Before long, martial arts masters from all directions of the city wall had flown up to the top.
Under normal circumstances, the Song Dynasty would likely be caught off guard and suffer a surprise attack.
After all, martial arts masters are different from ordinary soldiers in their formations and advances.
They were incredibly agile and quick; before ordinary soldiers could even react, they were already upon them.
Fortunately, Wang Yang had anticipated this and expected that the martial arts masters of the Ming Dynasty were very likely to launch a full-scale attack tonight.
For this reason, Qiao Feng and Xuan Ci began preparing precautions early on.
Before their eyes, the martial arts masters of the Ming Dynasty flew through the dense rain of arrows and ascended the city wall. The martial arts practitioners of the Song Dynasty, who had been waiting in full battle, did not hesitate and immediately launched a counterattack!
"Boom!"
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
In an instant, they launched an attack, their blades flashing and spears filling the air.
White waves roll, ten thousand pear blossoms bloom, crimson clouds roll, a thousand apricot buds surround, blue morning mist stretches across mountains and fields, yellow floating clouds swiftly swirl into the wind.
Fluttering catkins, a myriad of spears and swords, rolling poplar catkins, a cluster of sword shadows.
Rainbows flashed and lightning streaked across the sky, swords and halberds swept across the heavens, the sun shone brightly, and spears and daggers gleamed.
The entire city wall was engulfed in chaos, with deafening roars and wailing echoing everywhere.
When Qiao Feng led his men there, they were met by a group of experts from the Eastern Depot.
Seeing Cao Zhengchun leading the attack, Qiao Feng didn't hesitate and immediately unleashed a Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms strike.
Raising the palm is like a tyrant lifting a tripod; advancing the palm is like a giant pushing a mountain.
"The dragon that soars too high will regret it!"
"Roar!"
With a resounding dragon's roar, a golden palm strike aimed directly at Cao Zhengchun.
"Um?"
Upon seeing this, Cao Zhengchun's brows furrowed. As the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms were about to strike, he immediately unleashed his own Heavenly Gang Child Skill.
"boom!"
"Bang!"
This Heavenly Gang Boy Skill is both offensive and defensive, capable of unleashing immense power with a mere gesture.
In no time, their palm strikes clashed with Qiao Feng's.
With a deafening explosion, the two forces collided, creating boundless shockwaves!
Seeing that Cao Zhengchun had blocked his palm strike, Qiao Feng lightly tapped his feet and transformed into a flying rainbow as he rushed towards Cao Zhengchun.
Upon seeing this, Cao Zhengchun went straight to meet the attack.
In a short time, the two were already locked in combat.
On the other side, Murong Fu faced off against Lu Bing, the commander-in-chief of the Ming Dynasty's Embroidered Uniform Guard.
As the two fought, their swordplay remained undiminished, carrying a murderous aura as they moved from the top of the city wall to the bottom, and then back up again.
The sharp sword force trembled between heaven and earth, causing the ghosts and gods to weep.
"Boom!"
"Bang! Bang!"
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
Elsewhere, Zhou Botong faced off against Yagyu Tajima-no-Kami, Huang Yaoshi against Tie Dan Shenhou, and Abbot Xuanci entangled the Four Ghosts of Xiangxi.
The two sides fought fiercely, employing a variety of tactics that were dazzling to behold.
Meanwhile, Yang Xiao, Fan Yao, White-browed Eagle King, Green-winged Bat King, and others from the Ming Cult faced off against Po Jun, Wei Zhongxian, Yu Huatian, and others.
The Five Heroes of Wudang, Master Xuanji and Master Xuanku of Shaolin, and others clashed with Yu Canghai, Ye Xiang, Meng Xinghun, the Thirteen Protectors of Songshan, and others.
The Five Wanderers, the Beggar Clan elders, other Shaolin monks, and martial arts figures fought against the Ten Evils, the Thirty-Six Heavenly Generals, and other first- and second-rate martial artists of the Ming Dynasty.
For a time, martial arts masters from both sides fought their respective battles on and off the city walls.
The match was exceptionally intense, and it was difficult to determine a winner in a short period of time.
What the martial arts masters of the Ming Dynasty did not expect was...
The Song Dynasty was well-prepared; they thought they had caught the enemy off guard, but they still ended up walking right into the line of fire.
"Boom!"
