While the heavens and the earth were all changing color, the palm of the wind and clouds that was nearly a hundred feet in size seemed to be included in it. Then, under the palm of the hand that descended from the sky, everything on the ground began to be reversed, and the grass mustard was lifted into the sky.

However, in the midst of Lin Tai's arrogant laughter, the huge palm also began to be suppressed continuously.

The robe of the cold tiger began to wreak havoc under the frenzied storm, and it was constantly fluttering around. However, when the huge and somewhat blurry palm slapped it, Hanhu's pair of pupils began to hesitate a little.

Then, when the palm of the hand was rapidly patted, it was about to touch the cold tiger. The Chill Tiger was even capable of the raging storm, and already had the desire to tear his body apart. The ice-like mist around him was cold and extraordinarily full of mist.

When Hanhu's body turned around and left quickly, a face that was enough to make many girls feel for it for the first time, but there was not even a little pain, but a desire for life. Even he, under the palm of his hand before, couldn't completely survive, let alone escape the heavy pursuit of several people.

"Hanyan, I said that I would definitely make you queen, and now I-can't die yet!"

Hanhu muttered in his mouth, at this moment, in the face of this situation that was almost irreversible with his strength, he had no choice, he only chose to leave quickly. Embarrassed like a lost dog, he couldn't raise his head in embarrassment, and fled in a hurry with his back to the huge firmament palm!

Han Hu said a long time ago that he must protect her, and he must protect her regardless of the eyes of many opponents until he becomes a king and becomes the king of the Han clan! As the chooser of the Imperial Ice Lotus, she only allows herself to do this, however, now, if he wants to fulfill his words, he must, must live!

Hanhu roared, ignoring his unawakened companions beneath the stormy palms. He abandoned them all, he didn't care about them, he just wanted to be good now, he had to, he had to live. In his mind, for a moment, there was not even any idea. The previous battle made him feel tired too!

When Han Hu's body just took a step backwards, the corners of Meng Gen Zule's mouth behind him showed a hint of a smile. But then, following closely behind, there was no smile at all, because there were four dots on the map above the clan cards, and they were about to reach this place.

"Get rid of them!"

Meng Gen Zule suddenly shouted for it, and Lin Tai couldn't control the fleeing cold tiger, and then when he pressed it with both hands, he increased his strength a lot.

"Whew-"

Suddenly, a violent wind flashed furiously, and then a small figure, under the palm of the wind and clouds, began to stop.

It was a slender young man's figure, the young man was wearing a cyan power suit, and there was a dragon-like green tendon on his face that stretched directly from the bottom of the jaw to the corner of his eye. What flowed in it was cyan blood, and together with the pair of eyes, they all turned pure blue, and then, in the pure cyan pupils, the killing intent had turned into bloodshots, and it continued to appear in the pupils. On the cheeks, there are slightly hideous wind war patterns

"What?"

For a moment, everyone present was not surprised by the appearance of such a figure. That's a third-grade martial art! This level of martial art, even in that Cangzong, is considered a treasure. Although the only volume of ground-level third-grade martial arts was not fully exerted because of the former's strength, it was now caught by one of them, which obviously made them a little unacceptable.

One hand is behind the back, and the other palm is against the huge wind and cloud palm that has hit hundreds and thousands of times more than the former, and it is on the same level, after destroying the withering and decaying, although it is only a short time of three or four seconds, it is the land under my young feet, which is constantly falling.

Within a radius of almost a hundred feet, the ground began to shatter like a spider's web.

"I don't know the wind!"

Skimming the five people behind them, they still didn't wake up from their slumber despite the constant howling wind, and the damage they had suffered before, even if it was anyone, would have been like this at this time. However, at this moment, when the young man in the cyan robe stretched out the arm behind his back, he followed the five martial stars with a pair of palms in front of his head, and then released a wind scroll like the wrath of the wind god.

"Get out!"

The stalemate lasted only a few seconds, and the young man in the cyan robe had sunk his feet into the ground, the robe on his arms was constantly shattering, and the white skin underneath it, along with the strong muscles, began to stand out.

Then the palms of the two hands raised a huge arc for it, and then threw the huge palms in the other direction, and the huge palms turned into points of light in the sky in an instant, without stopping at all, all of them turned into points of light like raindrops.

However, in the midst of the raindrops, there was a figure that seemed to be a fat mantis flying by. On the palm of the hand, there are two operating levers, and next to the operating rod, that is, next to the arm, there is a pitch-black "metal box".

At this time, Meng Gen Zule's arm shook, and immediately after the use of force, the metal box that was tightly fastened on the arm stretched out a blade glowing with cold light, and when the toes of his feet slammed the ground, Meng Gen Zule's body began to rush out at a very fast speed, and then frantically began to rush out towards the young man in the blue robe before.

