning toward the sky, flying rapidly to a high place.

That's right, it was just the blade that left his hand; the hilt was still in his hand.

Chu Tianshu's face changed slightly, his fingers closed, and he had already crushed the hilt.

What leaked out from between his fingers were not hard wood fragments, but rotten wood powder like worm-eaten wood.

The collision between the hilt and the red swallow just now had indeed killed the evil spirit.

But the peach wood hilt was also corroded and eaten away, leaving only a brittle shell on the surface, looking as if it were still intact.

Liu Si Niang had expected this, dropped down fiercely, and stepped toward Chu Tianshu's instep.

Chu Tianshu's steps retreated, and the iron toe could only smash into the ground.

While the stone bricks cracked, her soles borrowed the reaction force to eject, her speed faster than before, kicking toward Chu Tianshu's chest.

The broken skirt swept like a peacock tail, Liu Si Niang's body advanced fiercely, her feet rising and falling, changing lines, kicking and stepping continuously, actually forcing Chu Tianshu to retreat repeatedly.

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

They were originally familiar with the play, and they all carried things that could be used when performing the Five Children play, knives, swords, and musical instruments, all of which were fierce.

Especially those dressed as martial students, who were also close to the gate, rushed out like tigers down the mountain, wanting to surround and kill Chu Tianshu.

Just at this moment, the air suddenly darkened.

Only to see a figure leap in from the eaves of the main gate of the large residence.

The man swooped down like an eagle, swept past the screen wall and the large water vat, and killed his way into the front courtyard, his feet smashing into the stone bricks in the rain, sliding forward.

Green bamboo pierced through the rain and fog, the front end wrapped in thick iron sheet to serve as a spearhead.

The first martial student was agile enough, immediately holding a single knife horizontally, sticking it in front of his throat, blocking the spearhead with the blade.

Whoosh!!

When the sound of the blade being pierced came out, the spear had already been pulled out.

Zhong Jinqiu shook his wrist, and the spearhead swept across the corpse's ear root, causing the corpse to smash to the side, exposing a large number of enemies behind.

Three silver-bright knives slashed toward the green bamboo pole at the same time.

The tacit understanding of the theater troupe, three people attacked at the same time, the knife shadows were confusing, making people dizzy.

Zhong Jinqiu was alone, with a rotten spear, shaking out continuous spear flowers, knocking and pressing down.

The spear speed was so fast that he fought three with one, and the sparks from the collision between the spearhead and the blade kept flashing.

From beginning to end, only the position protected by the thick iron sheet of the spearhead was colliding with those blades.

The three of them attacked in a round, but couldn't advance even half a step. When their hands slowed down slightly, the spearhead tip shook horizontally, brushing past their throats.

The other theater troupe members were ruthless this time, pushing these three corpses together to crash into Zhong Jinqiu.

Zhong Jinqiu suddenly retracted the spear and stabbed again.

The long spear was like a white snake spitting out its tongue, stabbing obliquely between the gaps of the stone bricks on the ground.

The green bamboo pole was pressed into a full arc, the spear holder jumped backward, and the green bamboo pole straightened out with the momentum.

Zhong Jinqiu seemed to be ejected, dodging the three corpses' pounce, landing behind the lotus water vat, and kicked the water vat.

The water vat exploded, not starting to crack from where it was kicked, but the whole water vat shattered in all four directions, leaving only the bottom of the vat intact.

A large vat of water overflowed, washing away on the ground.

The heavy bottom of the vat had already been kicked by Zhong Jinqiu's second kick, taking advantage of the water flow to move horizontally, crashing into the crowd.

The crowd was in chaos, some wanting to dodge, some wanting to use their feet to intercept.

Zhong Jinqiu had already wielded his spear and killed his way into the crowd, as if entering no-man's land, rushing all the way to the front hall.

The water flowed wantonly in the courtyard.

Chu Tianshu and Liu Si Niang's corner of the battlefield also had water.

Liu Si Niang's foot fell, inevitably a bit heavier, leaving a shallow pit of broken bricks on the ground to prevent being affected by the slippery water flow.

