Chapter 1451 (1/2)

“impossible!”

Looking at that obviously has exceeded twenty, and still continues, without any signs of the bronze bell that stopped, Qin Liehu suddenly changed his face and blurted out.

Although the bronze clock is said to be the most difficult ring to be ringed, only those who have tried will understand that it is not easy for a bronze bell to be ringed.

If you want to ring the bronze bell a lot, it is even more difficult to get into the sky. The power control requirements you need are more geometrically enhanced.

Before the bronze bell was knocked to twenty, Qin Liehu’s heart was very clear. He had already achieved his maximum limit. If he came again, he would not have enough confidence to confirm that he could ring the bronze bell again. Ten, because there are still some luck factors in it.

Today, Xiao Fan is ringing the bronze bell. I don’t know how much. It is obvious that Xiao Fan’s control over power has reached a point where no one can look at it.

This, suddenly, makes it impossible for Qin Liehu, who is very high-spirited and confident in power control, to be no less than the same generation.

“dong!”, “dong!”, “dong!”…

The bells are still going on, and everyone in the Jingyue Pavilion has long been stunned. Even the white man in the very tight white robe is completely stunned and looks at Xiao Fan with amazement.

The people who ring the bronze bell to so many are not without it. However, it is the strength that has already passed through the sky. Realm has already far surpassed the big Celestial Realm world. How can young people compare?

Among the young people, the one who can do this step has not been able to do it for thousands of years, including the sword and the dust. Others are simply unable to do so.

But now, there is one more person in the younger generation, Xiao Fan.

“Is it difficult, can this Xiao Fan really be as good as the sword?” The white robe old man suddenly and unconsciously tightened his pupil, using his own voice that he could only hear, and stunned himself.

“dong!”

The last bell finally fell, but in the quiet night pavilion, it was still silent, and even the breathing was unspeakable. For a long time, no one spoke.

“Xiao Young Master, Bronze Bell, a total of 108!” The white robe old man first woke up, then said in a very dry mouth, the voice was full of unspeakable colors.

“Bronze clock, 108 sound!”

There are already many people in the Jingyue Pavilion who have been waking up, but when they hear the white robe old man, everyone is once again in a dead silence, and the strong stunned color is suddenly a lot. The face of the people emerged.

Bronze clock, 108 sound, this kind of performance does not say that someone can get along with it, it is simply that there is no qualification to compare with it.

And the gap is far greater than difference between Heaven and Earth?

That is simply not a dimension, an order of magnitude.

“tread!”

The palm of the hand was freely retracted from the bronze clock, and then Xiao Fan stepped out in one step. The whole person came directly to the paper clock, and the palm of the hand was lifted gently, and it was pressed on the paper clock.

Suddenly!