C543 With a Single Palm Strike He Sent Her Flying

"Swish."

Ten pure white sword qi appeared and surrounded Lee Zhuohua, making him look like a Sword Immortal, with a cold aura.

As for Wen Hwa's bronze bell, it had already fallen straight towards Lee Zhuohua, as if it wanted to completely suppress him.

"Go." Lee Zhuohua shouted in a low voice. The pure white sword qi that was originally surrounding his body immediately flew up and down. After a while of stirring, all of them shot towards the bronze bell with the tip of their sword.

Ten beams of sword qi, due to their high speed, were like ten rays of light to the crowd, shooting towards Wen Hwa's bronze bell.

Wen Hwa's ancient bronze bell, on the other hand, was suppressing Lee Zhuohua with the aura of suppressing the general trend of the world.

"Humph, just a piece of cake." When Wen Hwa saw that Lee Zhuohua still dared to resist at this time, he snorted coldly and changed the technique in his right hand.

The Magic Ancient Clock shook under Wen Hwa's spell, and a strange fluctuation appeared. The Magic Ancient Clock trembled slightly.

"Dang."

A melodious and simple bell sound was transmitted from the Magic Ancient Clock.

As the bell ring rang, a layer of wrinkles appeared in the air. Then, like a wave of water, it surged towards Lee Zhuohua's ten pure white sword Qi.

"This is the Magic Ancient Clock's ringing..."

Some of the people around them cried out in shock at the change of the Magic Ancient Clock.

The ringing of the Magic Ancient Clock was not just an ordinary sound. Moreover, the Magic Ancient Clock was not just a method of suppressing the enemy with the body of the clock. Using the body to fight the enemy could be said to be the most basic skill of the Magic Ancient Clock.

The true power of the Magic Ancient Clock was reflected in the sound. It was said that the Magic Ancient Clock had nine rings, and each ring contained great power. Back then, the old man from the Demon Strategy had relied on the Magic Ancient Clock's nine rings to fight against two Heavenly Phenomenon cultivators alone. It could be seen how terrifying the power of the Demon Strategy's nine rings was.

However, it was not easy to learn the Demon Strategy's nine echos. For example, the old man had to reach the peak of the Celestial Phenomenon Realm before he could complete the nine echos. Wen Hwa was only at the Astral Realm, so he could only use the first few echos.

But even so, it was still very terrifying. Now, Wen Hwa did not hesitate to use the first ring of the Magic Ancient Clock on Lee Zhuohua, which also showed that he was determined to suppress Lee Zhuohua here.

The air caused by the bell chime fell. When it came into contact with Lee Zhuohua's ten pure white sword qi, the ten sword qi seemed to have come into contact with an extremely solid black iron, unable to take another step forward. At the same time, it twisted in the air, and then was completely scattered by the bell ring.

But after Lee Zhuohua's ten sword qi were scattered by the bell chime, the air continued to move forward, spreading towards Lee Zhuohua.

"Hmm?" Lee Zhuohua was shocked when he saw the scene in front of him. He did not expect the ancient bronze bell to be so miraculous. With just a bell chime, it broke all ten of his sword qi. This made Lee Zhuohua's expression turn serious.

"To be defeated by my Magic Ancient Clock is no injustice to you. Now lie down." Wen Hwa said coldly. He felt that Lee Zhuohua had no chance of winning in front of him. When he used the Ancient Clock to ring, it meant that Lee Zhuohua would definitely lose.

The huge Magic Ancient Clock carried a powerful air ripple and pressed down on Lee Zhuohua. Now that Lee Zhuohua's attack had been broken, he was completely exposed to Wen Hwa's attack.

"It's over. This kid is going to be crippled today." The man looked at the scene in front of him and said subconsciously.

"You're worrying too early. He's not that easy to suppress." After Yun Fan, who had been silent all this time, heard The white-robed man's words, he seemed to be replying in a low voice.

His eyes were still fixed on Wen Hwa's Magic Ancient Clock. He had been trying to understand the mysteries of the Ancient Clock since the beginning, but now that Lee Zhuohua's sword Qi had been broken, he was not worried about Lee Zhuohua at all.

"Huh? Can he still turn defeat into victory?" The White-robed Man did not believe Yun Fan's words and retorted. He knew very well what kind of power the Magic Ancient Clock had. He did not believe that Lee Zhuohua, whose method had been broken, would have a chance of winning.

"If you don't believe me, why don't we make a bet?" At this moment, Yun Fan tilted his head slightly and looked at the white-robed man with a playful expression.

Under Yun Fan's gaze, the man subconsciously took a step back. He remembered that Yun Fan was spying on him, and his expression changed slightly.

