Quiescence!

After Tang Soul took this palm, he felt that all the sounds around him disappeared in an instant.

Even if there was still an obvious phenomenon of air distortion and air rotation behind Su Han Mountain, there was no longer a whistling sound.

Even though the tiles flew on both sides and into the distance, they continued to fall, hitting the roof, and he couldn't hear any sound.

On both sides of the long river, in all directions, the fighting of the disciples of the two major gangs in all directions seemed to have become silent sparks, silent flashes.

In this silence, he heard the voices coming from within his body more clearly.

The blood rushed from silent to surging, as if washing away a large amount of rotten wood and rubble, and the bones of the arms made a sound like the rock cracking, each more thrilling than the other, and finally connected into a disorienting thunder.

When the meridians are also completely broken, just like the twists and turns of the river, the sound of the water flow is more than ten times more intense at once.

Bang bang!!

On Tang Soul's arms, shoulders, and even the shoulder blades behind his back, there were at least a dozen parts of the skin that were fleshy, and the internal force was attached to his blood, bursting out and bursting through his clothes.

The blood water entered the air, and it should have been sprinkled to the ground quickly, but because Tang Soul's internal force continued to collapse outward.

These internal forces, wrapped in blood and water, formed a bright red spirit snake-like air flow, with the wound as the source, forming a strange arc trajectory, flying outward.

Some shot into the air, not knowing where they would fall, and some turned downwards and smashed into the street, hitting shallow craters.

"No!!"

Just when the blood and water were separated from his body, Tang Soul's hearing suddenly recovered, and all the sounds that had been isolated just now poured into his mind again, causing him to let out an extremely annoying and painful scream.

With shattered bones in his arms, massive blood loss, and complete abandonment of his meridians, even if his strength can still be restored, it is impossible to maintain the combat power that matches his status as a grandmaster.

He wanted to withdraw, or to put it simply, he just wanted to escape!

If he was originally pressed down, he still had a little bit of confidence to get out calmly, and even not hesitate to consume the confidence with the other party.

Now, then, all he has left is the complete thought of escape.

Just like the day when the Tangmen conspiracy was broken, I had to flee in this situation.

But in this situation, he can't escape.

Just when Tang Soul exerted his strength with both feet and wanted to rise upside down......

Call!!!!

The palm that Su Hanshan had just leaned out turned into a claw and pulled it back, and an unbearable undercurrent in the air pulled Tang Soul back.

Tang Soul shouted, and the black robe suddenly shattered, turning into pieces of butterflies flying.

The fabric of each robe turned out to be a hidden weapon that had been designed at the beginning of cutting, and it was also the last layer of his life protection.

The black butterfly seemed to be fluttering, but in fact, it broke through the air and split the wind, and even the dense air flow controlled by Su Hanshan was cut off with many weak traces.

At the same time, in the butterfly group, the leg shadows flew over, and Tang Soul's legs moved together, wanting to completely break this suction force.

His legs are like flickering poisonous pythons, black butterflies-like fabrics, and against this backdrop, they don't look like butterflies, but like scales, as if they are two dragons flicking their scales.

The poisonous dragon flies with scales, becoming more and more sharp and terrifying.

But in the next moment, whether it was a poisonous dragon or a flying scale, they were all intercepted and exploded by Su Hanshan's two fists.

Hundreds of fist shadows erupted at the same moment.

Those black pieces of cloth turned into ashes the moment they touched these fist shadows.

Tang Soul's legs could be said to be competing at the beginning, but soon, the strength on his legs was completely broken by the strength of his fists and became the target of the beating.

The two legs are good, I don't know how many times I have been hit, I can't see what the joints of human legs should look like at all, but they really become like two dead pythons, crooked.

The dents of the fist prints, densely packed and overlapped, just like the scales on the body of a python.

The power of the fist spread from his legs all over his body, and Tang Soul's body had completely lost control, like a broken sack, thrown far away.

Su Hanshan stepped on the roof ridge with his left foot, and caught up with him with one volley, and stomped heavily on his head with his right foot.

Boom!!!

When Tang Soul's big head fell down suddenly, Su Hanshan had already changed direction after that step, and volleyed towards Situ Zhongxia's position.

On the long street over there, the disciples of the Flag Spear Hall were scattered in all directions.

