Chapter 83 Against the Old Monster 2

As soon as he said it fell, Qiao Yun did not hesitate at all. He stepped on the void and patted a golden palm print to attack the old monster Chu Qin.

With the lesson of the previous car, although the old monster Chu Qin didn't know what move Qiao Yun used, he knew very well that this move was far from being impossible to follow, and hurriedly sacrificed a big bell...

As Chu Qin continuously injected fighting gas into the big clock, the big clock, which was originally only the size of a wooden plate, suddenly became ten times bigger and made a faint buzzing dull sound.

Chu Qin shouted loudly, and the old palms of his hands clapped fiercely. The harsh sound of the bell made the onlookers' ears hurt, and he immediately covered his ears with his hands for fear of being shaken and broken.

The clock shines colorfully all over its body, protecting it in front of him, wanting to resist the golden palm print taken by Qiao Yun.

"Bomb." The golden palm print fell on the big clock, and the big clock sacrificed by Chu Qin was not broken by Qiao Yun's palm, and a very conspicuous palm print appeared on the clock.

When he saw that the big clock was not shattered by the sky-turning mark, Qiao Yun was stricken for several seconds, and then quickly rushed forward. His palms kept patting on the big clock with strong energy. Under Qiao Yun's repeated pats, the big clock was covered with palm prints on Qiao Yun's side. And the dull sound did not diminish at all.

This big bell was so strong that it was beyond common sense that Qiao Yun was also a little stunned. Unexpectedly, even the seal inherited by the Emperor of Heaven could not be easily destroyed.

Qiao Yun patted dozens of palms in a row, and the big bell was completely deformed by Qiao Yun. Although its shape was unbearable, there was no sign of cracking. Chu Qin was almost angry and vomited blood when he saw that the big bell was slapped like this by him.

"Son, I want to kill you today to eliminate the hatred in my heart." Chu Qin jumped like thunder, raised the almost deformed big clock with both hands and tried his best to put Qiao Yun into the big clock.

Looking at the big bell falling from the sky, Qiao Yun's expression was shocked. His palm patted the sky-turning mark. The golden palm print hit the top of the clock. Immediately, a raised palm print appeared on the top of the clock, but it was not beaten by him to the point of flying out of the clock.

"Boom..." The big clock trapped Qiao Yun in it and covered it on the ground.

When they saw Qiao Yun trapped by the big bell, Luo Feng and the three who were watching also took a long breath, and at the same time, they were also shocked by the strength of the old monster. Luo Feng and the two elders walked to the old monster, squeezed out a kind smile on the old face and hugged the boxing; "Thank you, the emperor, for taking action in time, otherwise, the three of us will definitely seriously hurt his hand."

As the dean of Douluo College, his identity and status are also highly regarded in the Newland Kingdom. Naturally, they have to worry about face, and everyone knows that if Chu Qin does not stop Qiao Yun in time, the three elders of Douluo College will die at the hands of Qiao Yun.

As the saying goes, just stretch out your hand and don't hit a smiling face. Chu Qin quickly smiled and said, "Dean, you are too modest. 100 years ago, we all thought that Qiao Fei, the king of Zhennan, had died like this. We didn't expect to appear in the imperial capital again in seven years, and his strength would increase greatly. It seems that it has something to do with the disappearance of Qiao's family for no reason when he was killed.

Qiao Fei's strength has also become a disease of Chu Qin and Douluo College. They also racked their brains to get rid of Qiao Fei. However, his strength is so strong that even if everyone is together, he cannot be Qiao Fei's opponent.

Speaking of Qiao Fei, Luo Feng and the three were also worried, afraid that the unrivaled demon god would return to the imperial capital, wash the imperial capital or raise his hand to destroy Douluo College.

Luo Feng sighed leisurely and asked slowly, "Emperor, the unrivaled demon god has not appeared since the war with the mysterious yellow clay man on the desert island. It has been 100 years now. Do you think the demon god will come to the imperial capital to trouble us?"

