Chapter 110 Crane dances in the sky, hundreds of energy rise to the sun
Silence!
After Tang Hun received this palm, he felt that all the sounds around him disappeared in an instant.
Even though there is still obvious air distortion and rotation behind Su Hanshan, there is no longer a whistling sound.
Even though the tiles on both sides and far away continued to fall after flying, hitting the roof, he could not hear any sound.
On both sides of the river, in all directions, the disciples of the two gangs were fighting in every direction, as if they had become silent sparks, flashing silently.
In this silence, he heard the sounds coming from his body more clearly.
The flow of blood changed from silent to surging, as if washing away a large amount of dead wood and gravel. The bones of the arms made a sound like rock cracking. Each sound was more thrilling than the other, and finally connected into a piece of thunder that made people lose consciousness. sound.
When the meridians were completely broken, just like the twists and turns of the river, the sound of the water flow suddenly became more than ten times more intense.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang! ! !
There were at least a dozen places on Tang Hun's arms, shoulders, and even the shoulder blades on his back that were torn apart, and his internal energy burst out along with his blood, destroying his clothes.
The blood entered the air and should have quickly fallen to the ground, but because of Tang Hun's internal power, it continued to disintegrate outward.
These internal forces are actually wrapped in blood, forming air currents like bright red spiritual snakes. Using the wounds as the source, they form strange arced trajectories and fly outward.
Some shot up into the sky, not knowing where they would land, and some turned downward and landed on the street, creating shallow pits.
“No!!”
Just when the blood and water left his body, Tang Hun's hearing suddenly returned, and all the sounds that had been isolated before flooded into his mind, causing him to let out a loud cry of great confusion and pain.
The bones in his arms are about to be broken, he has lost a lot of blood, and his meridians have been completely destroyed. Even if his skills can still be restored to full strength, it is impossible to maintain the combat power that matches his status as a grandmaster.
He wants to retreat, or to put it simply, he just wants to escape!
If he was originally at a disadvantage, he still had the confidence to escape calmly, and he would not even hesitate to fight the opponent.
Now, all he has left is the thought of escape.
Just like the day when the Tang Clan's conspiracy was defeated, he had no choice but to escape in this situation.
But he could not escape from this situation.
Just when Tang Hun exerted his strength with both feet and wanted to fly backwards...
Phew! ! ! !
The palm that Su Hanshan had just stretched out turned into a claw, and he pulled back. An unbearable undercurrent in the air forcefully pulled Tang Hun back.
Tang Hun shouted loudly, and his black robe suddenly shattered and turned into pieces of butterflies flying.
Every piece of fabric in the robe is actually a hidden weapon that has been designed at the beginning of cutting, and it is also the last layer of support for him to protect himself and his life.
The black butterfly looks graceful, but in fact it breaks through the air and cracks the wind. Even the dense air flow controlled by Su Hanshan is cut into many weak traces.
At the same time, in the butterfly group, the shadows of legs were flying, and Tang Hun's legs moved together, trying to completely break the suction force.
His legs were like flashing venomous pythons, and the black butterfly-like fabric, against this backdrop, looked less like butterflies and more like scales, as if two pairs of them were shaking wildly. Scaled dragon.
The poisonous dragon's flying scales become more and more sharp and terrifying.
But the next moment, both the Poison Dragon and the Flying Scale were intercepted and exploded by Su Hanshan's two fists.
Hundreds of fist shadows seemed to burst out at the same moment.
Those pieces of black cloth turned into flying ash the moment they touched the shadows of these fists.
Tang Hun's legs could be said to be struggling at first, but soon, the strength in his legs was completely defeated by the strength of his fists, and he became the target of being beaten.
The two perfectly good legs had been hit no matter how many times. The joints of human legs were no longer what they should be. Instead, they became as crooked as two dead pythons.
The indentations of the fist prints are densely packed and overlapping, just like the scales on a python.
The power of the punch spread from his legs throughout his body. Tang Hun's body had completely lost control, and was thrown far away like a torn sack.
Su Hanshan stepped on the ridge of the roof with his left foot, took one step in the air, and caught up with him, stomping heavily on his head with his right foot.
Bang! ! !
When Tang Hun's head fell suddenly, Su Hanshan had already changed direction after stepping on it, and volleyed towards Situ Zhongxia's position.
