Chapter 1762

"Stop!"

Zhong Chen saw that he would go, drink a big drink, and stand in front of him, and said: "you even hurt my family, would you like to go away?"

Fang Bai sneered: "how are you going to be?"

His goal here is to teach qiudechang and zongjinhai, to be angry with his two disciples and to be enemies with other cangyan disciples.

But if clock dust hands in front of him to stop him, he would also be happy to accompany.

Zhong Chen took a deep breath and said: "the story of the bull gallop and bear hero is wrong in qiudechang and zongjinhai, but you retaliate so much, and it is also a little cruel!"

Fang Bai smiled: "cruel? Ha ha, I am in his way and treat him! I didn't kill them on the spot, it was a pity! "

"But what is the difference between you doing this and killing them?" Zhong Chen said in a rage

Fang Bai shrugged: "anyway, what else can I do if I have done so? It's no use saying more nonsense. If you want to retaliate for them, I will accompany you even if you let the horse come! "

Zhong dust eyes round stare, suppress the anger in the chest, said: "I will catch you first, and then do the treatment when the patriarch returns!"

Fang Bai has created a deacon and a disciple of his relatives in front of the Mountain Gate of cangyan sect. If he is to escape, cangyan sect will lose face and become the laughing stock of the whole 3000 world.

Zhong Chen had the heart to kill Fang Bai, but he was afraid that he was the pride of a certain top-ranking strong clan. He was afraid of fear. So he decided to seize him first and then give it to the patriarch for disposal when the patriarch returned.

He left hand five fingers, a grasp of empty space, a big hand of spirit, from the air, to the square white grasp.

Fang Bai knew that he could not compete with the four powerful thunder robbers like Zhong Chen without any means. He also didn't touch him hard and hit the spirit and spirit of the grab with a fist, and at the same time, he swayed away from it.

"Boom!"

Fang Bai's spirit Qi fist hit Zhong Chen's big palm of spirit, and the space trembled, and the air wave was surging, and the judgment was made.

The spirit big fist burst away, and the momentum of the front of the big palm of spirit Qi was slightly blocked, but still grabbed forward.

But this surplus, the other white has not become a threat.

Fang Bai just slanted out the abbot to one side, and the big palm of spirit grabbed an empty.

Clock dust "Yi" a sound, the other white combat power again.

Just now that catch, Zhong dust has used 70% of its strength, which is the powerful man of the triple realm of thunder robbery in qiudechang, and will be locked by his spirit and spirit, which is hard to escape.

But the young man in front of him can easily escape his grasp. It is beyond the imagination that he can seriously damage Qiu Dechang, the chief of his sect.

"Come on! See how you can stop! "

Clock dust hands are caught in a chain, in the void, a line of spirit like claws of spirit palm overlapping, grasp to the ground square white.

This attack, Zhong Chen is unreservable, and tries to finish his best to win a service, and grabs Fang Bai with one stroke.

Looking at a big palm of Spirit captured from the top of the head, Fang Bai dare not despise it, sacrifice the soul lost bell, hang on the top of the head, and put the body under the cover of the bell.

"Tom!"

"Tom!"

"Tom!"

……

Those big hands of spirit, grasp on the bell above the square white head, strong grip the way, arousing a series of deafening bell sounds.

The dull and melodious bell, which is transformed into the sound wave spreading around, is covered by the sound wave. The weak cangyan sect disciple, both hands are standing, and their eyes are dull, as if they lost their soul.

If there are strong people attacking at this time, cangyan sect disciples will have no resistance.

Even the strong people like clock dust, under the impact of sound waves, have a momentary dizziness.

"That big clock is weird!"

Bell dust was shocked, strong determination, fixed eyes to the white head of the hanging bell, found that can not see how level of the spirit, the heart is not born a little fear.

On the cultivation, Zhong dust is much stronger than Bai, but fangbai has strong spirit tools in his hand. It is not so easy for Zhong Chen to capture him.

"Up!"

The clock dust gathered spirit and burst out.

His volume was high, and the bell of the soul lost bell was pressed, which made the cangyan sect disciples who had a dull and lost mind returned to God.

"I came to cangyan sect to teach qiudechang and zongjinhai, and I didn't want to involve other cangyan disciples. But if you want to stick to my way, you can't blame me for being ruthless! "

Square white face indifferent to clock dust road.

While he spoke, his left palm was stretched forward, and the soul loss clock was reduced by ten times in a flash, and was held in the palm.

Although the soul lost clock became small, its release of the prestige, but still trembling, dare not close.

Zhong Chen is just some fear of square white spirit, but not afraid of him, smell words sneer: "let you go, my cangyan Zong face where? You are a strong man. Can you fight tens of thousands of disciples of cangyan sectFang Bai laughed and proudly said, "how about tens of thousands of students? I want to go. Nobody can stop it! You don't think about it! "

Clock dust spirit is surging, the war spirit rises, in the hands, suddenly more than a pair of black double Maces.

The black double mace is about three feet long. It is made of any material. The mace body releases a slight prestige, but it is a medium-sized imperial artifact.

But, compared with the funeral bell in fangbai's hand, black double mace seems to be a little bit of a witch.

"Then try!"

Bell dust was square white aroused fire, black double mace flew out of hand, a first, respectively hit square white head and legs.

Although the mace is small, each one weighs more than thousands of Jin. He is replaced by ordinary strong ones, and dies when he hits them, and then he will be hurt when he touches them.

In the view of Zhong Chen, Fang Bai had the strange bell that didn't know the level of the order, but he was suspended in the air at this time. The bell can only protect his head and most of his body, but it is difficult to take into account the legs and feet below.

If one of his double maces hits him, it will be enough to bring him a heavy blow.

"Tom!"

"When!"

The dull bell and metal strike, almost at the same time, accompanied by sparks splashing.

When the clock dust is clear, Fang Bai's left hand still holds that big clock. In the big bell, it shakes a mace he smashed.

And in his right hand, there was also an extra blood saber, which opened another mace of his.

In this way, his double mace attack is all futile.

"Then That knife... "

Zhong Chen stared at the big eyes, looking at the bloody drinking mad knife in Fang Bai's right hand, and his eyes were a little dull.

He guessed that the soul lost bell in fangbai's hands was the first-class artifact of emperor's products. So the spirit weapon could have a chance.

But wanwan did not expect that Fang Bai had another weapon after he sacrificed the spirit weapon to attack the most.

The blood knife, which releases the strong smell of blood and strong evil spirit, is powerful and frightening. The product level seems not to lose in that big clock.

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