"Bang……"
A mighty roar echoed from the top of Tahu City, shaking the entire world.
The sounds of fighting, howling, and whistling wind were like the cuckoo's cry of blood!
At the foot of the city wall, the Ming soldiers also launched a fierce attack, either ramming the city gate or climbing the city wall one after another with ladders.
At this juncture, Wang Yang was present.
Seeing that the martial arts masters from both sides were already engaged in a fierce battle, he naturally didn't hesitate and had been waiting for this moment.
His gaze was like lightning, landing directly on the Thirteen Protectors of Songshan who were fighting with the Wudang group.
"Let's start with you guys!"
Without further ado, Wang Yang unleashed the Wudang Ladder Cloud Leap technique and charged towards the Thirteen Protectors of Songshan.
At this moment, the Thirteen Protectors of Mount Song were fighting against other martial arts masters from the Ming Dynasty and the Wudang and Shaolin sects from the Song Dynasty.
"Um?"
Seeing Wang Yang suddenly fly towards the battle, the Nine Protectors, Nine-Bend Sword Bell Town, and the Ten Protectors, Thief Spear Zhang Cheng, quickly split up and went straight to meet Wang Yang.
"Whoosh!"
The two, one wielding a sword and the other a spear, moved with overwhelming force!
Wang Yang remained completely unmoved upon seeing this.
Now, his martial arts cultivation has reached the late stage of the seventh level of Grandmaster, how could Zhong Zhen and Zhang Cheng possibly be his match?
roar!
Upon getting close, Wang Yang immediately unleashed the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms.
"Riding the six dragons!"
Amidst the deafening roar of the dragon, one palm was above and the other below, the upper one descending and the lower one rising, the elbow close and the hand far, striking straight at the hearts of the two men.
"Bang! Bang!"
The sword and spear skills of Zhong Zhen and Zhang Cheng.
The moment it touched Wang Yang's palm force, it crumbled and disintegrated.
"this……"
"The Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms?"
"He is... Wang Yang!"
Upon seeing that Wang Yang was using the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, the two men immediately paled.
Earlier intelligence also mentioned that everyone knows that in addition to Guo Jing and Qiao Feng, Wang Yang also knows the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms.
Unfortunately, before the two could finish their shock...
Wang Yang's palm strike had already landed, directly hitting their vital points.
"Pfft! Pfft!"
The next moment, Zhong Zhen and Zhang Cheng coughed up a mouthful of blood and were sent flying backward, severely injured.
Not far away, Fei Bin, the Great Protector of Songyang, and Le Hou, the Fourth Protector of Yin-Yang, were still besieging Wudang and his group.
Seeing Zhong Zhen and Zhang Cheng being sent flying by Wang Yang's palm strike, he quickly pulled himself away and turned to meet Wang Yang's attack.
Seeing this, Wang Yang acted swiftly, stepping forward and waving both palms simultaneously.
"Six Dragons Swirling!"
With both palms slicing with unstoppable force, two golden dragon palm strikes swirled and rushed straight towards Fei Bin and Le Hou.
Upon seeing this, Fei Bin and Le Hou were greatly shocked, realizing the extraordinary nature of Wang Yang's Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms.
"boom!"
Upon seeing this, Fei Bin immediately unleashed a palm strike.
Da Songyang's palm strike was incredibly powerful, causing the air to crackle and pop.
Le Hou was not slow either; he raised his left palm and then slashed out with his right.
"boom!"
Although he was ugly, when he struck out with his palm, his whole body became as imposing as a towering mountain, exuding a solemn and dignified aura!
In an instant, the palm strikes of the two men clashed with the "Six Dragons Spinning" technique unleashed by Wang Yang.
"Bang! Bang!"
The explosions were continuous, one after another, deafeningly loud.
To Fei Bin and Le Hou's great surprise, they only discovered this during their exchange of blows.
They had seriously underestimated Wang Yang's strength.
Wang Yang's Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms are powerful and vast, with no flaws in his palm techniques or body movements!
Their palm strikes were instantly shattered the moment they touched the target.
In addition, Wang Yang's Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms still possessed considerable power, with two golden dragon palm strikes rapidly piercing through and directly hitting them.
The next moment, Fei Bin and Le Hou were also seen being knocked away by Wang Yang, spitting blood and flying backward.
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