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Chapter 153 The Power of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms

Seeing that Hua Jieyu did not make a move, Gu Shaoan then lifted his hand off Liu Yaozhi's head.

His five fingers remained long and slender, but there were a few glaring scarlet spots on the palm.

But after the hand brushed against Liu Yaozhi's body, there was no trace of blood left.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

The entire Bright Summit Square fell into absolute silence.

All eyes were fixed on the figure slowly rising to his feet.

At that moment, my thoughts seemed to cease their usual activity.

From the moment the thought arose, to the shattering of the jade flute, the exploding of the arm bone, the pressing of the head into the ground, and the complete annihilation of life.

But in those three breaths, a Qi Condensation Realm expert, whose strength was so formidable that even Song Yuanqiao and Kong Zhi found him troublesome, was killed by Gu Shaoan in a ruthless and domineering manner.

Slowly rising from the ground, Gu Shaoan's gaze swept over Hua Jieyu, whose cheeks were already dripping with cold sweat, before turning to Zhao Min.

Only then did Gu Shaoan respond to Zhao Min's question.

"Let's set aside for now who Miss Zhao and the others are."

"But in my opinion, what Miss Zhao needs to consider right now is whether the person you're waiting for can arrive before you die."

The moment the words left his mouth, Gu Shaoan stomped his right foot forward heavily.

With a kick that shattered the broken branches and scattered rubble, Gu Shaoan's figure shot through the air like a white rainbow arrow tearing through the void, heading straight for Zhao Min! His killing intent was so intense that it seemed to draw out the very energy of Bright Peak, turning it into a tangible sharpness!
For the first time, Hua Jieyu's stunningly beautiful face lost its composure, and her captivating eyes were now filled with solemn fear.

She cried out, her voice filled with obvious anxiety and seriousness.

"Myo-wang, let's make our move together."

Before she finished speaking, she lightly touched the ground with her toes, her posture still graceful as if she were flying on water, but her whole body transformed into a seven-colored streak and rushed forward.

The seven-colored cloud ribbons that encircled her slender arms and trailed behind her were no longer mere decorations. In Hua Jieyu's hands, they seemed to be imbued with life and shot out, transforming into long, winding venomous pythons that rushed towards Gu Shaoan.

The ribbons spun at high speed, tearing through the air and creating a sharp "whoosh" sound.

Even more bizarrely, a faint, colorful halo appeared on the surface of the belt.

At the same time that Hua Jieyu set off, Jiumo Kong, who was standing nearby, also moved upon hearing the sound.

He let out a low shout, like thunder entering the deepest hell.

As the energy surged, the seemingly ordinary monk's robes on Kumokong's body fluttered in the wind.

With a single step, as if shrinking the distance to an inch, he charged towards Gu Shaoan from the side.

Its speed was no slower than that of Hua Jieyu.

In the blink of an eye, Kumokong flipped his two fleshy palms and cleaved one of them vertically, with the force of splitting a mountain.

The air distorted at the edge of his palm, and the scorching true essence mixed with the energy faintly condensed into the shape of a blade, which was the ultimate technique of the Western Regions Tantric sect, "Flame Blade".

The moment the two attacked, the two Xuanming Elders behind Zhao Min stepped forward, one on each side, to protect Zhao Min in the middle, their true energy flowing within them.

Inside the arena, Gu Shaoan shook his head as he watched the two figures rapidly attacking him.

Liu Yaozhi was defeated in a single exchange, which was certainly influenced by the difference in their abilities.

However, this was also due to Liu Yaozhi's arrogance and underestimation of Gu Shaoan.

I originally thought that after Liu Yaozhi died, the four people around Zhao Min would be smarter and all of them would take action together.

Unexpectedly, only Hua Jieyu and Jiumokong made a move.

"In the end, we were underestimated!"

After a cold laugh in his heart, Gu Shaoan's momentum did not diminish at all, and he still showed no intention of drawing the Heaven-Slaying Sword in his left hand.

Faced with the seven colorful poisonous dragons shooting towards him, Gu Shaoan still raised his index and middle fingers. Instead of the light bursting forth from his fingertips, they condensed into a point of unfathomable cold star, as if condensing the desolation of a thousand-foot cliff and the loneliness of the boundless night sky, turning into afterimages that were indistinguishable to the naked eye and precisely landing on these colorful ribbons.

Each finger strike produced a soft hissing sound as it pierced the tough skin.

The rapidly spinning ribbon, imbued with sinister spiritual power, seemed to have all its kinetic energy instantly drained away, its energy dissipating. Like a venomous snake struck at its vital point, its wildly flailing posture suddenly froze.

Just as Gu Shaoan effortlessly neutralized Hua Jieyu's attack, which was formed by the colorful clouds, a glint suddenly flashed in his eyes.