"This old man doesn't say much. Now that his enmity with Qiao Fei has reached a deep point, it is impossible for him to easily put down his hatred. Maybe one day he will appear again and again. At that time, I'm afraid that no one in the whole kingdom can stop Qiao Fei." Chu Qin was also worried, afraid that Qiao Fei would come to the imperial capital to revenge again.

Qiao Fei's power is also witnessed by practitioners in the whole Kaiyuan continent. His strength has also surprised many strong people who have been in the world for many years. How can they not worry?

Luo Feng coughed twice to break this situation, and then looked at the big bell that was beaten by Qiao Yun and asked with a serious question: "That's right, how can this madman be executed?"

"Humph, his strength has been so strong in just a hundred years. If he continues to grow up, he will definitely surpass his father, so he can't leave a big trouble, otherwise he will be in crisis with the whole kingdom." Chu Qin's eyes are full of murder.

"Yes, cutting grass and rooting can't let this madman stay. There will definitely be a crisis in Douluo College in the future."

The two elders standing next to Luo Feng also hurriedly echoed.

Qiao Yun was trapped in the big clock. He took several consecutive prints. Except for the continuous deformation of the big clock, there was no sign of cracking. There was really no way out.

The old monster Chu Qin walked to the big bell, and his palms were carefully attached to the big clock.

As Chu Qin injected fighting gas into the big clock, the bell buzzed and dull sounded, which made Qiao Yun's ears, who were trapped inside a little painful. Qiao Yun was stunned to find that when the old monster injected fighting spirit into the big clock, the space in the big clock began to shrink, and obviously wanted to kill himself with the big clock.

" boss, do you want me to help you?" The black mandarin also sensed the danger and quickly got out of the sleeve robe and stayed on Qiao Yun's shoulder.

The power of the colorful divine wood is extremely powerful, and Qiao Yun has to rely on the colorful divine wood held in the arms of the black mandarin. He nodded and answered, "Okay, the black man will do its best to destroy this big clock, and the boss is going to kill the old and immortal things outside."

"No problem, boss, just watch how the black hoach destroyed this big bell." The black mant raised his little head and vowed.

Two small claws held the colorful divine wood and waved dozens of colorful lights.

"Zing, Zheng, Zheng..." The colorful light fell on the bell and made a harsh metal impact sound, and there were no cracks except that the colorful light deformed the clock.

When seeing the big clock 'is intact', the black loach was also unwilling to wave the colorful divine wood, but the result of the colorful light hitting the big clock was the same as before, like a piece of sticky mud that could not be damaged by others.

"The boss can't do it. I don't know what material this broken clock is made of. Even if it is deformed, it won't be destroyed." In desperation, the black mandarin returned to Qiao Yun's shoulder with the colorful tree in his arms.

"Let me..." The little sparrow also flew out and unfolded the pair of small wings, and the divine feathers on the wings were shining.

A pair of smart little eyes carefully observed the big bell that was almost deformed like mud, and then the little sparrow made a crisp cry in its mouth, and the divine feathers on its body bloomed like a divine feather.

A few divine lights bombarded directly to the bell like a long rainbow...

"Boom, boom, boom..." The divine light directly pierced the clock, and then the clock appeared a spider web-like crack, and then broke into pieces and fell to the ground.

"How is this possible? My yellow clock is even difficult to break the gods of heaven. Why was it suddenly destroyed by a few inexplicable divine lights? When he saw that the bell was destroyed, Chu Qin's face was as pale as a dead face, his voice trembled, and he looked at Qiao Yun with horror.

Qiao Yun was also too lazy to talk nonsense with these old guys. He stepped on the ground with two feet, forming a hand knife on one side of his palm. The soaring flame surrounded the knife and cut Chu Qin's neck, and whispered at the same time, "Fight broken palm."

Chu Qin, who was originally at a loss, immediately shook his mind when he saw Qiao Yun's attack approaching.