Comprehensive martial arts: At the beginning of Juxian Village, the crowd will become stronger

Chapter 176 Defeating the enemy with one punch, cleanly and neatly
Thinking of this, Yang Ming made up his mind.

At the same time, slight changes occurred in the details of Yang Ming's fight with Yelu Shashan.

Yang Ming's saber was even more fierce, and he slashed at Yelu Hanshan, but it seemed that there was some incongruity between the coordination with the movement.

This detail fell into Yelu Hanshan's eyes, and his eyes immediately brightened.

At the same time, the smile on Yelu Hanshan's face became even brighter.

With Yang Ming's ability to fight with himself so far, this level of imbalance is extremely inappropriate.

The only possibility is that Yang Ming's true energy is about to run out!

Yelu shook the mountain and strengthened his mind.

Although the opponent has been acting as calm as possible, and even attacked one after another, in fact, he can't hide his inner strength!

In the final analysis, Yelu Shashan himself was also depleting his true qi very quickly. If he hadn't taken the Liao Kingdom recovery pill Xuanyuan Pill before coming here, his true qi might have almost bottomed out by now, and he couldn't sustain using the secret for such a long time. Technique, and has always been the most intense attack.

Yelu Hanshan is still on the offensive side. He believes that no matter how powerful Yang Ming is, he will never have a stronger foundation than himself.

Judging from the previous fights, Yelu Shashan guessed that the two should be evenly matched.

Thinking of this, Yelu Shashan became even more excited.

The zhenqi in his body condensed more on his mace. His originally huge mace now condensed a huge phantom of zhenqi outside, making it even more daunting.

"boom!"

The moment the mace was swung down, there was even the sound of rushing thunder, and a large number of arcs danced around Yelu Hanshan's burly body.

This blow, even if it was from a distance, those martial arts cultivators in the Concentration state of the Song army all changed their faces when they saw it.

At this moment, there was a fight in the distance, the black sword and white sword that could not be freed, and Marshal Yang farther away, Zhao Pu and Li Xian standing beside them were also engrossed in observing the battle in front of them.

Hei Dao Bai Jian just prayed in his heart that Yang Ming could draw a tie with Yelu Hanshan, as long as he was entangled.

When they had dealt with the enemy and freed their hands, they stepped forward to flank.

But looking at it now, I can't wait for that moment!

The mace fell, and Yang Ming's surroundings were almost frozen.

Completely different from the previous fist strength, Yelu Shashan's fist strength only covers a small area, but the zhenqi spikes on the mace have already densely covered Yang Ming's body in an instant.

From a distance now, it seems that Yang Ming's body has been blocked by a dense but very long silver needle, all the space for maneuvering has been blocked, and he has lost the ability to continue to distance himself by relying on his body skills to avoid direct confrontation.

If it was before, Yang Ming could remove a large amount of zhenqi spikes with a single palm before he escaped, but this time, Yang Ming just kept chopping with the knife in his hand, and correspondingly, his body skills were also affected.

Yelu Shashan was even more sure that Yang Ming's true energy was almost exhausted.

If they fight at this level, if they don't want to fight, they have a chance to escape.

Yelu Shashan didn't want to let the other party go.

Seeing that his mace was already close to the top of Yang Ming's head.

"Huh? No!"

Yelu Shashan seemed to have noticed something, and the smile on the corner of his mouth froze.

At this moment, Yang Ming's fighting style is completely different from the previous one. He does not continue to dodge or distance himself, but advances instead of retreating!

Shot with one palm.

call!
The strong palm wind almost blows Yelu Shashan backwards out of thin air!

The thickness of true energy contained in this palm is simply what Yelu Hanshan has seen in his entire life!
This……

Yelu was a little confused when he shook the mountain.

I didn't see this kid knocking out such things as elixirs to replenish his true qi just now, why...

But after thinking about it, Yang Ming's palm wind directly swept away the zhenqi spikes around him, expanding outward like a wave of air.

It doesn't matter, this stick also makes it...

Thinking about it, Yelu shook the mountain, holding on and not dodging or dodging, it seemed that he had hit Yang Ming's sky cap.

"Crunch..."

Yang Ming dragged the top with one hand, and the Dragon Claw hand grabbed the void.

The air engulfed by the mace seemed to be frozen in an instant, and a large hand gripped the surrounding void, and it stopped abruptly!
And Yang Ming's true energy rushed out as if he didn't want money, and it seemed to open the gate to release the flood!

The imprisoning power of the dragon claw hand competed with the smashing momentum of the mace, and there were non-stop friction sounds.

"impossible!"

Yelu Hanshan's eyes went straight.

How could the opponent's true energy be so strong?

Yang Ming had obviously consumed so much before, and even Yelu Shashan, who relied on the blessing of Xuanyuan Pill, had already consumed more than half of it, why was he still able to squander his true energy so extravagantly?

