The moment the bell rang, Zhong Wen's eyes glazed over for a brief moment.
However, by the time Lin Bei struck with a punch, he had already come to his senses, punched like the wind, and faced the enemy decisively.
The incomparable sound of the Chaos Clock seemed to have little impact on him.
"boom!"
Then, in everyone's surprised eyes, Zhong Wen's fist came first and struck Lin Bei hard on the face, causing a clear crisp sound.
What the hell?
Lin Bei felt a sharp pain coming from his face, and a storm surged in his heart. For a moment, he was not even sure if his head and body were still connected.
Under the impact of unimaginable force, his body flew backwards like a missile, and soon there was only an invisible black dot left, disappearing on the endless sea.
But Lin Bei is not an ordinary person after all. He can go quickly and come back quickly.
Before Lin Xiaodie and others started to get happy, everyone felt a white shadow flash before their eyes, and the figure of the ancient demon appeared again.
"when!"
Perhaps it was because he received two consecutive punches in the face that he was somewhat embarrassed, so he no longer cared about his demeanor. While urging the Chaos Clock to emit a soul-stirring sound, he swung his fist upwards and hit Zhong Wen's chest hard. .
His right arm shone with gleaming white light, and wherever he passed, the air around him vibrated, making crackling sonic boom sounds at a speed so fast that it could no longer be caught with the naked eye.
The power of the innate spiritual treasure is so incredible that it is almost impossible to solve except by force.
And Lin Bei's timing of ringing the Chaos Bell was also impeccable.
So this time, Zhong Wen finally failed to escape, but was hit firmly in the chest by his fist.
Done!
The touch on his hand was so clear and real, a hint of joy flashed in Lin Bei's eyes, knowing that although the opponent was strong, he could not compete with the Chaos Clock.
"boom!"
The next moment, his eyes suddenly widened with disbelief, and he watched helplessly as Zhong Wen's fist hit his face.
During the whole process, Lin Bei didn't even see clearly when Zhong Wen punched, or the trajectory of the fist hitting his face.
The two of them were hit at the same time, and flew backwards under the violent impact. They jumped out of the island from one south and one north, and fell into the sea with a "plop."
The next second, the two figures reappeared above the mountain forest. Their clothes were dry and not stained by any water. They did not look like they had just climbed out of the sea.
Zhong Wen bared his teeth and touched the area on his chest with his left hand, but there was no expression of pain on his face, and his eyes still shone with fierce fighting spirit.
On the other hand, Lin Bei's cheeks were more swollen than before. Even with the double blessing of the earth dragon's essence, blood and soul power, his body was as hard as iron. He was hit by Zhong Wen in the same part continuously, which obviously still caused him to suffer a lot of damage. .
"Could it be that what you just used was the power of time?"
After repeated setbacks, he had to face up to this young man who had been sucked dry by him again. An idea flashed in his mind, and he suddenly asked with a solemn expression.
Can the power of timing also be cultivated?
Zhong Wen's performance just now made him involuntarily think of Shi Yu's path, but he was a little unsure.
After all, since the birth of the cultivation world, he has never heard of anyone who cultivated the power of time by relying on acquired efforts without the talent of time.
"good eyesight."
Zhong Wen grinned and did not deny it. As he spoke, his figure disappeared from the spot.
When the word "strength" came out of his mouth, he didn't know why, but he appeared in front of Lin Bei without any warning. He was really elusive and his movements were like lightning.
"when!"
Lin Bei was such a vigilant person. He had already been prepared for this. When Zhong Wen approached, he instinctively rang the Chaos Bell.
The effect of Xiantian Lingbao can be said to be proven after repeated trials.
Just as the bell rang, Zhong Wen's eyes darkened, and his fists inevitably stagnated. For a moment, the door was wide open, and there were flaws all over his body.
Chance!
Seeing the other party coming to his door, Lin Bei's eyes lit up. He was not willing to miss the opportunity. With his five fingers formed into claws and his soul power wrapped around him, he decisively struck out at him with a black tiger strike to his heart.
Seeing that this claw was about to hit Zhong Wen's chest, Lin Bei's pupils suddenly dilated. He watched helplessly as his palm stagnated in mid-air, as if he had hit an invisible thick wall and could no longer move forward. .
How can it be?
Lin Bei's heart was filled with turmoil, and he could hardly believe his eyes.
With his veteran combat experience, he could easily determine that it was the opponent who exerted the power of time and suspended the flow of time around him.
For practitioners of the power of time, this is certainly not an incredible operation.
