"You retreat, he already has the strength of a grandmaster, and you are not an opponent." A thin figure rushed out of the crowd and struck at Yang Ming with a wave of his palm.

It was an equally thin palm, with rippling water between the palms, which was similar to the Paiyun palm, but in front of Yang Ming, what he saw was a completely different picture, a big river rolling in.

The momentum of the great river comes from the sky, and it flows to the sea and does not return, which is an indomitable trend, and it is also the momentum of the grandmaster who condenses the momentum of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers.

Different from the first-class master who comprehends his own potential, with the help of the potential, will achieve a qualitative breakthrough in his martial arts above the second-rate master, the grandmaster's potential is to integrate his own potential into all things in heaven and earth, and glimpse the realm of the unity of heaven and man.

"Farmer?" Facing this palm, Yang Ming waved his palm to meet it, the void cloud that was as black as ink in the past has now become the black of the illusion between the virtual and the real, and the rolling luck gathered in Yang Ming's palm, and Huo Ran collided with the rippling palm power of the blue waves.

The collision from the internal force instantly shot out a stream of air and spread towards the surroundings, and where it passed, the earth and rocks were cracked, as if it had been ravaged by a flood.

Under the old man's reminder, the group of people who quickly retreated looked at the scene in front of them, and couldn't help but show a shocked look, the strength of the old man, although they have understanding, but they have never seen the other party make a personal move, and the strength shown now is really shocking.

"He was actually able to catch Elder Yutu's inattentive palm?" Under the scattered energy, the peasant people who kept retreating again and again looked at Yang Ming, who was shrouded in clouds between the virtual and the real, and couldn't help but show a frightened look.

Who is Elder Yutu? One of the six sages of the farmer's family, he has already cultivated the farmer's Gonggongtang to the realm of the Great Perfection, and his strength has entered the realm of the grandmaster twenty years ago, and now in terms of the depth of his skills, among the six sages of the farmer's family, he is not the leader, but also the second, but it is so, in the simple palm competition, Yang Ming can not fall behind at all.

Is this still human? You must know how old Yang Ming is, younger than most of them, but his skills are so high that they can't see the edge even if they look up.

After Yang Ming and Yu Tu held each other for a while, the two of them waved out another palm at the same time, compared to the first palm to compete for palm power, this second palm, the two of them chose to play fast at the same time.

Not Zhou broken palm, rumored, founded in ancient Gonggong, is the Gonggong in the water control led out of the top palm method, starting from the water droplets through the stone pervasive meaning, into the flood of the power of silence, complete in the east of the river, a thousand miles of potential.

In the first palm, Yu used force, and in the second palm, Yu used the secret of water droplets penetrating the stone.

In front of Yang Ming's eyes, the palm shadows turned into water droplets, swarming towards Yang Ming, although the water droplets are small, but the quantitative change is enough to achieve qualitative change, the water droplets can penetrate the stone, not to mention the human flesh mortal fetus?

But how fast is the water dropping? But it is still water, it can pass through the stone, but it can't pass through the void clouds in the sky.

In the face of the fast attack of the Yu disciples, Yang Ming also fought fast, turning the clouds and rain, between the palms of Yang Mingying's feet, the clouds surged, the changes were endless, and the water dripped into the sea, how could it show its shape.

Suddenly, the palms of the two changed again, the flood was silent, and the two figures flew out backwards.

At the moment when the two of them landed, the strength of their feet surged, guessed a deep pit on the ground, contacted the power of the shock, and rushed towards each other at the same time.

"You are not a grandmaster yet, no matter how strong your skills are, how can you fight against grandmasters." Once again, he competed with Yang Ming for a palm, and the Yu disciple who failed to take advantage of it touched Yang Ming's palm power and fell on Fenshui.

"Grandmaster, you can integrate your own momentum into the mountains and rivers of heaven, earth, and mountains, contact the momentum of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers, and hold the power of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers, and if you don't enter the grandmaster, they are all rubble." Yu Tu shouted, and the water of the Fen River behind him surged, surging one after another, turning into five blue waves that covered the sky and the sun, condensing the power of the Fen River to the east, and swooping towards Yang Ming.

When the great river goes east, the mountains are unstoppable, and even the people are also?

Under the blue wave dragon, it is all powder.

Yang Ming met the powerful blow of the Sect Master Yu, and the three-point return vitality around his body surged, forming a huge body protection qi with each other, and chose the most simple and rough way to meet the hard.

Although the broken palm is powerful, the grandmaster is certainly terrifying, but if three points are returned to the vitality, how can it be weaker than any kind of martial arts in this world? How could Yang Ming be afraid of the Grandmaster?

As the blue wave dragon and the three-point return vitality collided in one place, the dull sonic boom exploded, and the blue wave dragon roared, as if it was about to tear apart the three-point return vitality, but the three-point return vitality that had completely fused the divine wind power and the void cloud power was not so easy to tear apart.

The power of the kamikaze, the grasp of the meaning of the wind, destroys the withering and decaying, is the nemesis of all tangible things, the power of the void cloud, in the form of clouds, into the void, all the invisible things, under the void clouds, into nothingness.

This is the potential of the void cloud that belongs to Yang Ming, all things return to the void, in order to become the void cloud, smelt the three points of the void cloud energy, and also have such an ability.