An invisible, extremely sinister spiritual ripple, like a maggot clinging to his bones, silently seeped into his body along his fingertips.

This energy is quite unique; it is neither internal energy nor ordinary true essence.

Rather, it is an energy that directly penetrates the mind and consciousness.

Under the influence of this energy, Gu Shaoan felt the scene before him blur and distort for a moment, and he seemed to hear countless bewitching whispers and shrill laughter in his ears. The seductive sounds seemed to be gently pierced by an invisible ice spike.

But the next second, as Gu Shaoan circulated his true energy, the scene in his mind vanished instantly.

However, because of this momentary lapse in concentration and delay, Hua Jieyu, who was still three zhang away from Gu Shaoan before, was now following closely behind and closing in on Gu Shaoan.

Her slender, jade-like palm struck out silently, its hollow center revealing a subtle, dark luster.

This palm strike was silent and stealthy, yet it seemed to be creating a black hole in Gu Shaoan's chest that would devour everything. At the same time, the captivating spiritual power pierced Gu Shaoan's heart through his gaze and the force of his palm.

The next moment, Gu Shaoan flicked his arm and wrist holding the scabbard, and one end of the scabbard slapped towards Hua Jieyu.

At the same time, Gu Shaoan's right hand changed from fingers to palm, and he slapped towards Jiumokong, who was also rushing in front of him and slashing at him with a palm blade.

"call!"

It was just a casual slap, but the dull whistling sound made Hua Jieyu, who had just been about to strike, instantly realize that something was wrong. Her right hand remained still, while her left hand reached out from under her right arm, trying to block the sword sheath that Gu Shaoan had thrown at her.

But the moment Hua Jieyu's hand touched the scabbard, she realized that what she was blocking was not the scabbard that had been casually swung at her.

Instead, it was a giant rock that rolled down from the high mountain, carrying terrifying force.

Moreover, besides its terrifying power, this boulder clearly contained a profound and astonishing amount of true energy.

The force and true essence she had hastily gathered in her palm were instantly dispersed by this terrifying and powerful force and true essence.

"Uh!"

With an uncontrollable groan of pain and unimaginable horror, Hua Jieyu was thrown into the air by the immense force.

Her body, like a brightly colored kite with a broken string, was uncontrollably and violently flung away by an irresistible force.

But after being sent flying, Hua Jieyu flipped her hands and forced herself to speak, enduring the discomfort caused by the surging of blood and qi: "Ming Wang, be careful, his strength and power are not right."

As the voice gave the warning, the colorful cloud band surrounding Hua Jieyu in mid-air quickly circled around in an arc, then wavy around to Hua Jieyu's back and pressed against it.

As several ribbons of colorful clouds touched Hua Jieyu's back one after another, a gentle force emanated from these ribbons, stopping Hua Jieyu's backward flight and dissipating Gu Shaoan's terrifying force.

However, even though Hua Jieyu spoke up to remind her immediately, it was clearly too late.

At this moment, Kumokong's palm strike, imbued with scorching energy and true essence, was less than two feet away from Gu Shaoan's hand.

Gu Shaoan could even feel the intense heat contained in Jiu Mokong's strike on his face.

It was still the Golden Summit Cotton Palm, but when facing Jiumokong, Gu Shaoan did not use a move like Mist Locking the Cold Peak that could dissipate the enemy's energy. Instead, he used the most powerful move in the Golden Summit Cotton Palm, Golden Summit Sinking Bell.

It was clearly a matter of head-on confrontation.

"boom--!!"

The moment their blades and palms clashed, a terrifying shockwave emanated from the two of them.

Like a raging storm, it swept away all the surrounding sand and stones.

Zhao Min, who was closer, took a half step back the moment she touched the shockwave, and quickly circulated her inner energy to stabilize her body.

The moment their hands touched, Kumārajīva understood why Hua Jieyu had spoken up to remind him earlier.

Kumo Kong felt a powerful force and true energy surge towards him, overwhelming the energy contained in his palm.

The remaining force caused Kumokong's body to pause for a moment, and his descending hand blade was directly slapped away by Gu Shaoan's palm, causing him to stagger back several steps.

Each step left a footprint about an inch deep in the ground.

When he retreated to the seventh step, Hua Jieyu suddenly appeared behind Jiumokong, placing a single palm on his back to help him deflect the remaining force. Only then did Jiumokong regain his footing, but his face was flushed red.

As he circulated his true energy to calm the surging blood and qi within his body, Kumo Kong looked at Gu Shaoan with eyes filled with horror.

It wasn't just Kumakong.

The same applies to flowers that can speak.