While Situ Zhongxia and the six of them were fighting against Zheng Dao, they had also defeated all these gun-wielding sharp soldiers.

But in the process, Zheng Dao has discovered that an inexplicable huge force borrowed from heaven and earth by these six enemies is becoming more and more scattered, thinner and thinner, and irreusible.

And Zheng Dao's own foundation is really solid enough, after carrying so many rounds of offensives, although his blood is churning and his skills are lost a lot, he is not really injured, and he immediately has the idea of counterattacking.

It was at this time that a series of drastic changes on Tang Soul's side took away a little of everyone's attention.

They seemed to just blink their eyes, and Tang Soul had gone from falling behind to being completely dead.

'Tang Soul is a grandmaster...... How could such a thing happen?!! ’

Zheng Dao's heart was shocked, and he couldn't believe that Su Hanshan had rushed to this side.

The chaotic emotions that were so shocked seemed to put him in a state of panic.

After all, don't say it's his enemy, even Deng Guangming and Li Chaoyang's group of people are a little stunned when they see Su Hanshan burst out with such killing power.

But at this moment, Zheng Dao put his hands in front of his chest, spread his palms, and suddenly shook them again.

It's not an action that he deliberately comes up with in his head, it's a habit of his.

When he was young, he loved women, socialized, and flattered.

However, since his martial arts fell into a bottleneck, he had a growing anxiety, and he couldn't immerse himself in any enjoyment with peace of mind, and he couldn't quit ruthlessly, so he had to intensify his indulgence in the wine and forget his troubles for a while.

Then, on that very 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 were powdered, the clothes were dusty, the gold and silver were torn, the cups and saucers were shattered, and all the women passed out, and he was the only one who was awake, and he fell to the ground naked.

Although he was awake, he couldn't react at all, and he was so frightened that he stared at the killer and didn't resist.

Good thing it's not a killer.

That's Zhao Lizong.

After Zhao Lizong took off the face towel, he didn't say a word, and patted Zheng Dao's shoulder very generously, and left there.

After Zheng Dao came back to his senses, he was extremely remorseful, and finally gave up his bad habits with great determination. It's not about getting rid of the wine, it's about setting rules for yourself, which is even more torturous than getting rid of it completely.

At that time, whenever he could not restrain himself, he was alone in the room, standing still, holding his fists in front of his chest, and with the fearless thought of tightening his fists, he cleared his distractions and focused on them.

Over the years, he has rarely been able to restrain his distracting thoughts, but this habit is still maintained, whenever he thinks deeply, thinks hard, prepares for battle, exercises, and heals, it is such an action, and he does not move.

Today, at this life-and-death juncture, 100,000 anxious fists have been unintentionally clenched with sincerity.

Zheng Dao's distracting thoughts disappeared, his eyebrows were raised majestic, his expression was calm, he smashed his fist on the ground, and his figure jumped up like a projectile.

The nearby ground was shaken by his punch, and six pillars of qi suddenly poured out from the ground, facing Situ Zhongxia and the six of them.

The six people either blocked or avoided, and their bodies changed.

Their Liutao Wind and Cloud Array was already on the verge of failure, and under this shock and resistance, it suddenly completely dispersed, and everyone had a feeling of emptiness in their hearts.

What disappointed them even more was that Zheng Dao's way of escaping was too jumpy.

Just seeing the scene where that figure escaped, it seemed that they had already understood that Zheng Dao would definitely not be able to leave him today.

At this moment, in the long sky, there was a sharp roar.

"Situ!!"

Situ Zhongxia shook his head, woke up from his loss, looked up, and saw that he was facing the figure of Su Han Mountain flying by, and he understood it.

"A sword in the sky!"

Situ Zhongxia raised his head and roared, and the thick and bladeless Xuantie sword stood erect towards the sky.

Su Hanshan stepped on the top of this big sword, and when he exerted force under his feet, Situ Zhongxia also happened to swing his sword forward.

The two forces hedged, the stone bricks under Situ Zhongxia's feet cracked, the soles of his feet pushed backwards, and a large amount of gravel behind the soles of his feet piled up, trembling and moving backwards, accumulating more and more.

And Su Hanshan's figure, after a short period of bending, tightening, and accumulating strength, suddenly disappeared at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

There was only a blasting and tearing sound in the air!!