It stands to reason that this level of profligacy should have been exhausted long ago, right?

But how could the other party have the slightest sign?
Yelu shook the mountain only for a moment of doubt, and Yang Ming's figure suddenly rushed forward.

The mace broke through the confinement force and fell heavily, but there was only Yang Ming's phantom on the spot, which was crushed like a bubble.

"Ah! Run! Run!"

Below, the soldiers of the Liao Army who were attacking the Song Army's camp with all their strength, suddenly stopped in their tracks when they saw this scene, and began to flee in the opposite direction.

They knew Yelu Shashan's style, and they were really anxious on the battlefield, and they didn't care about the lives of their ordinary soldiers!
But it was too late.

After the phantom of the mace fell, the ground shook!

There was a phalanx below, and the soldiers of the Liao army who were advancing were smashed into meat and merged with a deep pit that appeared in place.

And the Song army on the fence wall of the camp also couldn't dodge in time, and dozens of people were killed directly!

The Song army next to it was also in a state of embarrassment. The strong wall even withstood several attacks from the Liao army.

A nearly rectangular gap appeared on the wall of the village, followed by the collapse of the walls on both sides, and the Song army above was directly buried under the debris.

The power of one blow, and even this?

But now, Yelu Shashan didn't care about his own achievements, his stick hit the empty space, which made his heart skip a beat.

But Yang Ming relied on his true energy and didn't want to squander money, got a little gap, and smoothly approached Yelu Hanshan in the opposite direction.

This kid, do you want to fight me close?
Yelu Shashan came up with an idea, but he was not afraid.

With the blessing of secret techniques, he doesn't believe that there is a state of concentration that can take advantage of fists and feet!

Swipe!

Six crescent-shaped claws appeared and grabbed Yelu Hanshan's breastplate.

The breastplate was penetrated, and six staggered wounds appeared directly, and the flesh and blood inside could be vaguely seen, exactly the same as the situation during the day.

"Is it just that?"

Yelu shook the mountain for a moment, then smiled contemptuously.

I thought this kid could have some brilliant tricks, but the relationship is still the same!
Don't you think that with such attacks, you can break through your own defenses?
It seems that this kid is at the end of his rope...

Yelu Shashan took a bold step forward with confidence, his left fist had already started to gather strength.

"Let you see what a real melee combat is!"

Yelu Hanshan felt ruthless in his heart, a small black vortex had condensed on the surface of his fist.

But after Yang Ming approached, he didn't continue to attack with dragon claw hand or saber technique, but also bent his arms into a fist, and punched Yelu Shashan.

The punch was slow, and the strength of the fist seemed to be low, and there was no threat at all.

And this punch almost put him in a desperate situation, his back path was sealed, and he could no longer rely on his body to pull him back as before when he faced Yelu Shankhan's powerful attack.

In the eyes of outsiders, Yang Ming is going all out, using his own weaknesses to attack the other's strengths, this...

Zhao Pu, Li Xian and Marshal Yang were all heartbroken.

Hei Dao Bai Jian next to him was also shocked, complaining secretly.

"What is Yang Ming doing?"

"Obviously, we can continue to hold back the other party like before. As long as we persist for a while, and the support passes, we can win. Why did Yang Ming suddenly make such a risky move?"

"This is too hasty and too impatient!"

Hei Dao Bai Jian was anxious in his heart, and in such a hurry, he did not shake off the enemy, and this happened in an instant, so there was no time for support.

All the onlookers were not optimistic about Yang Ming, but only Yelu Hanshan, who was in the midst of the game, suddenly noticed something was wrong.

Yang Ming's opponent is not a fool, let alone someone who lacks combat experience. If something goes wrong, there must be a monster!
Yelu Hanshan suddenly felt something was wrong.

But he didn't stop punching, but became more ferocious.

All the power in his body seems to be concentrated on the face of the fist, and the secret technique has climbed to the extreme. The posture of punching, the whole person seems to be a bow full of strength, full of destructive power.

Yang Ming's fist was also approaching.

His punching speed didn't seem to be that fast, and his strength wasn't that strong.

At first glance, it looked ordinary, but once it got within a certain distance, Yelu Hanshan suddenly frowned.

A sense of coldness and danger from the bottom of his heart appeared in his heart, which made his heart throb.

"what happened?"

This is a kind of instinct, a kind of sixth sense, a kind of keen intuition for dangers similar to his own kung fu attributes accumulated by Yelu Shashan for so many years of hard work.

Yang Ming's punch was by no means simple!
The danger felt more serious and clearer as it approached.

When it was only one foot away, Yelu Hanshan broke out in a cold sweat instantly.

On the face of Yang Ming's fist, there is a power full of despair, ruin and death!

