I want to embrace the moon for nine days

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 from 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 blood flow changed from silent to surging, as if washing away a large amount of rotten wood and gravel. The bones of the arms made a sound like rock cracking. Each sound was more thrilling than the last, and finally connected into a sound of thunder that made people lose consciousness.

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! ! !

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 were actually wrapped in blood, forming air currents like bright red spiritual snakes. Taking the wound as the source, they formed strange arced trajectories and flew outward.

Some shot upwards, not knowing where they would land, while others turned downwards and landed on the streets, creating shallow craters.

"Do not!!"

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 were about to be broken, he had lost a lot of blood, and his meridians were completely destroyed. Even if his power could still be restored to full, it would be impossible to maintain the combat power that matched his status as a master.

He wants to retreat, or to put it simply, he just wants to escape!
If he was originally at a disadvantage, he would still be able to escape calmly, and he would not even hesitate to lose his confidence with the opponent.

So now, all he has left is the complete 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 couldn't escape from this situation.

Just when Tang Hun exerted his strength with both feet and wanted to fly backwards...

call! ! ! !

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. It is also the last layer of support for him to protect himself and save his life.

The black butterfly looks graceful, but in fact it breaks through the air and cracks the wind. Even the dense airflow controlled by Su Hanshan is cut into many weak traces.

At the same time, among the butterflies, 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 he were two dragons shaking their scales wildly.

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 could not be seen at all. Instead, they had become as crooked as two dead pythons.

The dents in 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 heaven and earth is becoming more and more scattered, thinner and cannot be reused.

And Zheng Dao's own foundation was really solid enough. After enduring so many rounds of attacks, although his blood was boiling and his skills were depleted a lot, he was not really injured, and 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 couldn't believe that Su Hanshan was already rushing here.

The shocked and confused 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 grasped them.

This is not a deliberate action in his mind, but a habit.

When he was young, he loved women, socializing, and being praised.

However, ever since his martial arts reached a bottleneck, he had developed a growing anxiety. He could not immerse himself in any kind of enjoyment, and he could not stop ruthlessly. He had to intensify his indulgence in wine and sex, forgetting his worries for a while.

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, clothes flew into dust, gold and silver broke, cups and dishes exploded to pieces, all the women passed out, 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 was 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 finally decided to give up his bad habits.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, clasp his fists in front of his chest, and use the fearless thought of tightening his fists to clear away his distracting thoughts and concentrate. .

Over the years, there were rare times when he couldn't control his distracting thoughts, but he still maintained this habit. Whenever he thought deeply, thought hard, prepared for battle, practiced martial arts, or healed his injuries, he would do this and remain still.

Today, at this critical moment of life and death, I clenched my fist in a hurry, but I had 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 pillars of air 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 made them even more disappointed was that Zheng Dao's escaping movement was too out of the ordinary.

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.

"Student!!"

Situ Zhongxia trembled and woke up from the loss. He looked up and saw Su Hanshan's flying figure, and he immediately understood.

"A sword lifts the sky!"

Situ Zhongxia raised his head and roared, his thick black iron sword without edge standing upright toward 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, trembling backwards and 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 left 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 couldn't even protect it with the 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 anticipated the drastic changes that were coming.

Zheng Dao suddenly stopped 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 Virtue Meditation...Vajra Frame!!"

All the skill and spiritual power of the Five Wheels Vajra Fist was being poured into his right arm at this moment. There was actually a golden thread of light swimming on the sleeve of his right hand.

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 flash, like a big golden bowl knocked upside down on the ground.

when! ! ! ! ! ! !
The collision between the two figures also had an aftertaste 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 took the hit.

His forearms were pushed horizontally, while Su Hanshan's forearms were 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 blow.

The two forearms collided together, and the sleeves had turned into fly ash. One looked like it was made of diamond carvings, and the other looked like it was emitting transparent white flames.

Su Hanshan now has black hair disheveled and fluttering, and all that is left on his body is a moon-white outfit that ties the waist and wrists. After the right sleeve was destroyed, even this outfit has a lot of cracks, and the clothes are vaguely exposed. Inside, there are tight lines of skin.

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 cloudy, then anyone can see that he is the one who has gained the advantage.

"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 sound of 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 struck.

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 attack, 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-fixing 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 soul, in this feeling of being tempered, grasped the right beginning of tempering his brain. As long as he continued, he could at least steadily enter the realm of the sixth wheel 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 dancing hands and feet around him were so dense that he could no longer 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 was exactly one foot apart, no more, no less.

Zheng Dao was just one last time away from being able to completely break through the barrier. He tried to attack but couldn't break through on his own. He was extremely annoyed and stared at Su Hanshan.

He found the right train of thought in the feeling of being tempered, and now he could 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 equally valued and impartial.

The two engaged in 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 even a muffled sound mixed in. I don't know who suffered the loss.

Situ Zhongxia and others were 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 only 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 he doesn't succeed this time, he finally has an idea. Afterwards, he can ask the chief hall master for help. After a few more months of hard work, he can always 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 moved, 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're too late!!"

Su Hanshan's figure suddenly disappeared, hovering in the air, and took a photo with a palm.

The atmosphere in the southeast and northwest was agitated at the same time. On the streets, airflow spurted out from even the gaps, enveloping gravel and dust, which gathered 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 become more enlightened.

What he is using at this moment is a combination of the Golden Eyes, Iron Crane Hands and Pure Yang Aerial Technique. Perhaps it can be called——

The crane dances back to the sky, and the energy rises to the sun!
No matter Zheng Dao moved forward or backward, he could not escape the baptism of this palm.

If he could survive this and use the opportunity to break through the Grandmaster, then Su Hanshan would admit it.

Buzz! ! !

The energy from Su Hanshan's whole body also flowed into his hands, allowing the dust and airflow to gather into a small ball that emitted the light of lava in his palm, and even buzzed as it rotated.

Following 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 was bright and dark. It was precisely because he spent all his life and energy 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)