Chapter 395: One Bell Rings, Ten Thousand Bells Are Silent
Meng Fan did have a bell.
At that time, after he obtained the Qiankun Pendant, he found three things inside, the Heavenly Dipper God Destroying Taoist Scripture, the Peachwood Sword, and the Three Qing Bells.
The first two had brought him great benefits, it was only the Three Clear Bell that he had never known the usage of.
In the Pig's Hoof Mountain fissure, when he and the Old Gods were fighting the Faceless General, he had occasionally triggered the Three Ching Bell's divine power once, and the sound of the bell was so faint that it affected the Soul Attracting Formation, and let all the departed souls linger for a few moments before they were able to say their final goodbyes to the pillar.
Since then, Meng Fan had also studied that Three Clear Bells, but there had been no more gains.
"Are you the only one with a bell? I have one too!"
This time, the old man from the Pine Mountain Sect was ringing his bell more than once behind him, sounding extraordinarily noisy, and Meng Fan somewhat angrily took out the Three Clear Bells and shook it at the old man!
"Ding bell!"
A clear and penetrating sound rang out, passing through the sky and snow, sweeping through the hearts of the crowd, causing their minds to drift for a moment, their eyes instantly becoming mesmerized, only to return to normal after a few breaths.
"What kind of broken bell, shaking it for fun? How can it be compared to my Songshan Sect's town treasure!"
Seeing that there was nothing special about Meng Fan's bell, the old man showed a mocking look, then he let out a deep cry and made a gesture to shake the bell again, but at this time, something strange happened, no matter how he shook the corpse catching bell, he couldn't make any sound, as if he had become a mute.
"What's the situation?"
"How come the corpse catching bell doesn't ring anymore?"
This unexpected situation, the old man opened his eyes, dead staring at the corpse catching bell, shocked color covered his eyes, he even reached out and fiddled with the bell tongue inside the corpse catching bell, but surprisingly could not make a sound!
The crowd of onlookers also looked at each other, as if they had seen a ghost!
One bell rings, ten thousand bells are silent!
If I don't open my mouth first, which insect will dare to make a sound!
In front of the Three Clear Bells, the old man's Three Clear Bells looked as if it was ashamed of itself, not even daring to make a sound!
"Tsk, and let you make noise again!"
Meng Fan laughed, squinted his eyes, glanced at the Three Clear Bells in his hand with great interest, and the corner of his mouth hooked up in a smile, "This bell is very good, I'll be sure to study it in the future!"
Thinking of this, he shook the Three Clear Bells again with great interest, and unexpectedly the anomaly happened again!
"Boom!"
The corpse catching bell in the old man's hand unexpectedly burst open, collapsed on its own, and turned into a pile of residue, in the wind and snow, fluttering and falling to the ground!
"Pfft!"
The old man was affected by the backlash of the Corpse Catching Bell, and spewed out a large mouthful of blood, staining a large portion of his lapel, staggering, becoming dizzy, and on the verge of fainting!
"Master Zhang, stabilize!"
Seeing this, the teenager called Little Stone hurriedly ran over and supported the old man, giving Meng Fan a complicated look.
"Awesome my bell!" Meng Fan once again gazed at the Three Clear Bells in his hand with an astonished expression, "The King of Bells?"
At this time, having almost reached the entrance of the tent, seeing that the old man had been unable to exert any other means, Meng Fan put away the Three Clear Bells and grinned at the old man, "You've lost."
"I …… didn't lose!" The old man, supported by the small stone, stiffly stood up straight, his eyes were covered with blood, this moment of effort, as if he had aged dozens of years, turning into a look like he was about to go into the ground, looking a bit pitiful.
"Brother Meng Fan, this is their Beast Trapping Net." At this time, Huang Shan'er, who was wearing a dash of goose-yellow clothing, came over and placed the old man's Beast Trapping Net and the top-grade Gold Creation Dan together into Meng Fan's hands, smiling sweetly, "We won then!"