She was good at leg techniques, and almost never had both feet touching the ground during the fight, relying on the strength of single-foot rotation to show her body technique. Facing this change in terrain, she would instinctively be more cautious.

Bang!!

At the same time, Chu Tianshu seized the opportunity, his long arm swung out a punch, hitting a gas explosion in the air.

Liu Si Niang's waist swayed like a willow branch, her head naturally tilted, dodging the punch.

The swing punch was released and retracted, but when it was retracted, it brought out three blood marks on Liu Si Niang's face.

Tongbei fist proverb: "Swing punch like an arrow, retract like a hook!"

When the swing punch is hit, it is not necessarily the shape of a fist, it could also be using the back of the hand to whip people, also called a whip hand, but when it is retracted, it must be the shape of a claw.

Liu Si Niang felt pain on her face, a nerve reflex, making her whole body tense up, and the obvious muscle lines of her masseter could be seen on her cheeks.

The human face is one of the most sensitive parts of the body, and injury and tension are inevitable.

But for a leg technique master like her, this tension, tensed on the face, made her legs slow.

Liu Si Niang's leg was just about to kick out, but was intercepted by Chu Tianshu, kicking her on the shin bone, another heart-piercing pain.

Bang bang bang!!!

The next moment, Liu Si Niang's chest, neck, and forehead were hit by three punches, her pupils scattered, and her body smashed backward.

White Ape Reveals, Three Punches Take Life!

Chu Tianshu remembered the first time he saw this person perform, and his expression flashed a bit of complexity.

The Mulian play, because the mother's love for her child moved the Buddha, allowed the child to break into hell, save his mother, and escape the sea of suffering.

This person in front of him, however, was an accomplice in harming children, and thus went to hell.

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

Zhong Jinqiu killed first and then rushed, breaking out a bloody path, only solving about half of the people in the courtyard.

The rest were terrified by that long spear, and just as they turned to look at Liu Si Niang's side, they saw a flash of silver.

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

Chu Tianshu carried the knife and killed his way into the crowd, the knife following his body.

When he passed through the crowd and broke into the front hall, everyone in the courtyard had broken legs and fell to the ground screaming.

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

Now they were terrified, and being ambushed by Chu Tianshu, the pursuit was not lethal, just broken legs.

Therefore, the rest of the people in the courtyard almost collapsed at the first touch, all falling to the ground.

The servants in front of the back hall had long heard that something was wrong and rushed into the hall.

"Eunuch, something happened in front!"

The old eunuch had no reaction at all. A servant shook the old eunuch several times in a hurry.

"Eunuch! Eunuch!!"

The old eunuch's eyes were closed tightly, his eyeballs rolling left and right, still not waking up.

A loud bang came from the courtyard, and the wall of the front hall was smashed into a large hole.

Broken bricks and the big drum master flew backward together, smashing onto the stage in the courtyard.

The bald big drum master still had a broken spear stuck in his chest. It was at the moment of being shot that his drum hammers crossed, breaking the green bamboo spear shaft.

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

"Quick!"

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

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

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

But when he took out the gun before anyone approached, he didn't know if this old monster who was still sleeping could react?!

This revolver was left behind by the bandit leader. He didn't know where he got it, but the caliber was not small, and the power was even better than the rough rifles of the militia.

With only one bullet left, Chu Tianshu was prepared to use it here.

With strong muscle control, he held the gun body tightly, Chu Tianshu aimed at the old eunuch's eye socket and pulled the trigger in an instant.

Bang!!

The old eunuch opened his eyes suddenly, but before he could make any other moves, his thin body had already been carried by an impact force, smashing through the chair and hitting the wall.

The head with scattered white hair smashed against the wall and hung down forward.

Hit!

The two servants looked at this scene in terror, silent as cicadas.

But just a blink of an eye, the head raised again, his face twisted and ferocious.

"Who?!"

The hot bullet was dodged by an inch at that moment, not hitting the eye socket, but hitting the cheekbone.

What was terrible was that this bullet only broke the old monster's skin, and it had already deformed, embedded in the flesh.

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The terrifying part was that this bullet had only broken the old monster's skin before deforming and embedding itself in his flesh.

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