Li Chaoyang and the others looked up.

I saw strips of white cloth falling from the sky.

The loose wide-sleeved robe on Su Hanshan's body was so fast that he couldn't protect it with the Pure Yang Air Method, and it was completely torn apart by the air current.

Zheng Dao, who was about to go to meet the head hall master, suddenly felt a great tremor rise in his heart, not because of fear, but because of an instinctive nervousness that he had a premonition that the upheaval was coming.

Zheng Dao stopped abruptly on the street, twisted his body, held his right wrist with his left hand, and crossed his right forearm in front of him.

"Five rounds of Brahmana, Weide meditation...... King Kong Stand!! ”

All the power and spiritual secret power of the Five Rounds Vajra Fist were pouring into his right arm at this moment, and on the sleeve of his right hand, there was a golden light filament swimming.

On the forearm, it condenses into a heavy, sturdy, mandala-like pattern.

At the moment when he turned around, a vague shadow wrapped in the atmosphere, with an indescribable impact, crashed into him.

In the surrounding five zhang range, there seems to be a layer of shallow gold enchantment, which is fleeting, as if a large golden bowl is knocked on the ground upside down.

While!!!!!!!

The collision of the two figures also brought a certain afterglow similar to the sound of the ancient temple bell.

Zheng Dao didn't retreat, although his seven orifices were oozing blood, although this street, from under his feet backwards, collapsed in a fan-shaped shape, and the crack was enough to spread several zhang away.

But he really took the blow.

His forearm pushed horizontally, and Su Hanshan's forearm stood upright.

The moment Su Hanshan bombarded over, the speed was too fast, and he didn't dare to straighten his arms directly, lest the joints couldn't bear it, so he chose to erect his forearms and attack the front with an elbow-like blow.

The two forearms collided together, and the sleeves of their clothes had turned to flying ashes, one was like a diamond carving, and the other was like a transparent white flame.

Now Su Hanshan, his black hair is fluttering in a mess, and there is only a set of moon-white power suits with a waist and wrists on his body, and after the sleeve of his right hand is destroyed, even this suit has a lot of cracks, faintly revealing the tight skin in the clothes.

This look can definitely be called embarrassing.

But when he was surrounded by such a blazing white aura, his teeth were clenched but bloodless, and his eyes were bright but not cloudy, then anyone could see that he was the one who had seized the advantage.

"Okay, come again!!"

Su Hanshan's figure suddenly moved, his feet were interspersed to the right, and his left arm swept and struck.

Zheng Dao's left arm swept down, blocking the blow, and his right hand had reached directly into the back of his heart, blocking the punch that smashed into the back of the heart.

The sound of the collision became extremely fierce in the blink of an eye, dense and inseparable.

Su Hanshan's figure changed rapidly around him, and he didn't know how many punches, palms, claws, fingers, and legs were sideways.

The momentum of his solo attack was like ten or eight masters with the same heart and seamlessness, besieging with all his might.

In such a dense and rapid attack, Zheng Dao actually always faced forward, and his feet barely moved, only one of his arms.

While others are standing, their arms can reach 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, all within the protection of his hands.

The person who created the "Seven Wheels of Brahmana I Fixing Seal" is a master of divine skills from Tianzhu, and the mind method integrates the top-level mysteries of Tianzhu Yoga, which can make the body flexible and flexible.

Zheng Dao also studied the Central Plains boxing spectrum, majoring in arms, and the two arms have been incredibly flexible, stretching and stretching, generous and strong.

He is like a statue of a god and Buddha from the early days of Tianzhu Buddhism, with ten narrow and inhuman arms, covering the whole body.

It is not as kind and noble as the later statues of Middle-earth Buddhism, but it has another majesty and power that transcends the world.

When he was fighting against Su Hanshan's offensive, the blood at the corners of his mouth gradually increased, but the area in the middle of his forehead became brighter and brighter, and his expression was stoic and unmoving, faintly revealing a kind of excitement and longing.

The hall master of Kuanggu Hall, the name of the number one master under the grandmaster, has been ringing for many years, and the number of times he has fought with the enemy and my grandmaster has been more than once or twice, and he has never been able to step out of the door.

But today, facing this opponent who is also not a grandmaster, but is beyond expectations, Zheng Dao already has a premonition.