On the long street over there, the disciples of the Flag and Spear Hall were staggering and scattered in all directions.
While Situ Zhongxia and the other six were fighting fiercely against Zheng Dao, they had already defeated all these gun-wielding warriors.
But in the process, Zheng Dao has discovered that the inexplicable power borrowed by these six enemies from the world is becoming more and more scattered, thinner and cannot be reused.
Zheng Dao’s own foundation is really solid enough. After enduring so many rounds of attacks, although his energy and blood were boiling and his skills were depleted a lot, he was not really injured. He immediately wanted to fight back. .
It was at this time that the series of drastic changes in Tang Hun distracted everyone's attention.
They seemed to have just blinked, and Tang Hun had gone from being at a disadvantage to being completely dead.
‘Tang Hun is a master...how could such a thing happen? ! ! ’
Zheng Dao was shocked and could not believe that Su Hanshan was already rushing here.
The shocked and chaotic emotions seemed to make him fall into a state of temporary confusion.
After all, let alone his enemy, even Deng Guangming and Li Chaoyang were a little stunned when they saw Su Hanshan burst out with such killing power.
But at this moment, Zheng Dao put his hands on his chest, spread his palms, and suddenly shook them.
This is not a deliberate action in his mind, but his habit.
When he was young, he loved women, socializing, and being flattered.
However, since his martial arts reached a bottleneck, he has developed a growing anxiety. He can no longer immerse himself in any enjoyment, and he cannot give up cruelly. He has to intensify his indulgence in wine and sex, and drown his worries. Forget about it for a moment.
Then that day, a man in black suddenly broke into the warm house where he was sleeping, and smashed all the furnishings in his house with one palm.
The tables and chairs turned into powder, the clothes flew into dust, the gold and silver broke, the cups and saucers exploded to pieces, all the women fainted, and he was the only one left awake, naked on the ground.
Although he was awake, he couldn't react at all. He was so frightened that he stared blankly at the killer without resisting.
Fortunately, it’s not a killer.
That is Zhao Lizong.
After Zhao Lizong took off his hijab, he patted Zheng Dao on the shoulder generously and left without saying a word.
After Zheng Dao came to his senses, he felt extremely regretful and fearful, and finally gave up his bad habit with great determination. It's not about giving up drinking and sex, but setting standards for yourself, which is more torturous than giving up completely.
At that time, whenever he couldn't control himself, he would stay alone in the room, stand still, clenched his fists in front of his chest, and tightened his fists with fearless thoughts to push himself to the limit. Clear away distracting thoughts and focus.
Over the years, he has rarely been able to restrain his distracting thoughts, but this habit has still been maintained. Whenever he thinks deeply, thinks hard, prepares for battle, practices, or heals his injuries, he always does this. Not moving.
Today, at this critical moment of life and death, I clenched my fist in a hurry, but I unintentionally grasped my true meaning.
Zheng Dao's distracting thoughts disappeared, he raised his eyebrows solemnly, his expression was calm, he punched the ground with his fist, and his figure jumped up like a projectile.
The nearby ground shook with his punch, and six air pillars suddenly surged out from the ground, facing Situ Zhongxia and the six of them.
The six people either blocked or avoided, and their body shapes changed.
Their Six Tao Wind and Cloud Formation, which was already on the verge of failure, was completely shattered by this shock and blockage, leaving everyone feeling empty.
What disappoints them even more is that Zheng Dao's escaping movement was too escaping.
Just seeing that figure escaping seemed to have made them understand that Zheng Dao could never be left behind today.
At this time, there was a sharp roar in the sky.
“Situ!!”
Situ Zhongxia was startled and woke up from the loss. He looked up and saw Su Hanshan’s flying figure, and he immediately understood. .
“One sword can lift the sky!”
Situ Zhongxia raised his head and roared, his thick black iron sword without edge standing upright towards the sky.
Su Hanshan stepped on the top of the big sword, and when his foot exerted force, Situ Zhongxia happened to swing the sword forward to exert force.
The two forces collided, and the stone bricks under Situ Zhongxia's feet collapsed, and the soles of his feet were pushed backwards. A large amount of gravel piled up behind the soles of his feet, and they trembled and moved backward, accumulating more and more. And Su Hanshan's figure, after a brief bending, tightening, and accumulating strength, suddenly disappeared at a speed that was difficult to discern with the naked eye.