Before Yang Ming's three-point return to vitality, the blue wave dragon was torn apart by the kamikaze and was blurred by the void clouds, even if Yu Tu stood on the Fen River, and exerted his strength, whether it was explosive power or endurance, to twelve points, it was still difficult to break Yang Ming's three-point return to vitality, and for a while, there was a trend of stalemate.

Yu Tu looked at the scene in front of him, and the water surface under his feet couldn't help but stir up layers of ripples, and the water surface was like a silver mirror, which was also a state of mind.

"It's a pity." After a moment of fluctuation, Yu Tu gathered the momentum of the Fen River and turned into an even more hideous and magnificent blue wave dragon that rushed towards Yang Ming.

Although the five dragons are strong, the most powerful is the sixth dragon, the upper and lower four directions, and the dragon of the six together.

As Yu turned into a blue wave dragon and swooped towards Yang Ming, the protective body qi transformed by the three-point return vitality was almost deformed by the impact.

"It's a pity, you're not Maha-immeasurable." Yang Ming agitated the internal force of his body, and there was only one flaw between the three points of the great grandmaster's three-point return vitality and three-element circulation, but it was not a flaw that Yu disciples could discover.

In the collision of the blue wave dragon, whether it is the blue wave dragon or the three-point return vitality, they are constantly being consumed.

When the long dragon is about to end, the three-point return vitality can also reach the limit.

He actually blocked Elder Yutu's strongest blow? In another place, Katsuchi, who was holding a giant sword, sat on the ground with difficulty, looking at the scene in the distance, pressing his hand tightly on the giant sword, and suddenly felt a feeling of powerlessness.

Wu Kuang's revenge, can he take revenge?

"Can't even Elder Yu take him down?" One spoke with difficulty.

"No, the palm of the Liuhe that does not break the palm, although it is the strongest of the sixth Shanghe, but there is also a seventh move, among the Liuhe, it belongs to the person, where the person is, there is the meaning of the Liuhe." In front of Shengqi, Tian Guang, who was wearing a hat, spoke.

"He's dead." The other is humane.

In their sight, just as Yang Ming blocked the sixth dragon, a figure suddenly appeared when the sixth dragon was about to dissipate, and condescendingly slashed towards Yang Ming.

In the face of this sudden seventh palm, Yang Ming attacked with his backhand, and between the three points of the Yuan Qi Rotation, the divine wind strength and the heavenly frost energy all turned into virtual cloud energy, and the battle with the momentum of the clouds seemed to be unremarkable, but it was actually the most strange and unique seventh palm in the palm of the Liuhe.

This is? Yu thought it was the seventh palm that would be killed, but he was caught by Yang Ming steadily, especially, he was shocked to find that his palm momentum was constantly being decomposed and returned to nothingness.

What the hell is this?

This is the twelfth potential of Pai Yun Zhang: gloomy clouds.

In this world, Yang Ming got too much, because of the Purple Girl, because of the Snow Girl, because of the startled salamander, because of Zhao Ji, and even because of the orchid, parrot song, and the dance, the so-called sorrow of youth, so miserable, he didn't have it at all, and it was impossible to comprehend the light word in the miserable meeting.

But Yang Ming found another way, that could not lead the way to the sorrow of youth, but he could cross time and space and comprehend the sorrow of the years.

Thinking of the heaven and earth, between the sun and the moon, the mountains and rivers can be easy, five thousand years, between the clouds and the clouds, there is no eternity, let him be a prince and general, how to stir up the wind and clouds, all dust.

Heaven and earth, mountains and rivers, what can escape a light word?

With the sorrow of time and space, the misery of all things, the comprehension of sorrow, and the gloom of Yang Ming's comprehension, it is even more terrifying.

Pai Yun Zhang, this Yang Ming's martial arts that has been practiced for the longest time, in the process of cultivation, although Yang Ming has experienced the most twists and turns, once cultivated, it is also the strongest existence.

"He's dissolving my powers?" For the first time, Yu Tu finally changed color, he wanted to get rid of Yang Ming's palm power, but found that he couldn't do it at all, his power was constantly being decomposed, and under the advantages of one another, there was only a dead end waiting for him.

As time passed, Yu Tu only felt that his skills were getting weaker and weaker, but Yang Ming's aura had not declined from beginning to end.

"What's wrong with Elder Yutu?" At this time, everyone in the peasant family already felt that something was wrong.

"Not good." One of them couldn't help but be startled, and hurriedly stepped forward, and between the flicking of his fingers, countless fingers came towards the big acupoints around Yang Ming's body.

"Get out." Yang Ming gathered his strength, broke through the Yu disciple with one palm, and knocked it away, and at this time, his finger strength was already coming.

Just when the people of the peasant family who raided thought that they were about to succeed, Yang Ming's figure turned into an afterimage, which was pointed through and slowly dissipated.

"Be careful." At the sound of a frightened shout, the attacker felt a tightness in his chest and was pulled back, but the clothes in front of him had already turned into shreds and exploded, and a black palm print was on his chest.

"No......" A mouthful of blood spurted out, blurring his vision, and he vaguely saw that a piece of cloth had fallen into the other party's hand.