This power is so violent and overbearing, Yelu Hanshan has never seen it before!

At this moment, it seemed that a kind of coldness enveloped his whole body.

Yelu shook the mountains and criss-crossed the battlefield, killing countless people. He has always been famous for his unrestrained nature and has never been afraid.

But at this moment, Yelu Shashan was scared!The fear in the bone marrow emerged.

From the appearance to the enhancement of this feeling, it is only a moment. In the eyes of outsiders, it may be just a blink of an eye, which is really negligible.

Yelu Hanshan and Yang Ming's fists intersected.

Down below, many Song soldiers and Liao soldiers began to flee like a conditioned reflex, fearing that the aftermath of the collision between the two would affect them again.

Even Wuxiu of the Song Army who was not far away was ready, mobilizing his true energy.

However, the scene in front of them was beyond everyone's expectations!
The expected punch-to-fist clash did not appear, and there was no tit-for-tat, indistinguishable scene.

When the two fists came into contact, it was Yang Ming's fist that directly destroyed everything!
How many years of Yelu Hanshan's powerful combat body, plus the use of secret techniques to increase his body, has completely become a joke.

Crack la la...

Without the slightest pause, Yelu Hanshan's seemingly powerful fists and muscular bulging arms were directly interrupted, squeezed, and shattered as if they were made of paper.

Yang Ming's fist destroyed one of the opponent's arms, and then lightly hit Yelu Hanshan's chest.

puff!
A muffled sound.

The mace in Yelu Hanshan's right hand was discarded, and at the same time, the spike-like qi surrounding the two of them, as well as the phantom shadow of the mace that had not exhausted their power, dissipated directly.

Yelu Hanshan's burly body was like a small shrimp, his back was raised high and bent, and he flew out in an extremely strange and embarrassing posture!
"Boom! Crash!"

Yelu Hanshan's back was facing the Song Army's camp, and it flew out like a cannonball, directly hitting an observation tower of the Song Army, smashing it and collapsing it.

The splintered wood and iron sheet hit him all over.

Song Jun nearby ran away in panic.

They were deeply impressed by Yelu's bravery in shaking the mountain. If he touches it, he will die. Who knows if this guy will fly out in the next second and start a killing spree.

However, it turns out that they thought too much.

After the watchtower collapsed, Yelu shook the mountain without moving, not even swearing.

This is completely different from the arrogance of the past.

Yang Ming was standing in the air at this moment, and when he punched out, his next punch had already gained strength.

It is the killing fist that I have studied recently!
Yang Ming originally mobilized most of his true energy and wanted to give Yelu Shashan a three-strike combo at least, but now it seems that he was worrying too much.

This killing fist is so overbearing?
As strong as Yelu shaking the mountain, even a single punch can't stop it?
Yang Ming couldn't help feeling emotional in his heart.

If I don't use the killing fist, I can only fight with Yelu Shashan, and fight to match the opponent. If I want to win, it will not be so easy.

But now using the killing fist, it directly becomes an overwhelming advantage.

The power of this killing fist is far beyond my imagination!
This Absolute God is indeed a genius!
But after careful analysis, Yang Ming calmed down a lot.

This killing fist is actually linked to the user's own quality, because Yang Ming is using it, so the power that erupts is extremely extraordinary.

But if it was an ordinary martial artist who was at the concentration level, he might force back or even injure Yelu Hanshan, but it would be difficult to win like this.

The main reason is that Yang Ming is not only strong in his own strength, but also has mastered all kinds of unique skills and has cultivated to an extremely advanced level.

Moreover, his own zhenqi is not normally full. If it is an ordinary martial artist, it is estimated that the zhenqi will be exhausted within a few punches, but this is not the case for Yang Ming. The strong recovery ability has been compensated as before.

If Yang Ming is ruthless, he can throw out more than a dozen punches in succession, or even more, with such powerful killing punches!
Even if there were ten Yelu Shaking Mountains, they would probably all be smashed to pieces by him.

The power of this killing fist in his own hands is too domineering!

Yang Ming put away his thoughts and lowered his figure slowly.

Flicking fingers one after another, the saber air shot out, and some wooden fragments covering the ruins were bounced away.

Leaked out of the inside of Yelu Shashan.

However, at this time, Yelu Shashan was no longer as domineering as before, and his whole body seemed to be crippled, lying in the ruins.

Yang Ming's punch directly broke his body-protecting zhenqi and several meridians. More than half of the zhenqi in his dantian was scattered, and the injury was even more serious when he fell down.

The arm and one leg were bent directly in an unbelievable direction, obviously broken, lying on the ruins with the neck crooked, the mouth and nose were full of blood, and only the chest heaved and fell.

Not to mention how embarrassing it was.

(End of this chapter)