This white light contains almost 100% of the power of Lin Bei and Chaos Bell. Not to mention head-on resistance, even if it gets a little bit, even the strong saint will be wiped out.
However, Zhong Wen did not die.
He was still standing upright in the air, looking calm and composed, with no expression of pain on his face.
He's actually laughing!
The smile was easy, warm and comfortable.
It seems that what shines on me is not a shocking stunt, but a ray of sunshine in spring.
He looked down at his hands, then raised his head again, and smiled at Lin Bei.
His smile was warm and gentle, making people feel like spring breeze, but in Lin Bei's eyes, it was so dazzling that it made him instinctively feel nauseous.
The next scene shocked Lin Bei even more.
A faint gleaming white light suddenly shone in Zhong Wen's palms.
In this world, no one is more familiar with and understands this kind of white light than Lin Bei.
Soul power!
This young man in his twenties actually had this kind of supreme power that a saint could not master.
"I see, is this soul power?"
Zhong Wen turned and rubbed his hands enthusiastically. The white light in his palms flickered on and off, and the shape was unpredictable. He was enjoying it so much that he seemed to have completely forgotten Lin Bei's existence. "Interesting" , so interesting!”
However, in just ten breaths, his control over the soul power has been significantly improved. He can now control the strength and weakness as he pleases, as well as the light and darkness. Lin Bei's face has also become more and more ugly.
impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
I am the master of the Chaos Clock!
In this world, only I can control soul power!
This guy doesn't deserve it!
A strong sense of resistance crazily surged into his heart. The disgust that had been accumulated due to the show of Tihua finally could no longer be suppressed and completely exploded, filling every meridian and every cell in Lin Bei's body. middle.
"Go to hell!"
I saw the ferocious light in his eyes, his teeth clenching, and his whole body instantly released an unparalleled powerful soul power. His body turned into a ray of light, and he flashed in front of Zhong Wen in an instant, holding an unparalleled domineering force with his right fist. The breath hit his chest hard.
Wherever the fist wind passes, the air current surges, the wind is strong, the waves are surging, the rocks are lifted into the sky, and even the sky and the earth are changed.
The power of this punch was far beyond the scope of a saint.
But in the face of this earth-shattering punch, Zhong Wen seemed too lazy to dodge sideways, and just lightly stretched out a finger.
"Bo!"
An inaudible voice sounded, and then, in front of everyone's astonished eyes, Lin Bei's powerful punch was easily blocked by him with one finger, and he could no longer move forward even half an inch.
How can it be!
Lin Bei's old face was already turning purple, and there were dense beads of sweat on his forehead. All the power he could mobilize in his body had been released long ago, but he could not break through Zhong Wen's careless finger, and the horror in his heart The feeling can no longer be described in any words.
"drink!"
Realizing that the momentum of this punch was exhausted, he was unwilling to give in. He turned around, suddenly raised his left leg, and kicked Zhong Wen directly in front of the door with his kick like lightning.
The strength of the legs is often stronger than that of the arms.
Therefore, although this move did not use the force of sprinting, it was no less powerful than the previous punch. It also caused the heaven and earth to shake, and the mountains and rivers to tremble, causing even more extraordinary phenomena in the heaven and earth.
But Zhong Wen still didn't turn around, didn't move his feet, and just moved his fingers leisurely and leisurely.
As soon as Lin Bei's left leg came into contact with his fingers, it was as if it had been tapped on an acupoint. It was firmly fixed in place and could no longer move at all.
how so?
how so?
The panic in the old devil's eyes could no longer be concealed, and his expression became more ferocious and violent. His fists and kicks hit Zhong Wen in turn like raindrops, and his moves were like a gangster fight, without any rules.
Perhaps because he had over-stimulated his soul power, white smoke was rising from his head, and the mist was steaming, which looked quite funny.
Faced with such a storm of attacks, Zhong Wen just moved his fingers deftly and blocked them all easily, without even using his second finger.
One of the two was leisurely and calm, the other was furious, which was completely different from the previous scene.
From the perspective of Lin Zhiyun and others below, this is no longer an evenly matched battle, but more like a teaching guide between a teacher and a junior.
"Damn little beast!"
The more Lin Bei was beaten, the more frightened he became. The more he beat, the angrier he became. He couldn't help but yell, "Die, die, die for me!"