His spiritual thoughts, in this tempered feeling, grasped a correct start of refining the skull, as long as it continued, he could at least steadily step into the sixth round of the realm and completely enter the level of the grandmaster.

Su Hanshan also seemed to sense the trend that he was about to break through, and the offensive suddenly became three points faster, and the dancing hands and feet around him were so dense that he couldn't distinguish the human form.

Zheng Dao was also a little defenseless, a few moves heavier, his body trembled slightly, he vomited blood in his mouth, and his clothes were dyed red.

But the skin on his forehead brightened faster, as if it was about to crack the flesh and reveal a jewel.

At the moment when the "orb" was about to come out, many afterimages disappeared abruptly.

Su Hanshan's figure turned around and stopped a zhang away in front of Zheng Dao.

The distance between Su Hanshan's front toes and Zheng Dao's front toes is exactly one zhang apart, not more than one point, not less than one point.

Zheng Dao was the last time he was able to completely break through the barrier, and he couldn't rush up if he wanted to impact it on his own, so he was extremely annoyed in his heart, staring at Su Hanshan.

He had found the right way of thinking in a tempered feeling, and now he had to go down that path.

Su Hanshan also looked at him, but he didn't move, and those eyes didn't seem to be just looking at a Zheng Dao, but encompassing the entire surrounding area.

It seems that Zheng Dao's movements and the movement of a piece of gravel are equally valued and impartial.

The two fell into a brief standoff.

Zhao Lizong seemed to be about to hear the secret sound of shouting again, but the sudden fierce sound of the sword temporarily covered up the past, and there was even a muffled sound mixed in it, I don't know who suffered.

Situ Zhongxia and the others were also approaching this side with their swords, and their footsteps flew over the ground.

Zheng Dao's eyes changed several times, and finally moved.

He does not move forward, but retreats.

Even if it was just a little bit, he could complete the first step of refining the skull, even if it was a dream thing, he restrained the thirst in his heart, and he was not willing to gamble.

Because of Su Hanshan's expression, it brought a bad omen to his heart.

Even if it didn't work out this time, I finally had an idea, and after asking the head hall master to help, it took a few more months of hard work to always take that step.

At that time, he will not be comparable to an ordinary grandmaster like Tang Soul, and it is even possible to leap beyond Li Qiumian and the main hall master, and approach the throne of the number one in the world.

However, Zheng Dao's move immediately knew that something was wrong!

It turned out that in the air around his body, there were many faintly rippling undercurrents, and as soon as he touched it, it was as if it had been detonated, and it became restless.

"Five Rounds ......"

"You're too late!!"

Su Hanshan's figure disappeared suddenly, soaring in the air, and slapped it with one palm.

In the south, east, west, and northwest, the atmosphere was restless at the same time, and on the streets, even those cracks spewed out air currents, wrapped in gravel dust, and gathered under the palm of Su Hanshan's hand.

Since he realized that the various qi organs in the body that can be integrated with the internal force but are different, not only has he gained a deeper level of internal strength, but his understanding of the three methods of pure yang has also had a great tendency to pull out the knife and break the window, and suddenly open up.

What he is using at this moment is a combination of the Golden Eyed Iron Crane Hand and the Pure Yang Air Method, which may be called -

Returning to the sky crane dance, the morning sun!

Whether Zheng Dao is forward or backward, he can't escape the baptism of this palm.

If he can still survive in this way and take advantage of the situation to break through the grandmaster, then Su Hanshan will admit it.

Hum Ang!!

The qi in Su Hanshan's whole body also flowed into his hands, allowing those dust and air currents to converge into a small ball that emitted lava light in his palm, and it hummed even more as it rotated.

With his volley, the lava-like luster slapped heavily on the palms that Zheng Dao used to parry.

Zheng Dao's two overlapping palms were immediately pierced through a hole the size of a dragon's eye, and he was angry and hateful, gritting his teeth.

The small ball of red light landed on the top of the hall master's head, and after a slight pause, it turned slower, and the light was bright and dark, and it was precisely by him who used his lifelong spiritual secret power to restrain it, in order to withstand this move.

It's a pity that his energy and skills have been lost a lot before, and he only held on for one breath, and after one breath, the red light suddenly fell, penetrated through the top of his head, and disappeared into his body.

(End of chapter)