Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

The two fists collided in mid-air.

boom!!!

The ground in the entire central courtyard sank an inch, and broken bricks and stones flew out in a fan shape from the point of impact, smashing into the surrounding broken pillars and walls, creating fist-sized craters.

The dark golden luster of Ao Bai's Golden Bell Cover suddenly shone brightly.

A tingling sensation ran through Qin Han's fist, and his joints felt slightly warm.

The Thirteen Protectors of Tantric Buddhism's Golden Bell Cover is a peerless external martial art comparable to the Shaolin Vajra Indestructible Divine Skill. It relies purely on brute force, and this old man has indeed reached the pinnacle of external martial arts.

But... that's how it is.

Qin Han withdrew his fist, took a half step back, and then flipped out both palms.

The path under control has changed.

It is both gentle and firm, dense and intensely hot.

Tianshan Six Yang Palm.

He now wields the Six Paths Palm Technique and the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth with ease, fusing masculinity and femininity into one. With pure yang true qi as his foundation, each palm strike sends up a visible heat wave in the air.

Qin Han slapped Ao Bai's chest with his left palm.

The palm strike did not explode.

Instead, it went straight in.

Ao Bai's Golden Bell Shield could withstand hard blows and sharp blades, but it couldn't withstand this kind of penetrating pure Yang energy.

The heat seeped into his meridians from his sternum, scalding his internal organs and causing them to churn with pain, his blood and qi rushing about erratically.

Ao Bai grunted and stepped back.

Qin Han gave him no chance to catch his breath, and followed up with a strike to his left shoulder with his right palm.

The same penetrating power.

Infuse the fluid into the Jianjing acupoint.

The crack on Ao Bai's left arm suddenly widened!

The dark golden luster flickered intensely near the crack, flashing on and off, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

Ao Bai retreated three steps.

Cross your arms and protect your chest.

Defense.

The greatest warrior of the Qing Dynasty adopted a defensive stance for the first time in front of everyone.

The room was completely silent.

Chen Jinnan's hand, holding the unsheathed longsword, was trembling.

The tip of the sword trembled three times.

He had actually fought Ao Bai two years ago in Yangzhou. That time, the leader of the Qingmu Hall risked his life to give him a chance to escape. Ao Bai's Thirteen Protectors' Golden Bell Cover was invulnerable to swords and spears back then. If it weren't for Qin Han's intervention today, no matter how many people from the Heaven and Earth Society came, they would all die.

Two years ago, that young man in Yangzhou had already reached this position.

Chen Jinnan couldn't quite describe the feeling in his heart.

Yue Buqun's Adam's apple bobbed.

Tianshan Six Yang Palm.

The kung fu of the Xiaoyao School.

Previously, the Xiaoyao Sect produced Han Feiyu, who defeated Baisun Daoren in one battle, and now this monster has emerged.

What exactly is the Xiaoyao Sect, a reclusive sect?

Qiu Chuji stared at the black and gold dragon pattern on Qin Han's back. The dragon's scales opened and closed in rhythm with Qin Han's breathing.

Ma Yu spoke in a low voice.

"This tattoo..."

Qiu Chuji shook his head.

"It's not a tattoo."

"What is that?"

Qiu Chuji couldn't answer. He had spent most of his life traveling the martial world, and he had seen the Gu patterns of Miao territory, the beast marks of the twelve constellations, and the patterns on the collarbones of the disciples of Yihua Palace.

The Gu pattern uses flesh and blood as its guide, and the beast mark is engraved on the skin.

The dragon pattern in the Qin and Han dynasties is different; it comes out from deep within the skin, growing together with the flesh and bones, naturally there.

On the ruins of the high platform.

Ao Bai crossed his arms to protect his chest. The dark golden light was still there, but it was at least 30% darker than before. The meridians in his chest and left shoulder had been scorched by the pure yang true energy. His internal blood and qi were churning violently, and he couldn't suppress the fishy and sweet taste in his throat.

"The Imperial Advisor!"

Just two words, spoken so loudly that the entire courtyard could hear them.

The hairs on Qin Han's back stood on end.

However, he had been waiting for this move. From the moment Ao Bai adopted a defensive stance, he knew that the old man was putting on an act.

