svetikya Chapter 46 Liu Chuxuan
Chapter 46 Liu Chuxuan
The Taoist priest beside Chu Jingtao had a handsome face, three long strands of beard hanging down his chest, and a spotless blue Taoist robe. He carried a long sword on his back and had an air of otherworldly elegance.
This person was none other than Liu Chuxuan, the third-ranked disciple of the Seven Masters of Quanzhen, who was also a disciple of Wang Chongyang.
He was sent to Lin'an to gather information on the orders of his master, Wang Chongyang, but Wang Chongyang did not tell him why he was to gather information, so Liu Chuxuan did not know what to do.
After all, Wang Chongyang had mixed feelings about what Zhao Yu was going to do, and he didn't know how to face it, let alone how to tell his disciple.
Therefore, he could only give vague answers.
Not long after Liu Chuxuan arrived in Lin'an, he happened to run into Xia Zhen, who then invited him over under the pretext of "suppressing the sorcerer".
He already harbored resentment, thinking Zhao Yu was using evil magic to harm people. Upon hearing this, he coldly glanced at Zhao Yu and then looked with disgust at Yuan Ye, whose eyes were full of greed.
Liu Chuxuan said in a deep voice, "This person possesses evil skills and is ruthless; he is by no means an easy opponent. Too much talk will only lead to mistakes. Let's capture him first and then make further plans."
"It should have been done a long time ago!"
Before he could finish speaking, the woman standing at the back suddenly let out a charming laugh, her voice so alluring it could melt anyone's bones.
The woman was dressed in a red dress, with a graceful figure. Her face was covered by a thin veil, revealing only a pair of captivating peach blossom eyes. Every glance she gave was full of charm.
Her nickname was "Poisonous Hand Rakshasa" Liu San Niang. She was originally a disciple of a major sect in Sichuan, but was expelled from the sect for secretly learning poison techniques. After that, she relied on her superb poison skills to kill and rob people in the martial arts world, and was extremely ruthless.
With a light step, her waist swayed like a water snake, and in a flash, she transformed into a red shadow and pounced on Zhao Yu. Her slender hands formed claws, aiming straight for Zhao Yu's shoulder blade.
A coquettish laugh rang out at the same time: "This lad, I'll take care of him first. The credit before Grand Commandant Xia will be mine, so please don't try to compete with me."
Her moves appeared charming, but in reality, they were ruthless; a cold, bone-piercing nail was hidden at her fingertips.
Once she catches you, she can instantly inject a bone-piercing nail coated with deadly poison into your body. No matter how high your martial arts skills are, you will have to submit instantly.
"Hmph, ignorant of their own limitations."
Zhao Yu sat in the chair, snorted coldly, and didn't even move his buttocks.
Seeing that Liu San Niang's claws were already at his shoulder, he slowly raised his right hand, his five fingers forming a claw, and reached out to grab Liu San Niang.
The instant their fingertips touched, a chilling and sharp energy burst forth.
It is the supreme martial art from the Nine Yin Manual—the Nine Yin Divine Claw!
A true expert's skill is immediately apparent upon their first move.
Liu San Niang's expression suddenly changed drastically. She felt that the opponent's claw force was like a ghost, instantly breaking through her moves. The force at the fingertips went straight for the meridians in her palm, as if it would crush her hand bones.
She dared not take the attack head-on. She twisted her waist sharply and moved sideways in an instant, narrowly avoiding the claw. A cold sweat broke out on her back.
After landing, Liu Sanniang no longer dared to underestimate them and shouted sternly, "This guy is tough! Everyone, stop watching the show and come at me together!"
"With your meager skills, you dare to claim the credit? How about I teach you a few tricks later? I guarantee you'll benefit greatly, my lady!"
Monk Yuanye chuckled lewdly and took a sudden step forward, causing the bluestone slabs on the ground to tremble slightly under his foot.
He drew the iron dagger from his waist, shouted loudly, and the dagger, accompanied by a whistling sound, slashed down at Zhao Yu's head.
This strike was powerful and heavy, carrying a ferocious and ruthless energy.
With a single slash, even the air itself seemed to explode. If the blow had landed squarely, even a body made of bronze and iron would likely have been cleaved in two.
But Zhao Yu remained seated, his expression unchanged.
Just as the dagger was about to fall on his head, he lightly extended his left hand, his fingers turning like butterflies flitting among flowers—it was the Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand.
There was a soft "ding" sound.
Zhao Yu's two fingers precisely gripped the back of the wrought iron ring knife.
Yuan Ye felt a tremendous force coming from the blade. His earth-shattering strike was firmly held between the opponent's two fingers and could not advance even an inch further!
His face flushed red, his arm muscles bulged, and he pressed down with all his might, but the dagger seemed to be welded to the ground, remaining completely still.
"With this little strength, you dare to venture into the martial world?" Zhao Yu said calmly, his fingers twirling slightly.
Yuan Ye felt a strange rotating force coming from him, and his tiger's mouth instantly split open, blood gushing out. He could no longer hold the ring knife in his hand, and Zhao Yu casually snatched it away.
Before he could react, Zhao Yu swung his hand back, and the ring-shaped knife, accompanied by a whistling sound, slashed horizontally towards Yuan Ye's neck!
Yuan Ye let out a strange cry and quickly let go and retreated. At the same time, he used both palms to strike Zhao Yu with the Shaolin Prajna Palm.
He wasn't particularly skilled with a knife; that steel knife was just for deceiving others. Seventy percent of his skill came from his hands.
Forced into a desperate situation, he had already used all his skills, his palm strikes fierce and powerful, carrying a do-or-die spirit.
But Zhao Yu wouldn't take his meager skills seriously.
He casually tossed the dagger aside, then thrust out his right palm. The seemingly light palm strike struck first, landing with perfect precision on the top of Yuan Ye's bald head.
"Bang!"
With a muffled thud, Yuan Ye's palm strike froze instantly, and he stood rooted to the spot.
His eyes were wide open, staring intently at Zhao Yu, and dark blood slowly flowed from his seven orifices.
The next moment, his massive body crashed to the ground, shaking the earth slightly; he was dead beyond dead.
From the moment they met to the moment he was killed, it only took two moves.
Chu Jingtao and Liu Chuxuan, who were standing to the side, changed their expressions instantly, their eyes filled with disbelief.
They were unwilling to join forces with others against the enemy, and they disliked Yuan Ye's character even more, so they thought it would be good to let him take the lead first, since the opponent was just a young man.
But things changed so quickly that they had no time to react.
They knew Yuan Ye's martial arts skills all too well. Although he was a gangster, his martial arts were by no means simple, otherwise he would not have survived to this day.
Even if this person's skills are slightly inferior to the two of them, he is definitely a master in the martial arts world.
But in the hands of this masked young man, he didn't even last two moves before being killed with a single palm strike.
Just how high is this young man's martial arts skill?
Just as the two were shaken, Liu San Niang, who had been hiding behind, flashed a ruthless glint in her eyes.
Taking advantage of the moment when Zhao Yu had just killed Yuan Ye and his old strength had been exhausted while his new strength had not yet been generated, she flicked her wrist and a large amount of multicolored poison powder turned into smoke, which she threw directly at Zhao Yu.
This poison powder was her trump card; it was deadly upon contact with blood. Even just inhaling a trace would instantly paralyze the body, making it extremely insidious.
She calculated that Zhao Yu wouldn't have time to dodge at that moment, and was just waiting for him to be hit and fall to the ground so that she could take the credit.