There was only an exciting sound of explosion and tearing in the air! !
Li Chaoyang and others looked up.
I saw strips of white cloth falling from the sky.
Su Hanshan's loose, wide-sleeved robe was completely torn apart by the airflow because he had exploded so fast that he could not protect it with Pure Yang Aerial Technique.
Zheng Dao, who was about to join the chief hall master, suddenly felt a huge tremor in his heart, not because of fear, but because of an instinctive nervousness that foreboding that drastic changes were coming.
Zheng Dao stopped suddenly on the street, twisted his body, held his right wrist with his left hand, and stretched his right forearm across the front.
"Five Wheels of Brahma, Mighty Meditation...Vajra Frame!!"
All the skills and spiritual power of the Five Wheels of Vajra Fist are pouring into his right arm at this moment, and on his right sleeve , it actually showed golden light threads swimming.
On the forearm, it condenses into a thick, solid, mandala-like pattern.
At the moment he turned around, a vague shadow wrapped in the atmosphere hit him with an indescribable impact.
There seemed to be a layer of light golden barrier within five feet of the surrounding area. It disappeared in a blink of an eye, like a big golden bowl knocked upside down on the ground.
when! ! ! ! ! ! !
The collision of the two figures also brought with it a lingering sound similar to the sound of ancient temple bells.
Zheng Dao did not retreat, even though blood was oozing from all his orifices, even though a large piece of the street collapsed in a fan shape from his feet back, and the cracks were enough to spread several feet away.
But he really withstood the blow.
His forearms were pushed horizontally, while Su Hanshan's forearms were raised upright.
The moment Su Hanshan bombarded him, he was too fast. He didn't dare to straighten his arms directly, lest the joints could not bear it, so he chose to raise his forearms and attack forward with an elbow-like strike.
The two forearms collided together, and the sleeves had turned into fly ash. One was like a diamond carving, and the other was like a transparent and white flame.
Currently, Su Hanshan has black hair disheveled and fluttering. He only has a moon-white outfit that ties his waist and wrists. After his right sleeve is destroyed, even this outfit becomes much more. The rips vaguely revealed the tight lines of skin inside the clothes.
This look can definitely be called embarrassed.
But when his whole body is surrounded by such a blazing white light, his teeth are clenched but there is no blood, and his eyes are bright but not turbid, then anyone can see that he has gained the advantage. one party.
"Okay, come again!!"
Su Hanshan's figure suddenly moved, his feet crossed to the right, and his left arm swept across and struck quickly.
Zheng Dao swept his left arm down to block the blow, and his right hand reached directly to the back of his heart, blocking the punch to the back.
The sounds of hands and collisions became extremely intense in the blink of an eye, dense and indistinguishable.
Su Hanshan's figure changed rapidly around him. He didn't know how many punches, palms, claws, finger stabs, and side kicks he had thrown.
The momentum of his attack alone was like ten or eight well-connected masters attacking with all their strength.
In the midst of such a dense and rapid offensive, Zheng Dao actually always faced forward, his feet barely moving, only his arms moving.
While others are standing, their arms can touch their toes and heels.
The back of the head, the back of the heart, the back of the waist, the bend of the knees, any part of the body are all within the protection range of his hands.
The person who created the "Seven Wheels of Brahma Self-Defying Seal" was originally a master of magical skills from India. In his mind method, he integrated the top secrets of India's yoga, which can make the body flexible and stretchable.
Zheng Dao also studied the Zhongyuan Boxing Book and majored in both arms. His two arms have become incredibly flexible, stretching and contracting as desired, broad and strong.
He is like a statue of a sacred Buddha from the early days of Tianzhu Buddhism, with ten long and narrow inhuman-like arms that protect his whole body.
It is not as kind and noble as the later Buddhist statues in China, but it has an otherworldly majesty and power.
When he was resisting Su Hanshan's offensive, the blood at the corner of his mouth became more and more, and the area in the middle of his forehead became brighter and brighter. His expression was stoic and motionless, and there was a faint excitement and desire.
The master of the Kuanggu Hall, the title of the number one master among the masters, has been known for many years. He has fought against the enemy's and our own masters more than once or twice, and he has never been able to get out of the way.