"I refuse to believe that he can win. Tell me what you want to bet." The man said as he looked at Yun Fan. He didn't believe that Lee Zhuohua could stop Wen Hwa.

"Well, let's bet on a secret of our own. If I win, you'll tell me a secret of yours, and if you win, I'll tell you a secret of my own." Yun Fan looked at the man with a smile. His eyes were filled with smiles as if he had seen through the man completely.

The man looked at Yun Fan warily. He was still wondering what he wanted to bet with, but when he heard Yun Fan's words, he seemed to understand something and a trace of shock appeared on his face.

"You..." The white-robed man pointed at Yun Fan with his right hand, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn't say anything. He felt as if some secret of his had been discovered by this strange man in front of him.

"Hahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Yun Fan

The reason why Yun Fan gambled with the man was purely to tease him. He had just found out a secret about him, but it wasn't convenient for him to say it here.

"What a good method, but it's a bit of a pipe dream." Lee Zhuohua looked at the ancient bronze bell and said.

The fact that the Holy Spirit had been broken did surprise Lee Zhuohua a little, but it was not to the extent that he felt helpless. If he had yet to break through to the Astral Realm, perhaps he would really be helpless against Wen Hwa. But the current Lee Zhuohua was not someone he could compare to in the past.

"Let's see how I break your lousy bell." Lee Zhuohua said without any trace of politeness.

At the same time, his body trembled with an even stronger wave. However, this wave was even stronger than before. In terms of aura, it had completely surpassed the Late Period of Astral Reaching Stage.

"Hmm?" Wen Hwa noticed the change in Lee Zhuohua's body and frowned slightly. However, he didn't believe that Lee Zhuohua had other methods to fight him, so he exerted his strength again, activating the bronze bell to suppress Lee Zhuohua as soon as possible.

However, what Wen Hwa did not expect was that Lee Zhuohua really had other methods to deal with him.

"So I wanted to use it as a trump card, but since you have already used this kind of method, how can I not use it?" Lee Zhuohua thought to himself.

After that, the aura on his body immediately surged. The clothes on his body continued to flutter, and a ball of dense Qi slowly gathered behind him.

When the qi gathered, it started to form a shadow.

When the surrounding people saw Lee Zhuohua's change, they did not know what other methods he had, but this kind of fluctuation also made everyone secretly feel shocked.

"He's here." When Yun Fan saw the shadow slowly appear behind Lee Zhuohua, the corner of his mouth raised slightly as he said in a low voice.

The dense Qi behind Lee Zhuohua became thicker and thicker. In the end, in everyone's eyes, it actually gathered into a thirty-foot-tall black figure.

Lee Zhuohua actually used the god behind him. This was a phenomenon of his essence. He actually used it here.

Lee Zhuohua suddenly raised his head and looked at Wen Hwa. A trace of confidence appeared on his face.

"Break it for me." Lee Zhuohua shouted in a low voice, and then his legs exerted force. He kicked on the ground, and his body shot towards the bronze bell like a cannonball.

As soon as he was off the ground, many cracks immediately appeared on the spot where he was standing. It could be imagined how strong he was.

"What is he trying to do?" When the people around saw Lee Zhuohua rushing forward, they could not understand what he was trying to do. Although they were surprised by the shadow behind Lee Zhuohua, they still did not think that Lee Zhuohua could deal with Wen Hwa's Magic Ancient Clock.

Under everyone's watchful gaze, Lee Zhuohua brought the black shadow behind him to the front of the Magic Ancient Clock. He suddenly stretched out his right hand and fiercely slapped the Magic Ancient Clock.

The black figure behind him also did the same thing as him. This black figure was the essence of Lee Zhuohua. With the support of the essence, Lee Zhuohua's strength was comparable to that of a dragon and elephant.

"He actually wants to use his physical body to fight against the Magic Ancient Clock?" The crowd, who understood Lee Zhuohua's intention, could not help but exclaim.

"You must be delusional," Wen Hwa said coldly as he looked at Lee Zhuohua's action, which was like a moth flying into the fire.

However, as soon as he finished speaking.

"Dang."

Lee Zhuohua's right hand suddenly struck the bronze bell, immediately producing a sound of metal clashing.

After that, the Magic Ancient Clock was sent flying by Lee Zhuohua's palm under everyone's disbelieving gaze.

The impact of such a scene was too great. This was Magic Ancient Clock, yet he was able to withstand it with his physical body. It was too shocking.

"What?"

Everyone fell silent. Even Wen Hwa's eyes bulged and his mouth was wide open. He looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.