The movie world has a beautiful ghost

Chapter 175: Japanese Devils at Sea

Late at night, the mute girl lay in bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep, recalling all the good things Zhang Haoran had done to her. However, as the figure of a little boy emerged, those images gradually became fragmented...

Zhang Haoran acted like a thief tonight. He broke into Xingzai's house and stole his copy of Tathagata Palm.

Although he knew that if he asked him for it, Xingzai would definitely give it to him, he had no way of explaining how he knew it. If he asked it directly, Xingzai would definitely think that he was making fun of him.

You have to know that Xingzai is very taboo about his childhood memories, which is also the reason why he became self-destructive when he grew up.

As for this book of Tathagata Palm, it is no longer important to Xingzai. After all, he has no idea how many times he has read it and he knows it by heart. If it is lost, it is lost. He will definitely not take it seriously.

What Zhang Haoran lacks right now is the attacking method. Those who have watched the plot know how powerful the palm strike from Xingzai is.

After returning, Zhang Haoran took it out and studied it carefully. He discovered that it was possible to channel the internal force out and gather it in the palm through the special operation of the meridians. He could even achieve the state of unity of mind and control it freely.

He has no internal strength, but he has spiritual power, just like the Changchun Gong he obtained in Uncle Jiu's world. It might have unexpected effects.

Then he looked at it a few more times and memorized the route firmly in his mind. Then he let the big butt next to him sleep first, and went out alone and came to a deserted wilderness.

He sent out his mental power and saw that there was no one within a hundred meters, so he started the experiment with confidence.

The Tathagata Palm does not have to fall from the sky. Of course, falling from the air only adds a kind of momentum to it, making its power even greater.

Following the running route, gather the spiritual power at various acupoints on the palm.

And in the dark night, looking at Zhang Haoran's palm, it turned golden.

He suddenly swung his palm towards the mountain not far ahead, and a large golden handprint emerged, swelling up in the wind. It was about twenty meters in size and looked terrifying.

"Rumble..."

A powerful palm strike directly hit the mountain, causing gravel to shatter and huge rocks to roll down.

A palm print more than 20 meters long was deeply embedded in the mountain.

"Huh~ It seems that what I thought was right. Using spiritual power, the power is not only not weaker than Ah Xing's palm, but it is ten times stronger than it." Zhang Haoran looked at the giant palm print on the mountain and was quite satisfied with its power.

He raised his hand and slapped again, destroying the top of the mountain. After erasing all traces, he turned back.

Just shortly after he left, a sloppy old beggar crawled out from a pile of rubble.

"Pah~Pah... Who is this? Can't I sleep?" He complained after spitting out the mud and sand in his mouth.

He had just been sleeping in a cave, but suddenly there was a loud noise and the mountain collapsed, almost burying him alive.

Just when he was about to go out, there was another loud noise and he was hit by a pile of huge rocks.

His eyes swept across the mountain peaks: "Eh~ Could it be that the boy has come to his senses?

Oh, never mind. I have to make a roast chicken tomorrow to make up for it. Hmm… which one should I buy…"

"Owner."

When Zhang Haoran returned to the police station, he saw Xiang Yu coming back.

Seeing that he had nothing to do, I let him go out and look for opportunities in this world on his own.

"Why did you come back so soon? Weren't we told you to come back every three years? You look like you have made a breakthrough." Zhang Haoran looked him up and down and asked.

"Yes, I found several places where Yin Qi gathered. After absorbing it, I was lucky enough to have a breakthrough. Today, I saw many ships on the sea with many plaster flags hanging on them. There were also densely packed soldiers on the ships. Are they the Japanese pirates you mentioned?"

Xiang Yu had followed Zhang Haoran for such a long time, so he naturally learned a lot. After hearing that the Dragon Kingdom was destroyed by some dwarfs in later generations, he was filled with righteous indignation and thought that he must find an opportunity to teach them a lesson in the future.

"Oh? If it's true as you said. It seems that this land will be devastated soon." Zhang Haoran sighed.

Xiang Yu heard this and said, "Master, I want to destroy them!"

Zhang Haoran smiled slightly and nodded.

With Xiang Yu leading the way, Zhang Haoran, riding his flying sword, soon arrived at a sea area.

"That's great. I'll use you to practice the palm technique I just learned."

Looking at the fleet looming in front of him, Zhang Haoran's mouth curled up slightly.

The ships on the sea were densely packed together and distributed over a wide area, allowing Xiang Yu to move freely.

Xiang Yu came to a boat at the rear and started killing everyone on it.

Finally, he felt that it was too slow, so he turned into a cloud of smoke and swept through places where people were. Wherever he passed, the dwarf pigs fell dead one after another.

One can even see that souls were pulled out by Xiang Yu, struggling in fear and then stuffed into his mouth.

After seeing this, Zhang Haoran thought of something and immediately soared into the sky. When he reached a certain height, he put away the Longyuan Sword and fell vertically down.

During the falling process, Zhang Haoran felt the momentum recorded in the secret book. At a certain moment, golden light was surrounding his body, and there were flames generated by the friction of the air around him.

However, it was not like what happened to Xingzai, where all his clothes were burned. Zhang Haoran, wrapped in golden light, could not even feel the slightest breeze from the outside world.

When he was a hundred meters away from the sea surface, Zhang Haoran suddenly slapped his palm downwards.

The people on the fleet on the sea below had already felt the tremendous pressure from above, and their backs were bent and they fell to their knees.

He stared with horror at the giant golden hand that suddenly appeared above him. As the hand got closer, he could see the patterns on it more clearly.

“Boom~!! Crash…”

Within the range covered by the golden palm, the ship was instantly shattered into pieces.

Then it fell into the sea again, the sea water surged up, and waves ten feet high swept out in all directions.

Those ships that had not been favored by the golden hand no longer had any hope at this moment, and the high-ranking commanders all looked dejected.

The tsunami came in the blink of an eye, and in an instant, buried them forever in this sea.

But Zhang Haoran’s purpose was not just this. He landed on the sea, made seals with his hands, and muttered something.

Soon, countless phantom souls floated out from the sea.

Seeing this, he took out the soul-capturing bead and collected them all.