At this moment, Hua Jieyu understood why Liu Yaozhi had been defeated so quickly when facing Gu Shaoan.

This is because beneath Gu Shaoan's seemingly slender body lies an exceptionally terrifying strength.

This means that even a casual swing of the sword from its sheath carries immense power. Add to that Gu Shaoan's terrifyingly powerful true energy, which seems completely out of character for his age, and anyone who gets close is doomed.

"Could it be that this guy has also practiced some kind of body-refining martial art, such as the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique?"

Looking at Gu Shaoan, Hua Jieyu and Jiu Mokong both had extremely solemn expressions.

Zhao Min, who was standing to the side, was even more shocked when she saw this scene.

Others might not know the identities and strength of the two, but how could Zhao Min not know?
Both Hua Jieyu and Jiu Mokong are far stronger than the Xuanming Elders.

Even if the two elders of Xuanming were to come together, they would find it difficult to withstand ten moves from Hua Jieyu and Jiumokong when facing them individually.

But now, even when the two of them joined forces, they were both at a disadvantage the moment they started fighting Gu Shaoan.

"Could it be that this guy's strength is already comparable to that of my second senior brother?"

Hua Jieyu and Jiu Mokong looked at Gu Shaoan warily.

Gu Shaoan did not continue to make a move at this moment, but instead focused his attention on Hua Jieyu.

The essence of a martial artist's internal strength is a kind of energy condensed from the essence, qi, and spirit of the human body.

The internal strength of ordinary martial artists is mainly based on qi.

However, some martial arts in the world take a different approach, focusing on spirit among essence, energy, and spirit.

These martial arts techniques are often even more unpredictable.

Its internal energy can also contain a spiritual force, making it even more difficult to defend against during battle.

The Demon Master's Palace is precisely one of the representatives of this path.

Throughout the entire Demon Master Palace, whether it was the former Demon Master, Meng Chixing, nicknamed the Demon Sect Master, or the current one, Pang Ban, they were all highly skilled at using mental power to defend against enemies.

Therefore, whether facing Liu Yaozhi or Hua Jieyu, Gu Shaoan had already taken precautions to prevent them from using their mental energy to affect him.

But unexpectedly, I was still affected without anyone noticing.

Recalling his earlier encounter with Hua Jieyu.

A few breaths later, Gu Shaoan's gaze focused on the colorful cloud bands surrounding Hua Jieyu.

"Is it attached to this rainbow cloud belt through psychic powers?"

With his thoughts collected, Gu Shaoan took a step forward using the mysterious footwork of the Three Appearances of the Divine Dragon. His figure left behind a fading afterimage, and his true body traversed three zhang of space as if by teleportation, forcefully approaching Hua Jieyu and Jiu Mokong!

The chilling killing intent, like a tangible cold current, instantly enveloped the two of them!

"Retreat! Don't let him get close! We can't withstand that superhuman strength!"

Hua Jieyu was horrified and shouted sharply.

The moment the words left her mouth, she immediately set off.

Her slender waist spun rapidly like willow catkins, and the nine colorful ribbons that originally surrounded her body suddenly began to dance wildly.

This time, it's no longer just a deadly poisonous dragon!

The nine ribbons no longer converged for a powerful attack, but instead moved like a living hydra, rapidly weaving, intersecting, and spiraling.

The belt vibrated rapidly, emitting a strange buzzing sound that wasn't tearing through the air, but rather piercing straight to the heart.

The buzzing sound came in layers, as if countless vengeful spirits were whimpering and weeping in my ears, or like the decadent and evil chanting of a demon from beyond the heavens.

The sound was eerie, containing an invisible demonic sound that confuses the five senses and erodes willpower!

As the ribbons intertwined and swirled, Gu Shaoan instantly sensed a faint, ethereal spiritual force approaching him as the ribbons broke through the air.

Just as the demonic buzzing sound touched his eardrums and confused his senses, Gu Shaoan felt as if a cold wind swept through his sea of ​​consciousness, causing a slight ripple in his mind.

"Humph!"

The next second, as his internal energy circulated according to the "Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms" mental technique, he let out a cold snort.

It was just a normal snort, yet it sounded like the first roar of a dragon, a low growl from the abyss.

The sound wasn't loud, but it was amplified by Gu Shaoan's true essence. The strange, bewildering spiritual energy that had invaded his mind earlier melted away instantly in this cold snort infused with true essence, like thin ice meeting the blazing sun.

"Damn it! This guy's skill is too profound; I can't affect him at all."

Looking at Gu Shaoan's cold face and clear eyes, Hua Jieyu cursed inwardly.

