"I'm going to see if you can still block my palm?" Zong Ye laughed treacherously, and slowly slapped a palm, and a palm print the size of ten zhang slapped out of his hand again. It is still Qinggang's palm print, the consumption of this spell is far less than that of Shengmingyue on the sea, and with his cultivation in the middle stage of concentrating, it is enough to support him to urge Qinggang's palm ten times.

He was fully confident that within ten palms, he would kill all three of Liang Mu. If the complexion of the water changed, she just took Zong Ye's palm, and almost half of her cultivation had been consumed, if she continued like this, I am afraid that she would not be able to hold on for long.

She suppressed the worry in her heart, and the seal in her hand waved, and the one hundred and eight petals in the void intercepted Qinggang's palm print again. The meaning of the cycle of life and death is intertwined with the artistic conception of the withering of petals, deriving all kinds of changes.

In the end, Qinggang's palm print was annihilated, and all the petals of the hundred petals dissipated and returned to nothingness. At this time, Ruo Shui's delicate body trembled and her face turned pale, and the power of Zong Ye's palm was far greater than the previous palm, so that she could barely take this palm by urging almost all her cultivation.

"Yang Tian, can you help me delay for a while, as long as I recover from my injuries, I can trap Zong Ye with the Four Elephants Returning Yuan Array, this may be our only chance. At this time, Liang Mu's voice suddenly sounded in Yang Tian's mind, and it was he who informed Yang Tian of this with his divine sense.

Liang Mu was not confident that Yang Tian could delay Zong Ye for a moment, but this was the only chance at the moment, after all, Ruoshui was no longer able to resist the other party's palm at this time, and Yang Tian could be said to be their life-saving straw, no matter whether this straw was strong enough or not, he had to seize it.

Yang Tian glanced at Liang Mu and found that the injuries in his body were gradually recovering. His aura gradually calmed down, and it was obvious that it would not be long before he could fully recover. Obviously, it was impossible for Zong Ye to give them this time. Yang Tian nodded slightly, let go of the hand holding him, and came to Ruoshui in one step.

"Yang Tian, you ......" Ruoshui said in surprise.

"Leave it to me here, you go and take care of Brother Liang first!" Yang Tian said in a deep voice.

Ruoshui looked back at Liang Mu and seemed to understand something. She worried, "Then be careful!"

"Why, the ant-like figure wants to stop me, too. I'll clean you up first, and then deal with them, and none of you will be able to escape today." Zong Ye didn't take Yang Tian in his eyes and treated him as an ant.

Yang Tian was not angry because of the other party's words. His heart was like water at this time. Only in this state of mind can we exert our own strength beyond the ordinary. This can be said to be the first time in his life that he has faced such a strong enemy, before Martial God Tong was just holding a playful mentality when dealing with him, Yang Tian had no chance to fight such a person head-on.

There is a great creation between life and death, this is not true, at this time, Yang Tian was under the oppression of the other party, cold sweat was dripping, this was just an instinctive reaction in his body. And his state of mind is faintly sublimating.

Zong Ye was not in a hurry to make a move, compared to doing it himself. He was more willing to overwhelm people with his power, he wanted to crush Yang Tian with his own momentum and make him kneel down and beg for mercy.

The difference between the middle stage of concentrating and the Sanhua realm can be said to be 108,000 miles, and when it reaches the middle stage of condensation, it is completely possible to crush a person below the condensation level with its own momentum.

Even, if a person in the middle stage of concentrating is cultivating the secret method of attacking with divine consciousness, he can directly attack with his divine consciousness and crush a person's will.

At this time, Yang Tian sensed that Zong Ye's momentum was as vast as the sea, he was like being in a sea at this time, and he himself was a flat boat. Storms and waves on the sea come one after another, and they can destroy the boat at any time.

Yang Tian kept his mind tightly, and his state of mind became more and more stable under the oppression of the other party, and he was no longer as swaying as at the beginning. Zong Ye also noticed that something was wrong with the situation, and he reined in his momentum. Zong Ye shouted: "Good boy, you have such a state of mind at a young age, you are qualified to let me take action personally, remember, the person who killed you is Zong Ye of the Great Chu Immortal Dynasty!"

"Great Chu Immortal Dynasty ......" Yang Tian couldn't help but shrink his pupils when he heard this word, the Immortal Dynasty was a dynasty established by monks, and it was completely different from the secular court. Moreover, the Immortal Dynasty was controlled by the emperor alone, and the cohesion was far greater than that of a sect.

The inheritance of the Immortal Dynasty is also quite old, and the time of the general Immortal Dynasty is usually calculated in thousands of years. Even some immortal dynasties that have existed since ancient times have a long history, and it is possible to survive for hundreds of thousands of years.

