Chapter 175 The Secret Technique of Transformation, Killing Fist

Along with the voices of the Song army, the Liao army's shouts of killing were everywhere, and at the same time, there were sounds of fierce fighting.

In addition to the melee between ordinary soldiers, there was a rumbling sound of Qi clashing in the sky. Yang Ming knew that these were the sounds of Concentration Realm masters fighting each other.

The Liao army just retreated during the day and came back again at night, which is really surprising.

As soon as Yang Ming stood up and put the knife-raising tips on the table into his arms, he heard a bigger explosion, which sounded outside and kept approaching.

This movement was very familiar. As soon as I heard it, I knew it was that guy from Yeluhan Mountain.

Yang Ming narrowed his eyes, said a few words to Qin Jian and Bai Tong, who were rushing over, and then disappeared in a flash.

In the dark night, the light source of the military camp shines on the sky, and you can vaguely see many figures fighting in a group.

Among them were black swords and white swords, fighting together with several Concentrating Soul Realm martial arts cultivators from the Liao Army.

During the day, the black knives and white swords killed several opponents, obviously suppressing the opponents. Now even if they use more to fight against fewer, the Liao army's Concentrating Soul Realm martial arts cultivators still only dare to entangle and dare not confront them head-on.

But on the other side, several martial arts cultivators from the Song Army fell into a disadvantage and retreated steadily.

Yelu Hanshan was wearing armor, and the energy on his body glowed faintly. From a distance, he looked like a god of war, standing in the air.

At this moment, the pressure on Yeluhan Mountain seemed to be even more terrifying than during the day. Every time a punch was struck, there would be a rumbling sound of air compression and explosion, which made the soldiers below become pale and afraid to approach.

And almost every time a punch was struck, these Song Jun Concentration Realm martial arts cultivators would be knocked away, and the body's protective energy flashed with light, as if the instability was about to dissipate at any time.

This shows the power of his punch.

The damage caused by Yang Ming to Yeluhan Mountain during the day seemed to be no longer serious, and it even inspired Yeluhan Mountain's terrifying fighting spirit.

"Where's that bastard during the day? Get out!"

Yelu shook the mountain and knocked away a martial artist with one punch, and shouted loudly, the sound shook the surrounding areas, and the entire Song Army camp seemed to be shaking.

Buzzing…

The soldiers of the Song Army suddenly lost their momentum.

In the past, the people who were defeated by Yeluhan Mountain were retreating steadily, and the haze that had been hanging over their heads seemed to be back again.

Yeluhanshan didn't see Yang Ming and laughed.

"You brat, are you scared to death? Hahaha..."

Then he said, Yelu shook the mountain and punched out, a Song Army martial arts cultivator in front of him had no power to dodge at all.

He could see the punch clearly, but it seemed that the air around him was compressed and stagnant. He could not use his body skills and was completely unable to avoid it.

Seeing that the punch has arrived in front of him, the Song Jun martial arts cultivator has already felt the terrifying power contained in the punch. He will never be able to receive this punch. As long as it touches it, the body-protecting Qi will definitely shatter, and he will be very angry.

Death means disability!

This Song Jun martial arts cultivator poured all his energy into his body and decided to give it a try.

But in the dark night, a slender palm stretched out from the side and pushed out flatly.

It was obviously just a very calm and normal action, but it triggered a strong and gentle force.

call……

The pressure around him suddenly relaxed, and the Song Army martial arts cultivator instantly regained his freedom. It seemed that the pressure surrounding him was instantly lifted.

He quickly retreated and almost collided with his fellow soldiers who came to rescue him.

The Song Army martial arts cultivator had a look of fear on his face. After all, he was also a Concentrated Spiritual Realm martial arts cultivator who had experienced the battlefield. If he went to other sects, he would be quite powerful in the martial arts world of Song Dynasty.

Unexpectedly, even Yelu Shanshan's punch could not be resisted, and he was easily rescued with a palm.

The wind of the palm enveloped the strength of the fist, and after a burst of air friction, it gradually disappeared and seemed very relaxed.