But today, facing this opponent who was also less than a grandmaster but exceeded his expectations, Zheng Dao already had a premonition.
His spiritual thinking, in this feeling of being tempered, has grasped the right beginning of tempering the brain. As long as he continues, he can at least steadily step into the realm of the sixth round and completely Enter the level of a master.
Su Hanshan seemed to have noticed that he was about to break through, and his attack suddenly accelerated by three points. The hands and feet dancing around him were so dense that it was difficult to distinguish the human form.
Zheng Dao was also a little unable to defend himself. He struck a few heavy blows, his body trembled slightly, he vomited blood in his mouth and stained his clothes red.
But the skin on his forehead lit up faster, as if it was about to split open and reveal a jewel.
At the moment when the "orb" was about to emerge, many afterimages suddenly disappeared.
Su Hanshan turned around and stopped ten feet in front of Zheng Dao.
The distance between the toes of Su Hanshan's front feet and the toes of Zheng Dao's front feet is exactly one foot apart, not one point more, not one point less.
Zheng Dao was just one step away from being able to completely break through the barrier. He tried to break through but was unable to do so on his own. He was extremely annoyed and stared at Su Hanshan.
He found the right idea in the feeling of being tempered, and now he can only go down that path.
Su Hanshan also looked at him, but did not make a move. Those eyes seemed to be not just looking at Zheng Dao, but encompassing the entire surrounding area.
It seems that Zheng Dao's movements and the movement of a piece of gravel are both valued equally and impartially.
The two fell into a brief confrontation.
Zhao Lizong seemed to be shouting again, but it was temporarily covered up by the sudden fierce sound of swords. There was also a muffled sound mixed in. I don't know who suffered the loss.
Situ Zhongxia and others are also approaching here with their swords in hand, their footsteps flying across the ground.
Zheng Dao's eyes changed several times, and he finally moved.
He does not move forward, but retreats.
Even if he was just a little short of completing the first step of tempering his brain, even if it was something he dreamed of, he restrained his desire and was not willing to gamble.
Because Su Hanshan's expression brought a bad omen to his heart.
Even if I don’t succeed this time, I finally have an idea. I will ask the chief hall master for help afterwards. After a few more months of hard work, I can finally take that step.
When the time comes, he will not be comparable to ordinary grandmasters like Tang Hun, and may even surpass Li Qiumian and the chief hall master in one leap, approaching the throne of number one in the world.
However, when Zheng Dao made this move, he immediately knew something was wrong!
It turned out that there were many vaguely rippling undercurrents in the air around his body. Once he touched them, they seemed to be detonated and became restless.
"Five rounds..."
"You are too late!!"
Su Hanshan's figure suddenly disappeared, hovering in the air, and captured it with a palm.
The atmosphere in the southeast, northwest and northwest was agitated at the same time. On the streets, airflow spurted out from even the gaps, enveloping gravel and dust, and gathered them under Su Hanshan's palm.
Since he clearly understood the various qi mechanisms in the body that can be integrated with the internal force but are different from each other, not only has he gained a deeper knowledge of internal energy, but his understanding of the three pure Yang methods has also greatly improved. potential.
At this moment, what he is using is a combination of golden eyes, iron crane hands and pure Yang aerial method. Perhaps it can be called -
The crane dances back to the sky, and a hundred qi rises to the sun!
No matter Zheng Dao moved forward or backward, he could not escape the baptism of this palm.
If he can survive this and use the opportunity to break through the Grandmaster, then Su Hanshan will admit it.
Buzz! ! !
The aura from Su Hanshan's body also flowed into his hands, allowing the dust and airflow to converge into a small ball that emitted the light of lava in his palm, and even buzzed as it rotated.
With his volley, the lava-like luster struck heavily on Zheng Dao's palms used to parry.
Zheng Dao's overlapping palms were immediately punched with a hole the size of a dragon's eye. He frowned angrily and gritted his teeth.
The small ball of red light landed on the head of the lobby master, paused slightly, and slowed down its rotation. The light shone brightly and darkly. It was precisely because he spent all his life and mystical power to restrain it in order to withstand this move.
Unfortunately, his energy and skill had been greatly depleted before, and he could only hold on for one breath. After one breath, the red light fell suddenly, penetrated directly from the top of his head, and disappeared into his body.
(End of this chapter)