Like Hua Jieyu, Jiumo Kong retreated nearly two zhang to create distance, and let out a low shout.
Beneath the monk's robe, muscles bulged like steel, and his right palm swung fiercely from bottom to top! It wasn't a vertical chop, but rather a sharp, semi-circular arc.

A terrifying flame blade aura, condensed to its extreme and with edges almost turning platinum, suddenly burst forth from the edge of his palm.

After the fiery blade energy left the body, it swelled to three zhang (approximately 10 meters) in the wind.

The condensed fiery blade energy struck Gu Shaoan's waist and abdomen, accompanied by a terrifyingly scorching wind.

Those who were closer could even feel that the surrounding air seemed to have become a bit hotter.

Nine streamers of demonic sonic ribbons that bewitched the soul, and a fiery blade aura that could burn mountains and boil seas, worked together quite well.

But when faced with the combined attack of the two, a cold mockery flashed in Gu Shaoan's eyes.

"Do you think I'm helpless just because you've created distance?"

The moment the words fell!
Gu Shaoan suddenly stepped outwards, his feet swaying in a yin-yang pattern! His spine undulated like a great dragon! A vast and powerful force, seemingly originating from the heart of the earth, was instantly drawn into his dantian using his unique breathing technique!

Next!

"hold head high--!!"

A terrifying dragon roar, like the furious cry of a true dragon piercing the sky, resounded throughout the entire Bright Summit Square, and exploded from his chest!

Right palm! Push forward suddenly!
The Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms – Shocking the entire region.

This palm strike was neither flashy nor dazzling! There were no palm shadows filling the sky, nor any blinding golden light.

However, it was during the process of extending this palm.

The powerful true energy and unique palm force poured out like a tide, and then condensed into a dragon-shaped energy that was three zhang in size in front of Gu Shaoan's palm.

The nine colorful clouds, which were rapidly enveloping the bewitching demonic sounds, touched the dragon-shaped energy the moment they came into contact with it.

A series of ear-piercing sounds, like countless pieces of tough cloth being violently torn apart, rang out. The nine colorful cloud ribbons infused with powerful true essence and spiritual energy of Hua Jieyu swayed wildly like willow catkins in the wind the moment they came into contact with the outer edge of the pale golden palm energy.

It was as if someone had used brute force to forcibly shatter it inch by inch! Shattered it! Turning it into countless colorful fragments flying everywhere!
After breaking through Hua Jieyu's attack, this dragon-shaped energy still slammed into the fiery blade energy released by Jiumokong.

The anticipated massive explosion did not occur!

The blazing, violent flames of the blade were as if they had crashed into a bottomless barrier, instantly compressed, annihilated, and disintegrated.

After barely managing to block it for a moment, the domineering and unparalleled fire-qi blade force was fiercely torn apart by the terrifying force within this dragon-shaped energy. It then traveled forward another half a zhang before transforming into an invisible yet tangible and terrifying shockwave.

Like a collapsing mountain or a surging tsunami, it swept fiercely towards the terrified Hua Jieyu and Jiumokong behind them with overwhelming and unstoppable force!
Seeing this, the two had no choice but to act hastily, circulating their true energy and raising their palms to try to block the shockwave in front of them.

But the moment the shockwave from this move touched the two of them...

Two barely suppressed spurts of blood rang out simultaneously!
Both Hua Jieyu and Jiumokong felt as if they had been struck in the chest by a heavy hammer.

As his body trembled violently, he opened his mouth and vomited a mouthful of blood, his breath becoming weak and feeble.

His face instantly drained of color, he staggered backward, and his breath rapidly weakened like a candle flame extinguished by a gale.

Wudang Clan.

Looking at Gu Shaoan, who stood as still as a pine tree, Song Yuanqiao came back to his senses, his expression changed, and he blurted out.

"This is the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms?"

As soon as Song Yuanqiao spoke, everyone on Bright Peak was jolted, and their stunned faces were instantly filled with astonishment.

The name "Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms" is familiar to almost everyone in the world who practices martial arts.

Once upon a time, it was a top-tier external martial art, renowned throughout the world, and known to everyone in the martial arts world.
However, over the past century, with the decline of the Beggars' Sect, most of the original "Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms" have been lost.

But what surprised everyone was that Gu Shaoan, an Emei disciple, actually knew the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms.

Gu Shaoan ignored the reactions of those around him.

After severely injuring two people with a single move, Gu Shaoan calmed his breathing and began to circulate his true energy again.

However, just as Gu Shaoan leaned forward slightly, as if sensing something, Gu Shaoan frowned slightly, and then his body swayed, having already moved three zhang to the side.

"Whizzing!"

Just as Gu Shaoan turned to the side, two muffled whooshing sounds emerged from the air.

　It's a bit late! I've written it in detail, and I hope everyone enjoys reading it!
　　
　
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