The Grandmaster's perception was instantly pushed to its limit.

Above!

A sharp, bone-chilling metallic screech exploded overhead.

The Qin and Han dynasties rose to prominence.

Five golden wheels burst through the air from above the roof ridge of the hall!

Gold, silver, copper, iron, lead.

The five wheels, varying in size and speed, approached simultaneously from five directions in an extremely bizarre formation.

Qin Han made his decision in a fraction of a second.

The fact that the Golden Wheel Monk threw out five wheels without showing himself indicates that the old monk had been lying in the shadows for a long time, waiting for the most opportune moment to strike.

Ao Bai's defense just now was not at its limit.

That's bait.

This was creating an opportunity for the Golden Wheel Monk to launch a sneak attack.

Two grandmasters.

One light and one dark.

They created a scheme within a scheme.

Well thought out.

Qin Han's lips twitched slightly. If he hadn't been on guard against this move, he wouldn't have stepped forward just now.

The five wheels were faster than expected. The moment the golden wheel struck down, the air pressure above their heads changed drastically, the air exploded, and the fierce aura pressed down on their heads.

The silver wheel slashed into the side of the waist, the bronze wheel blocked the way, and the iron wheel swept across the ground to within three feet of the ankle.

The lead wheel went around to his back.

Besides the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill, the Golden Wheel Monk's skill in throwing wheels and the angles he could achieve were not something that ordinary people could hone through hard work alone. The Golden Wheel Monk had the Five Wheels Technique engraved into his very bones, and the weight, speed, and flight arc of each wheel were all in his muscle memory accumulated over decades.

Qin and Han stomped their feet!

Teleportation!

The golden wheel cleaved through the sky!

It hit the ground, and the blue brick shattered in a circle.

The silver wheel flew past, grazing the side of the waist, and the airflow it created cut half of the clothing in half.

The bronze wheel swept away the debris and embedded itself into the broken pillar, causing the pillar to shatter.

The iron wheel swept across the ground, breaking off the remains of three table legs.

The lead wheel's trajectory was even more treacherous than he had anticipated. Instead of striking his vest directly, it suddenly changed direction the instant it circled behind him, slipping in from below his right ribs!

Qin Han's right elbow returned directly to the top.

clang!

The elbow struck the side of the lead wheel, and the shockwave traveled through the body along the elbow bone to the shoulder bone, and then to the spine.

My entire right arm went numb for a moment.

The lead wheel bounced away.

Qin Han staggered half a step.

Above and behind, a figure silently fell from the roof ridge, which was three zhang high.

The Golden Wheel Dharma King spread out one hand, and five golden wheels flew back into his palm from all directions, spinning simultaneously on his five fingers.

The five wheels are back in place.

The old monk landed ten steps behind Qin Han, his feet touching the ground without making a sound.

The Golden Wheel Dharma King spoke, his voice deep and resonant, carrying the distinctive low tones of the Tibetan border region.

"Benefactor, how have you been?"

There wasn't a trace of a smile in his eyes.

"Back in Xiangyang, this old monk was just one step away from capturing those two girls, but because of your interference, I failed at the last minute."

He paused for a moment.

"Today, this old monk wishes to settle this score."

One in front of the other.

Two grandmasters.

The encirclement is complete.

Everyone who remained in the courtyard held their breath for a moment.

Qin Han stood between two Grandmasters, and a golden wave of energy surged out from his body!

Using him as the center, it crushes in all directions.

The Golden Wheel Monk's pupils contracted, and without saying a word, he threw out all five wheels at the same time!

Ao Bai's punch, imbued with the aura of a grandmaster, came crashing down on me!

The Qin and Han dynasties permeated every part of my body, and the floor tiles beneath my feet shattered into dust!

Turn to the side. Lower your shoulders. Slightly bend your knees.

Focus your energy in your dantian!

Simultaneously draw an arc with both palms from bottom to top and from the inside to the outside.

The left palm is soft and yielding.

The right palm is powerful and fierce.

One up and one down, one in front and one behind, they attacked in a cross pattern, with the two internal energies splitting and flowing through the left and right meridians, forming a pincer attack from both sides and a blockade from the front and back.

The Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms.

"Two dragons emerge from the sea!"