"You guys didn't win, you …… played a trick!" Seeing that the Beast Trapping Net was obtained by Meng Fan, the old man looked hideously at Meng Fan, and suddenly opened his mouth to yell, "Pine Mountain Sect disciples listen to the order, this person's means of demonic and evil, robbing me of the Beast Trapping Net, destroying my Corpse Catching Bell, is my Pine Mountain Sect mortal enemy, we all quickly exterminate this person!"
The old man's voice shook a snowy field, and added at the end: "Other people, if you help my Pine Mountain Sect to kill this person, the things on this person, in addition to the Beast Trap Network, my Pine Mountain Sect would like to give up!"
When these words came out, the crowd was moved, they had been salivating over Meng Fan's top grade pills from the beginning, and had long had the intention of taking it for themselves, but at that time, they were blocked by this old man, and now that there was a Pine Mountain Sect to take the lead, they were immediately moved, and gripped the sharp blades in their hands tightly, and followed the Pine Mountain Sect's gang, with their eyes showing their greed, and gathered over towards Meng Fan!
Seeing this, Shangguan Ning's eyebrows furrowed, her figure swayed and sped to Meng Fan's side, her body's aura bursting out, the cold mist steeply rising from her hands, condensing into two ice swords, pointing at the crowd.
As for Liu Er Evil and Huang Shan'er, they also hurriedly stood to Meng Fan's left and right, displaying their cultivation with all their might, ready to launch an attack at any time!
"Kid, taste the old man's Raging Wave Palm!"
The old man, who was the closest to Meng Fan, was the first to strike, condensing his entire body's true qi onto his right hand, a stern aura erupted out, and the nearby wind and snow seemed to have been affected by the power of the palm, suddenly changing the direction of its drifting and flying, and layer by layer it shook around the old man, shaking three times in total before it returned to normal!
"Raging Wave Palm, three layers of waves!"
The old man roared angrily and swung his palm towards Meng Fan!
"This palm is not bad!"
Meng Fan's eyes narrowed as he condensed his sight onto the old man's right palm, waving his hand at Shangguan Ning and the others, signaling them not to move, while his own figure swayed as he swung his palm and the old man's Raging Wave Palm into a hard clash!
"Boom!"
A muffled loud sound rang out, the air was as if it had exploded in the middle of the two, setting off a wave of air that swept wildly in all directions!
"Ow!"
The old man had just used the Corpse Catching Bell, his cultivation was greatly damaged, and under Meng Fan's strong physical body and cultivation, he was simply unable to withstand a single blow, and with a miserable cry, his body was as if it was a piece of snowflake in human form, drifted to a dozen or so meters away, and flopped to the ground, unconscious.
Meng Fan, on the other hand, was shocked by the counterattack, his body trembled and he took a step backward, his face showing a look of surprise!
Despite sending the old man flying with a slap, he was …… not satisfied with the result!
He has served through the luminescence Dan, strengthened the meridians, the physical body has long been through the body refining, incomparably strong, and even under the coincidence of chance, by the fire attribute physique of Mori, and then the physical body and meridians reforged once again …… Not to mention the other many opportunities for the enhancement of the combat power, many means added together, the face of the old man of the middle of the ninth level of the Condensation Spirit, he thinks …… that the step just now is absolutely not a good idea. thinks …… that step just now, absolutely should not retreat!
"That technique called Raging Wave Palm is a bit interesting, it can even stack battle power!"
"In just a short amount of effort, it has been stacked three times, and the battle power has increased three times, is this the Three Layer Wave?"
"If he were to stack it seven or eight times under his full strength, I'm afraid I'd be the one injured!"
Meng Fan's bright eyes flickered as he glanced with great meaning at the unconscious old man in the distance, and at this time, the crowd of people holding sharp blades, also gathered around, looking greedily at Meng Fan ……