At the same time, an unprecedented sense of fear and powerlessness gradually emerged in my heart.
He knew that he had used all his strength and gave everything he had, and there was no more powerful trick he could use.
But the other party was so at ease, so calm and composed, and obviously still retained his strength.
At the end of the road, he did not stop, but kept punching and kicking. He didn't know whether it was to use offense to dispel the panic in his heart, or to seek that slim chance of victory.
"The Chaos Clock is not used like this."
After more than ten moves like this, Zhong Wen suddenly sighed.
After saying that, under Lin Bei's incredible gaze, he slowly lowered his right arm and no longer used his fingers to resist the attack.
Chance!
Lin Bei's eyes lit up. Although he didn't know what Zhong Wen was planning, he still hit him with an earth-shattering punch without hesitation.
"boom!"
Without any obstacles, the punch naturally landed on Zhong Wen without any suspense, making a crisp sound.
However, after receiving Lin Bei's full blow from the front, Zhong Wen's face did not change at all, and his feet did not move a step. His whole body remained motionless, as if what hit him was not the fist of a peak powerhouse, but just a fist. A breeze, a piece of cotton.
How can it be?
Lin Bei had a big mouth. Looking at Zhong Wen who had a calm face, he fell into a sluggish state and couldn't even speak for a while.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
After a while, he finally came to his senses. He still couldn't believe what he saw and heard. He relentlessly punched Zhong Wen upwards, hitting Zhong Wen on the shoulders, chest and lower abdomen.
Each of Lin Bei's punches was mixed with unparalleled soul power and spiritual power, which caused the waves to roll and the sky to change color. It could be said to destroy gold and jade, destroy the heaven and earth, but it hit Zhong Wen, but it didn't It was like scratching an itch, but it didn't cause any harm to him. From a distance, it even gave him a faint feeling of "a little fist hitting your chest".
Instead, his fist gradually became red and swollen under the force of the shock, and he felt bursts of heartbreaking pain.
The sudden change in painting style left everyone below dumbfounded and feeling at a loss as to what to do.
"Sister."
Lin Xiaodie turned around in confusion and asked, "Are they joking?"
"This boy did not disappoint me after all."
Nangong Ling put his right arm on her shoulder and did not answer directly. Instead, he smiled lightly and said, "Finally, my death was not in vain."
She was blind and unable to see, but she seemed to be fully aware of everything around her, and she didn't look like a blind person at all.
"We shouldn't have to die, right?"
Coral held Zi Yuan's slender arm tightly and murmured softly.
"yes."
Feeling that her palms were still trembling slightly, Zi Yuan smiled and patted her shoulder, saying softly, "With him here, we can't die."
Am I being too harsh on him?
As long as you treat me sincerely, does it really matter whether there is another woman?
Staring at Zhong Wen's free and easy figure in the sky, Zi Yuan was in a trance, and such an idea came to his mind inexplicably.
"Swift!"
While he was deep in thought, the scene in front of him suddenly flashed, and his appearance completely changed.
Ziyuan was startled and looked around hurriedly, only to find that she and Coral were on an unfamiliar island. There was a lot of noise and people around. Looking closely, they saw that most of them were from the Immortal City. Even Saint masters such as Leng Wushuang and Gan Muyun are also prominently listed.
Not far away, Shangguan Junyi was standing in the air, her white skirt fluttering and her figure graceful, like a fairy.
Apparently it was her who used the power of space to transfer everyone here directly from the broken Immortal City.
"Shangguan..."
Just as Coral was about to tell Shangguan Junyi about the battle situation and persuade her not to do so, she suddenly lost sight of the other party in front of her eyes, giving her no chance to speak at all.
…
"W-what did you do?"
Lin Bei bent over, held his knees with both hands, stared at Zhong Wen fiercely, and asked breathlessly.
He fired more than twenty punches in a row, but not even a hair on Zhong Wen's body was knocked off. His hands were already swollen like sausages, and the severe pain finally made him calm down. His consciousness relied on his recklessness, and there was nothing he could do. Zhong Wen was helpless at this moment, so he had to use words to delay time, buy himself a moment of breathing space, and at the same time think of new ways to win.
"I didn't do anything."
Zhong Wen grinned, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and said word by word, "It's just a fluke that I got promoted."
