Chapter 550 (1/2)

Yan Qingyang sacrificed the East emperor's bell and said, ”well, don't you want to see it? Now, take a closer look!”

When the East emperor's bell flew into the air, it became huge. The pattern on it was flowing and shining. Yan Qingyang beat the East emperor's bell with both hands!

”Hum!” The East emperor's bell made a long, dull sound.

Master Moyun was very happy. His eyes were wide open. He greedily looked at the East emperor clock. His body was shocked when the voice came.

All of a sudden, a huge dragon shadow rises behind Yan Qingyang. With a long bell, the huge dragon shadow turns into a fire dragon and rolls to the leader of Moyun like lightning.

”It's up to you?”, The master of Moyun snorted and waved. A huge palm appeared in the air and grasped the Dragon shadow gently.

However, the dragon's shadow came whistling. It seemed to be fierce. Before it came to him, it dissipated like smoke.

He fixed his eyes and saw that the figure of Yan Qingyang had disappeared in front of him.

Master Moyun sneered and clapped his huge hand.

”Boom!” The nearby peaks swayed a few times, and one of them was smashed and flattened.

A purple figure quickly fell to the ground.

With a wave of the sleeve of the robe, the tip of the foot was light, and it fell to the ground in an instant.

He was very angry. He didn't expect to let Yan Qingyang escape. He was a fit friar, and his strength crushed Yan Qingyang. The East emperor bell just made him crazy for a moment, but it just let him for a moment. Later, Yan Qingyang shot in vain and almost fooled him.

However, in the end is the strength of the powerful, just his hand down, Yan Qingyang certainly suffered a lot of injuries.

He just needs to go down and find out where she is.

Master Moyun fell down, just beside a canyon. He walked along the canyon for two steps, and then he saw the trace of blood on the ground.

After a few more steps, he saw Yan Qingyang, who was sitting on the ground with a dispirited face.

”Oh! Are you running? If you have the ability, run again Master Moyun pushed forward step by step and said with a sneer.

Yan Qingyang looks pale and raises her head. Just now, under the cover of the dragon's shadow, she quickly retreats from the golden lotus throne. However, she underestimates the combat power of the fit friar.

She and master Moyun had no fight or escape at all!

Yan Qingyang is supporting with her left arm, and is about to stand up. Inadvertently, her left hand touches a cool thing. Then, he sees the coming master of Moyun in a daze, and looks along her hand. He is stunned and stops.