A powerful Immortal Dynasty has a very rich heritage, enough to support the cultivation of all the subjects of the entire Immortal Dynasty. And the Great Chu Immortal Dynasty is an immortal dynasty that has existed for 5,000 years, and its heritage strength is incomparably strong.

There are only two great immortal dynasties in Tianlei Continent, and the Great Chu Immortal Dynasty is one of them, located 100,000 miles southwest of the Thundercloud Mountain Range. Yang Tian really couldn't figure out how the people of the Great Chu Immortal Dynasty could come here, and he didn't want to think about it too much, Zong Ye had already made a move. This time, he didn't use Qinggang's palm, but used a fingering technique, Wanliu separated his fingers. His magical powers seem to be inexhaustible, and no one knows where his bottom line is.

Because the Qinggang palm consumes too much cultivation, he switched to this fingering, and the power is only slightly weaker than the Qinggang palm. As he pointed out, a cyan finger burst out, and before this finger flew out, it suddenly split apart, split into two, and turned into two fingers.

Immediately afterwards, it was divided into four and four into eight, constantly differentiating, and turning into dozens of fingers in a snap of his fingers. The highest state of the Ten Thousand Streams Separation Finger is to point out that the differentiation into ten thousand fingers is like a torrent, and the power of each finger will not be reduced in the slightest. With Zong Ye's cultivation at this time, it was obvious that he could not reach that step, even so, the power of his finger was quite good, and he was confident that he would wipe out Yang Tianqing with just one finger.

It was not that he was overly arrogant, but that the gap between him and Yang Tian was too big, to the point of immeasurability. When he used this style of fingering to deal with Yang Tian, he could already be regarded as looking up to Yang Tian.

In the face of this almost unmatchable finger, Yang Tian's spiritual will was raised to an unprecedented level. He stared at the dozens of fingers in front of him without blinking, his state of mind suddenly calmed down, and under his high concentration of spirit, he seemed to see through the trajectory of the fingers.

However, it is one thing to see through, and it is another thing to be able to follow up. When his fingers were still far away from Yang Tian, Yang Tian suddenly made a move, he used both hands together, and his ten fingers popped out again and again, as if he was playing a piano, and his fingers changed again and again.

He doesn't know how to divide his fingers, so he has to use this method to fight his enemies. In an instant, dozens of thunderbolts burst out from his fingers, and he was the most proficient in controlling the power of thunder, and it was extraordinary to cast it at this moment.

The momentum was immense, pulling out bursts of thunder roars, and arc-shaped thunder and cyan fingers were intertwined. Since Yang Tian had seen through the trajectory of almost every finger before, every thunderbolt could intercept the finger ray.

Although Yang Tian had overestimated Zong Ye's strength before, when it was time to actually fight, he found that this person was truly unfathomable. After all, the other party was using the fingering technique of the middle stage of concentrating on cultivation, and Yang Tian's thunder weakened the finger power by several percent at most, and it was not possible to completely cancel it out.

The thunder only lasted for a few breaths, and then all dissipated, and the remaining dozens of fingers were still coming towards Yang Tian, and the fingers at this moment were only two percent of the power before, which was still not to be underestimated.

Yang Tian's technique changed, and he used his body to shake the opponent's Wanliu Separation Finger, which was also the most effective method at the moment. In an instant, Yang Tian took out dozens of palms and intercepted all the Ten Thousand Streams Separation Fingers.

Yang Tian's palm was blurred with flesh and blood at this time, if he was replaced by another person and took the other party's finger with his body, he was afraid that he would have already become a cripple. Yang Tian endured the severe pain, the power of qi and blood worked, and pieces of blood scabs condensed on his hands.

"Damn!" Zong Ye shouted angrily, and in an instant, a ten-zhang-sized Qinggang palm print slapped out of his hand. Yang Tian's complexion changed suddenly, and he hurriedly raised his right hand and waved a palm as well. His palm was only five zhang in size, surrounded by a trace of thunder arc light, clusters of flames lingering, and bursts of golden light were transmitted.

Boom! The two collided, setting off a violent fluctuation, smoke and dust flew, and after a few breaths, the palm print made by Yang Tian dissipated, and a five-zhang Qinggang palm print appeared in front of his eyes.

Yang Tian's face remained unchanged, he jumped up, clenched his palms into a fist, and blasted out with a punch, collapsing! In the next moment, Yang Tian's body bounced out, smashing a big hole on the ground.

"I can't help myself!" Zong Ye snorted coldly, and was about to step forward, his face suddenly changed, and four bluestone pillars suddenly appeared around him, located in the four directions of southeast, south, northwest, and west, and a ray of light shot out from the stone pillars, intertwining into an impermeable wall, trapping him in it.

"Let's go!" Liang Mu picked up Yang Tian, who was lying on the ground, grabbed Ruoshui, and galloped into the distance without looking back. (To be continued......)