Chapter 372: The Soul Clock
After the old man finished the training of Ling Youyue, he looked at Nie Fan, his voice was calm and cold, and said, "Are you surrendering me or want me to take action?"
Nie Fan could clearly feel that the old man was at least in the middle stage of the innate stage. His shoulders were covered with heavy pressure, and he felt that the void around him was as good as a quagmire, which made him feel awkward in his movements.
Nie Fan had already vaguely guessed the secret, and he kept his expression changing when he heard this, "Please take action for me, senior."
"Okay, I'll see what kind of crazy skills you have." The old man's pressure continued to release, and he walked slowly towards Nie Fan in the void.
There was no strangeness on his face, and he walked towards Nie Fan lightly, but every time he took a step, it seemed like a heavy drum was beating, causing everyone around to shrink their hearts and difficulty breathing.
The old man did not target them, but only targeted Nie Fan's aftermath, but even so, they all changed their color and retreated one after another. This is the elder of the Snow Mountain Law Enforcement Hall. Although he is in the middle stage of the innate stage, he can be named an elder, so he has the ability to challenge him higher than the level.
Nie Fan felt that his shoulders were tens of millions of pounds, and his shoulders were heavy and the void under his feet was trembling. The true energy in his body was swelling, his face changed slightly, and he kept fighting against this oppression.
"This is the confidant of Yang Xuezhen, the leader of the Law Enforcement Hall. He has received his guidance and his combat power is amazing." The onlookers frowned and explained to their colleagues around them in a low voice.
Everyone who listened to the eyes changed slightly and had strange eyes. The appearance of this young man is so strange that it is so strange that Xueshan's reaction is even more strange. Xueshan's law enforcement team is not without the middle-innate powerhouses. How could he send the law enforcement elders out? And it was Yang Xuezhen's confidant? Looking at Ling Youyue's unconcealed murderous intent, it makes people feel even more inexplicable.
Although Ling Youyue was extremely angry when she was scolded by the old man, she looked at the old man oppressing Xiang Nie Fan and felt a sense of pleasure. Her teeth were chewing, and her eyes were flashing with a cold smile.
Dong, Dong, Dong
The old man took a slow step, and every step was like the sky collapsed and the earth collapsed, with huge pressure pressing towards Nie Fan.
Nie Fan's body remained motionless, allowing the old man to constantly exert pressure. The five swords in his body trembled gently, and the light flowed, uniting with Nie Fan.
"Huh?" The old man who was walking towards him showed a strange look. From his eyes, he could naturally see that at this moment, Nie Fan and heaven and earth were united, and no matter how powerful he was exerted on him, most of the things would be transferred out.
"This little power is not enough to make you ignore Xiao Banshan." The old man's voice was cold and he no longer exerted pressure. His speed suddenly accelerated, and a dry palm grabbed Nie Fan from the air.
Nie Fan's shoulder pressure disappeared, but his mind became more and more alert. The golden battle tactics were activated to the extreme and met this palm.
boom
The two met, Nie Fan retreated repeatedly, while the old man just shook his body and then stabilized. He looked at Nie Fan's eyes with a flash of surprise, then took a big step forward, and his palms were stacked, like thousands of hands, slapped at Nie Fan layer by layer like waves.
Nie Fan's eyes were tightly fixed. This was a powerful secret technique that was constantly superimposed. Even the strong men in the late stage of the innate stage probably had to take it carefully. They took a breath and danced with their hands. The Yanshen Art slowly evolved. An invisible force slowly appeared in front of him. In this special place in front of the Snow Mountain Small World, white luster appeared, flashing by continuously.
Bang bang bang
The old man slapped his palm in front of Nie Fan, like a mud cow entering the sea, with no movement except for the slight bang bang.
"Yan Shen Jue..." The old man narrowed his eyes, he thought a little, and did not use stronger means, and a simple little clock appeared in his hand.
"Dangpo Bell!" An old man who came to attend the banquet changed drastically and recognized the little clock in the hands of the elder of the Law Enforcement Hall.
"Is it the rumor that can make the soul leave the body and kill people invisibly?" The person who heard it was also frightened. This sacred bell is famous in the entire ancient martial arts world. In the past, someone held it in his hand and silently destroyed a major sect. At that time, it alarmed the entire world of big and small. The Ancient Martial Arts Alliance sent digital qi-transforming powerhouses to investigate, and finally confirmed that it was because of this sacred bell!
"Snow Mountain is too cruel, you actually have to use this method..." Some people were unfair and didn't need to use a weapon like Dangpo Bell to say this.
When Ling Youyue saw the old man take out the Soul Bell, she recognized this thing immediately. She was extremely excited and stared at Nie Fan with cold eyes, thinking that this time, she would see if you die!
Mang Wuqing was extremely happy in his heart, and stared at Nie Fan with gritted teeth, as if Nie Fan was dead now, and he wanted to rush forward and make up for a palm.
Nie Fan was shocked when he saw the old man take out the clock. He had seen a similar clock before, with terrifying power and unpredictable.
The old man looked at Nie Fan with a cold and calm expression and said, "If you can survive my bell, the snow mountain will be allowed to walk."
After the old man's words fell, there was no sound around him. Even Ling Youyue looked at Nie Fan with a sneer on the corner of her mouth. In her eyes, Nie Fan was already a dead person.
"Can you count?" Nie Fan's eyes turned over the old man and looked at Ling Youyue.
How could the old man not see what Nie Fan meant? His face immediately turned cold and he snorted coldly: "Unless the head of the snow mountain speaks, he will not dare to criticize our law enforcement hall yet!"
Ling Youyue's sneering expression suddenly froze and her teeth bit again, and she deeply hated that Nie Fan would embarrass her before she died.
Nie Fan's mouth flashed a trace, and he looked at the old man and said, "Okay."
The old man glanced at Nie Fan deeply, raised the bell of the swaying bell, and shook it gently.
When ~
A bell rang, crisp and melodious, not much like an ordinary bell. But people in the distance held their breath and concentrating their souls. Even if the old man did not attack them, this sound alone made them feel unstable and their minds trembled.
The moment the bell rang, Nie Fan's body surging golden light, and at the same time, a ray of gray light from the Temple of the Gods was hidden in it, blocking everyone's sight and exploration.
He was motionless, and the sound of the bell of the turbulent bell filled him, but it did not cause any abnormality to him.
The old man's eyes flashed strangely, and his eyes looked at Nie Fan like lightning, but found that there was a mysterious power in front of him, blocking his sight.
When ~
The old man shook hard again, and the sound of the Dangpo Bell became louder and louder, with a thick and deeper crispness, which filled the void, like a tide, rushing towards Nie Fan.
The golden light surging on Nie Fan's body, and the monks below the innate nature could only see the golden light in his body. Even those with the heavenly eyes could not see through the obstacles of the Temple Tower and could not see any clues.
Chapter completed!