The young man before had already dissolved the palm of the wind and clouds, and he was still in a state of stagnation immediately, and the direction of Meng Gen Zule's offensive was even more cunning and tricky, making people unguardable!

"The wall is 100 feet high, and you can pick the stars with your hands!"

In the void, there was a small faint murmur, and then a palm poked out from the side of Meng Gen Zule. An ink shadow continued to condense for it, and after it spread and disappeared, a palm that seemed to be a little childish, but unusually cold, began to grasp the joints of Meng Genzule.

I saw that between the lightning and flint, when Meng Gen Zule thought that he could inflict a heavy blow on the young man before, there was a star-covered Xuanbing palm at the joint of his arm, and he grabbed it. The blade was no more than half a foot away from the cyan-robed young man, but in an instant, it stiffened out of thin air.

"Over to you!"

"Don't worry!"

After the blue-robed young man said lightly, he turned into a gust of wind and headed towards Lin Tai, who was still in a faint state on the ground from the other direction.

"Boy, report your name!"

That Meng Gen Zule's pair of small eyes suddenly flashed with inspiration, after all, it was the strength of the fivefold martial arts realm, and after struggling for a while, he endured some cold pain, and then his arm was freed from the control of the palm.

"For the loser, there's no need to let him know my name!"

The young man who came with the ink shadow before, who else could there be besides Liu Tian? And the young man in the cyan and cyan robe was naturally the wind storm that came to support with Liu Tian.

But now, the wind swept the storm directly handed over this Meng Genzu Le directly to Liu Tian. Although, Liu Tian is just a quadruple martial arts realm!

"Boy, what a big breath!"

The corners of his eyes were condensed, and now that Hanhu was in a bad state, and he had turned around and left before, it was undoubtedly not a huge good thing for them, so immediately, when Meng Gen Zule was using force, the edge above the scimitar was also becoming sharper.

"Boy, people with a big mouth will only end up dying!"

"I know!" Liu Tian couldn't help but nod his head indifferently, and then said softly: "However, the person who wants me to die is the one who has a big mouth!"

Then in the blink of an eye, Liu Tian's stiffened body had disappeared into midair. An ink shadow with a few green fluorescents, and then in the blink of an eye, it began to disappear.

"Sword Silver Dragon!"

The blade on the side of the palm suddenly began to change for a while, and in the palm of that Meng Gen Zule, it became even more ghostly. However, the next moment, just as Meng Gen Zule's body began to move continuously, a blade was aimed at the figure in front of Liu Tiangang.

"The wall is 100 feet high, and you can pick the stars with your hands!"

finally murmured, and then Liu Tian's pair of eyes suddenly condensed.

"Bingchen Hand!"

Then an arm, ghostly like a soul body, poking out from the bottom up. How fast that speed was, although that Meng Gen Zule was a five-fold martial arts realm powerhouse, but he was originally the first to attack, but it was dissolved by Liu Tian's arm that seemed to have crossed the bright galaxy.

It was like an arm stirring the Yangtze River, and the palm of the hand was like a boat. It was like a giant dragon that rushed straight up, and then when it clenched the joint, it took on a claw-like palm, and the ice on it began to freeze the joint for a while. However, at this time, the place that Liu Tian grabbed was no longer the joint of the arm before, but the joint of the wrist.

Liu Tian's palm was not very big, but now it stiffened Meng Gen Zule's arm. There was a blade on his forehead, as sharp as the scythe of death, but although it was less than half an inch away, it couldn't touch Liu Tian's forehead at this time. Otherwise, Liu Tian will either die or be injured!

A sword shadow flashed in his eyes, and then Meng Gen Zule's palm, which was controlled by Liu Tian, began to move for a while. One after another, the blades of force immediately began to force Liu Tian's palm back.

"Hmph!" waved his arms again and again, and then Meng Genzule's pair of small eyes began to condense for it.

One blade after another, began to come towards Liu Tian. On the fist is a hard Xuan Bing, and the figure is not inferior to the former's ink shadow. Every time he hit each other, although Liu Tian's fist did not receive any damage under the use of the fist bone, the Xuan Ice on it had begun to be continuously stripped away by the blade.

After dozens of continuous encounters, and then Meng Gen Zule's footsteps also followed closely, and then the light on the blade began to become extremely cold. A metallic fluorescence solidified on the top of the peak, and then it was contained. The entire blade suddenly turned into a peerless sharp blade.

"Hidden Knife—"

In an instant, the blade seemed to have become much smaller, and then when it slashed towards Liu Tian condescendingly, the light emitted by Liu Tian's confident face was eye-catching.

"Bingchen hand!" A palm, when the wrist drove to pull it and then still poked out plainly, such a blade, no matter what, could not be lowered in the slightest. Even if the wave of qi emitted by the blade cut through Liu Tian's skin, when the blood flowed, Liu Tian's Bingchen hand had already shown extraordinary experience.

"How is that possible!"