Chapter 1772 I Want to Leave, No One Can Stop Me!
"stop!"
When Zhong Chen saw that Fang Bai was about to leave, he shouted loudly, jumped in front of him, and said sternly: "Your Excellency has injured two people in my sect. Do you want to leave?"
Fang Bai sneered and said, "How are you doing?"
His goal here was to teach Qiu Dechang and Zong Jinhai a lesson, to vent his anger on his two disciples, and he had no intention of becoming an enemy of other Cangyan Sect disciples.
But if Zhong Chen in front of him blocks his way, he will be happy to accompany him.
Zhong Chen took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Although the fault of Niu Ben and Xiong Yingxiong lies with Qiu Dechang and Zong Jinhai, your retaliation is too cruel!"
Fang Bai chuckled and said: "Vicious? Haha, I'm treating others the way they are treated! I didn't kill them on the spot, it's already a compassionate heart!"
Zhong Chen said angrily: "But if you do this, is it any different from killing them?"
Fang Bai shrugged and said, "What else can you do if you've already done this? Talking nonsense is useless. If you want to avenge them, just come over and I'll be with you!"
Zhong Chen's eyes widened, he suppressed the anger in his chest and said, "I'll capture you first, and then I'll deal with you when the sect master comes back!"
Fang Bai severely injured a deacon and a direct disciple in front of the Cangyan Sect's mountain gate. If he were allowed to escape, the Cangyan Sect would be embarrassed and become the laughing stock of the entire Three Thousand Great World.
Zhong Chen wanted to kill Fang Bai, but he was afraid that he was the favored son of some top powerful sect, so he decided to capture him first and hand him over to the sect leader when he came back.
The five fingers of his left hand spread out, and he grabbed the air. A large spiritual palm reached down from the air and grabbed Fang Bai from the air.
Fang Bai knew that he could not compete head-on with a fourth-level thunder tribulation expert like Zhong Chen without any help. He did not confront him head-on, so he punched the big spiritual energy palm he had captured. At the same time, his body moved diagonally to avoid it.
"boom!"
Fang Bai's spiritual energy fist collided with Zhong Chen's spiritual energy palm, the space trembled, the energy waves surged, and a judgment was made.
The spiritual fist collapsed and disappeared, while the forward momentum of the spiritual palm was slightly blocked, but it still grabbed forward.
It's just that this residual power no longer poses a threat to Fang Bai.
Fang Bai just swept a few feet to the side, and the big spiritual energy palm missed it.
Zhong Chen said "Hey" and was once again impressed by Fang Bai's fighting power.
In that catch just now, Zhong Chen had already used 70% of his strength. Even a strong person like Qiu Dechang, who was in the third level of thunder and calamity, would be locked by his spiritual energy palm, making it difficult to escape.
But it was unbelievable that the young man in front of him could easily escape his grasp. No wonder he was able to severely injure Qiu Dechang, the deacon of our sect.
"Come again! Let's see how you can block it!"
Zhong Chen grabbed out his hands in succession, and in the void, a series of spiritual energy palms like eagle claws overlapped and grabbed Fang Bai on the ground.
In this attack, Zhong Chen had no reservations and went all out, hoping to complete his victory in one battle and capture Fang Bai in one fell swoop.
Looking at the big spiritual energy palms grabbed from the top of his head, Fang Bai did not dare to look down upon them, so he took out the soul-death bell and suspended it above his head, placing his body under the shroud of the big bell.
"Tum!"
"Tum!"
"Tum!"
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Those big spiritual palms grasped the bell above Fang Bai's head, and their strong grip aroused waves of deafening bells.
The dull and melodious bells turned into sound waves and spread around. Where the sound waves enveloped the weaker Cang Yan Sect disciples, they all stood with their hands hanging, their eyes dull, as if they had lost their souls.
If a strong person takes advantage of the situation and launches an attack at this time, the Cangyan Sect disciples will be helpless to resist.
Even strong men like Zhong Chen felt momentarily dizzy under the impact of the sound wave.
"There's something weird about that big clock!"
Zhong Chen was shocked, and he calmed down and looked at the big clock floating above Fang Bai's head. He found that he couldn't tell what grade of spiritual weapon it was, and he couldn't help but feel a little fearful in his heart.
In terms of cultivation, Zhong Chen is much stronger than Fang Bai, but Fang Bai has a powerful spiritual weapon in his hand, and it is not that easy for Zhong Chen to capture him.
"Bah!"
Zhong Chen gathered his spiritual energy and shouted loudly.
His volume was so high that it surpassed the sound of the soul-losing bell, causing those Cangyan Sect disciples with dull eyes and lost their minds to come back to their senses one by one.
"I came to Cangyan Sect only to teach Qiu Dechang and Zong Jinhai a lesson. I don't want to involve other Cangyan Sect disciples. However, if you insist on blocking my way out, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Fang Bai said to Zhong Chen with an indifferent expression.
While he was speaking, he stretched his left palm forward, and the Death Bell shrank ten times in an instant, and was held in his palm.
Although the Soul Bell has become smaller, the pressure it releases still makes people tremble and dare not approach it.
Zhong Chen was just a little afraid of Fang Bai's spiritual weapon, but he was not afraid of him. Hearing this, he sneered and said: "If I let you go, where is the face of our Cangyan Sect? No matter how powerful you are, can you possibly compete with tens of thousands of our Cangyan Sect?" disciple?"
Fang Bai laughed and said proudly: "So what if there are tens of thousands of disciples? I want to leave, no one can stop me! Don't even think about it!"
Zhong Chen's spiritual energy surged, his fighting spirit rose, and a pair of black maces suddenly appeared in his hands.
The black double mace is about three feet long. It is unknown what material it is made of. The body of the mace emits a faint pressure, but it is an imperial-grade medium-level spiritual weapon.
However, compared with the death bell in Fang Bai's hand, the black mace seemed a bit insignificant.
"Then give it a try!"
Zhong Chen was aroused by Fang Bai, and his black maces flew out from his hands, hitting Fang Bai's head and legs respectively.
Although the pair of maces are small, each one weighs more than several thousand kilograms. If it were an ordinary strong person, it would kill them if they hit them, and they would be injured if they hit them.
In Zhong Chen's opinion, although Fang Bai was protected by that weird big bell of unknown grade, his body was suspended in the air at the moment. The big bell could only protect the top of his head and most of his body, but it couldn't protect his lower legs. foot.
As long as one of his maces hits him, it will be enough to cause serious damage to him.
"Tum!"
"when!"
The dull sound of bells and the sound of metal clashing sounded almost simultaneously, accompanied by sparks flying everywhere.
When Zhong Chen Dingqing looked at it, Fang Bai still held the big bell in his left hand. As the big bell rang, it shook open the mace he had smashed.
In his right hand, there was also a bloody long knife, swinging away his other mace.
As a result, his double mace attacks were all in vain.
"That...that knife..."
Zhong Chen's eyes widened and he looked at the Blood-Drinking Sword in Fang Bai's right hand, his eyes a little dull.
He guessed that the Soul Bell in Fang Bai's hand was a high-grade imperial spiritual weapon. It was a great opportunity to have such a spiritual weapon.
But he never expected that after he used his spiritual weapon to launch his strongest attack, Fang Bai actually revealed another spiritual weapon.
That bloody knife released a rich bloody aura and strong evil spirit, which was intimidating and intimidating. It seemed that its grade was not inferior to that of the big bell.