He looked over there with grateful eyes.

I saw a young figure stepping in the air, walking out of the darkness, holding a knife at his waist, and standing opposite Yelvhan Mountain.

"You're looking for me, right?"

The person who came was none other than Yang Ming, looking calmly at Yeluhan Mountain.

When he saw Yang Ming, Yelu Hanshan, who had been roaring provocatively just now, calmed down instead. He looked at Yang Ming in front of him and did not pursue anyone else.

The two just stood and looked at each other, and the atmosphere immediately dropped to freezing point.

The other Song Army martial arts cultivators winked at each other, dispersed one after another, and slowly approached from all angles.

A big battle is inevitable. If Yang Ming and Yelu Hanshan fight, they will also help and strive to win in one battle!

"You really didn't run away, kid!"

Yelu Hanshan looked at his opponent and praised him, but then his eyes turned to disdain.

"But you'll regret it soon."

"Can you stop talking so much nonsense? Why do you still dare to come? Do you think I didn't disembowel you before?"

Yang Ming's words touched Yelu Hanshan's pain point and made his expression become cold.

"Humph, just say this to you, I won't let you die happily!"

Before he finished speaking the last word, Yelu Hanshan's figure disappeared directly.

Yang Ming's figure also became floating and turned into a shadow. Then, the shadow was smashed by Yelu Hanshan's punch.

"What?"

In the eyes of the soldiers below, the two men had mysteriously disappeared.

The expressions of the Concentrating Soul Realm martial cultivators above them all changed drastically.

The movement skills of these two people are so terrifying that even if they are in the same realm, they cannot see clearly. They can only vaguely see traces, but they obviously cannot keep up.

A martial arts cultivator from the Song Army originally wanted to help, but as soon as his eyes flashed, he had already flown out, and blood was pouring from the corner of his mouth.

The subsequent violent attack was immediately resolved by a gentle palm behind him.

He stopped, but when he turned around, there was nothing behind him.

"You stay away!"

Yang Ming's voice came from another direction.

These Song Army martial arts cultivators all looked uncomfortable.

To be honest, it was a bit of a blow to their self-esteem. They originally wanted to help, but they found out that there was such a huge difference in the same realm.

Not to mention helping, they couldn't bear the remaining power of Yang Ming and Yelu Hanshan's fight.

And Yang Ming was still able to free his hands to save people during the fierce battle, which was simply outrageous.

Although he is unwilling to do so, the facts are in front of him. If they continue to be here, Yang Ming will only be helpless.

"Get out of the way!"

The shouts of black swords and white swords also came.

Several martial arts cultivators from the Song Army immediately distanced themselves and kept searching the area with their eyes.

"Bang!"

A void seemed to be shattered, and everyone's eyes flashed away, only to find a figure staggering backwards.

It's Yang Ming!

Everyone felt tense, but then relaxed.

Because Yang Ming's movement was the same as during the day, light and graceful, like a light fallen leaf, with most of the strength removed.

Yelu Hanshan's entire body appeared again.

"Dragon Claw Hand!"

Yang Ming turned his palms into claws, and several white beams of light appeared in the void, looking like scratches that were wide in the middle and narrow at the ends.

It seemed that Yang Ming's claw scratched the black night to pieces.

During the day, the dragon's claw hand broke through Yeluhan Mountain's defense very easily, and it was precisely because of this that Yeluhan Mountain was injured and retreated.

Hope emerged in everyone's hearts, looking forward to a successful attack just like during the day.

"snort!"

Yelu Shanshan's cold snort came.

In an instant, a red light shone on Yelu Hanshan's face.

And the next moment, Yelu Hanshan's whole body made a crunching sound, and his body actually grew much taller!

He was already burly, but now he looked a head and a half taller than Qin Jian!

The armor on his body also stretched, covering his vital parts.

The whole body shimmers with light, and Mount Yeluhan seems to have turned into a golden-armored god!

The sense of oppression became stronger, and Yang Ming was keenly aware of the changes in the breath.
To be continued...