But at that moment, Zhong Wen was under the influence of the Chaos Clock and was completely in a state of unconsciousness. He should have been unable to make any movements or perform any spiritual skills.
However, he just did it.
Such an unreasonable operation, how could Lin Bei not have his three views shattered and almost start to doubt his life.
If he could enter Zhong Wen's consciousness space, he would find that in a spacious house, a huge mouse comparable to a liger was holding a round bead of white jade and rubbing it, mumbling something in his mouth, and on his forehead. I was sweating like rain and looked like I was working very hard.
"Bang!" "Bang!"
By the time Lin Bei broke through the blockade of the power of time, Zhong Wen had also recovered from his daze. With two crisp sounds, one of them received a punch in the face, the other received a palm in the chest, and they all moved backwards again. They flew out, one to the south and the other to the north. The scene was exactly the same as the previous fight.
The next moment, the two of them "quickly" returned to the sky above the mountain forest again. Zhong Wen was still gearing up and full of fighting spirit, but Lin Bei's face became very ugly.
In the previous two battles, the two seemed to be on equal footing, but in the middle of the battle, he was keenly aware that Zhong Wen's recovery speed was actually a bit faster than his own.
The gap between this line is extremely subtle, but it exists objectively. It undoubtedly caused an immeasurable blow to Lin Bei's confidence.
Soul power is the supreme power that transcends the realm of saints.
With the infinite soul power provided by the Chaos Bell, Lin Bei's combat effectiveness should have far surpassed that of Zhong Wen who used spiritual power as a weapon.
However, the reality was very different from his imagination.
Not only did Zhong Wen rely on his spiritual power to unleash a lethality that was not inferior to that of Lin Bei, but his body's recovery speed was even better than him.
This feeling is like a savage holding a machete made of stone, but he is on par with a modern special forces soldier holding a thermal weapon, and even has the upper hand. It can be said to be completely contrary to common sense.
If he were in Zhong Wen's sea of consciousness, he would see a charming and charming beauty holding an ancient bronze mirror, whispering softly in her mouth, and her hot body exuding endless mysterious aura.
The surface of the bronze mirror is dazzling, with dazzling rays of light emitting one after another, disappearing on the roof.
Whenever a ray of light penetrates the roof, the aura on Zhong Wen's body will become stronger.
His monster-like bottomless recovery ability comes from this.
Of course, it is impossible for Lin Bei to see everything that happens in the "Xinhua Tibetan Scripture Pavilion".
He suppressed the shock in his heart and rushed forward again, hitting Zhong Wen ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping.
Both of them have reached the realm of cultivation, and every move exudes the terrifying power of destroying the heaven and earth. With three punches and two feet, the color of the sky and the earth changes, the sun and the moon lose their light, and the whole island trembles continuously, from time to time.
There was a loud rumbling sound, as if it would be shattered into pieces in the next second, and sink to the bottom of the sea together with everyone on the island.
Facing the chaos bell that Lin Bei rings from time to time, Zhong Wen doesn't seem to have a good way to crack it.
However, Tai Suizhu's powerful power of time also caused Lin Bei to suffer a lot.
The two of them tumbled and fought for more than ten rounds, each falling into the water several times. They fought until the waves roared and the clouds rolled. They still couldn't tell the winner, but Lin Bei's expression turned extremely ugly.
Even though he was unwilling to give in, he had to admit that he had fallen into a disadvantage in the one-on-one duel with Zhong Wen, and as time went by, the gap continued to widen.
Zhong Wen seemed to be gradually adapting to his soul power. Every time he was hit by him, the damage he received seemed to become lighter and lighter.
According to this trend, if the fight continues for an hour and a half, Lin Bei's soul power may not even be able to cause harm to him anymore.
Such a perverted ability reminded him of his old rival from ten thousand years ago, Lin Xingyue.
The Lord of the Bailing Palace was good at using exercises to simulate the enemy's spiritual attributes, thereby neutralizing the opponent's attacks. This almost rogue trick had caused countless top masters to suffer from headaches and had no way to deal with it.
Now Zhong Wen has gone one step further and tried to use exercises to simulate soul power!
And looking at this posture, his probability of success seems to be quite high.
If you delay any longer, you will lose!
"Snapped!"
Lin Bei's eyes flashed, and he knew he could not continue like this. He raised his feet a little higher, decisively stepped back more than ten feet, then raised his right hand and snapped his fingers cleanly.
A giant octopus, comparable in size to a shark, suddenly appeared above his head.