Douluo's opening sign to Chaos Clock

The flexible and strange movements of Yuntiange and the others made the seven people of Huyanba miserable.

It's really frustrating to be attacked by the opponent, but can't hit him or touch him.

What makes them even more uncomfortable is that the opponent's attack intensity is terrifyingly high.

The Elephant Armor Sect can become one of the seven major sects in the soul master world because of its powerful Diamond Mammoth Martial Spirit.

With the Diamond Mammoth's excellent defense, most of the soul masters' attacks against the disciples of the Tijia Sect were as if they were scraping.

But these two people made them more and more frightened.

Needless to say, Yuntiange, with his strong physical fitness, just ordinary punches and kicks were already too much for Huyanba and the others.

Every time Yuntiange hit them with a punch or palm, they felt a sharp pain of torn muscles and broken bones.

And although that young man seemed to be an agility-type soul master, his attack power was extremely powerful.

Even his sharp black claws have corrosive properties. Every time his claws scratch his body, soul power will invade his body.

It continued to wreak havoc and destruction in their bodies, burning them until their blood boiled.

"The other party is not very old, but his soul power level is terrifyingly high."

"One is a Soul Sect, and the other is close to the Soul Sect."

Hu Yanba, who was trying his best to defend himself, had his thoughts flowing rapidly.

"And their soul ring combinations are far beyond ordinary people's combinations."

"Such talents, such soul rings. Their origins are by no means simple. Compared with our Elephant Armor Sect, I am afraid that they are inferior."

Thinking of this, Hu Yanba took a breath of cold air with a hiss, and the attack rhythm instantly slowed down.

"It can be seen that they did not put in their full effort. It means that the conflict has not reached the point of being irreconcilable. Huh, then I can't do my best."

"Just let them have fun."

Huyanba increased his defense intensity, and his counterattack was just a few symbolic attacks at random.

Although Hu Yanba is used to being arrogant and domineering, he is after all a direct disciple of the Elephant Armor Sect, one of the seven major sects, and the sect has done a good job in cultivating them.

He has a very clear mind and knows when to be arrogant and domineering, and he also knows who can and cannot bully.

For example, Hu Yanba would definitely not treat the other six sects who were also members of the seven major sects like the staff of a carriage shop.

As for people from Wuhun Palace, he would be more respectful.

Seeing their boss Hu Yanba suddenly paddle into the water during the battle, the other six Elephant Armor Sect soul masters were stunned for a moment, and then they understood what their boss meant after a moment's thought.

They were not stupid, and they all started paddling in the same way.

Feeling that the other party's resistance gradually became perfunctory, Yuntiange suddenly felt bored.

"It's boring, is it over?"

"Yes." The young man smiled and nodded slightly.

"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"

Accompanied by a dragon's roar, an extremely fierce palm force rushed towards the four of Hu Yanba with an overwhelming momentum.

The surging soul power fluctuations made the people present change their expressions, and some even started to fight with each other, almost wanting to leave first.

A trace of solemnity also flashed in Hu Yanba's eyes. Even with his level 53 soul power, it was difficult to catch the opponent's palm.

"Roar!"

A dragon-shaped shadow roared, and the fourth purple soul ring on Hu Yanba's body shone brightly. His huge body like a mountain rose again, and a blue barrier firmly protected his mountain of flesh.

He really didn't dare to provoke the other two, but he would not give up his defense while paddling and let himself be really hurt by the opponent's hands.

The other six Elephant Armor Sect soul masters also followed suit, each using their third or fourth soul skills to defend against this extremely powerful palm power.

"boom!"

The dragon-shaped shadow hovered and violently collided with the blue barrier.

In an instant, the carriage hall shook violently like an earthquake, with pots, pans, tables, chairs and benches scattered all over the floor.

Even the melon-eating people watching the excitement around were shaken by the violent aftermath and became unstable.

Many people had to shake and hold on to others to steady themselves.

The young man beside Yuntiange remained motionless and even gave a thumbs up calmly.

"This guy is pretty awesome."

Yuntiange's eyes lit up, and his inner evaluation of this young man was a little higher.

He did not deliberately control the aftermath of the palm just now, and even guided the aftermath towards the opponent intentionally or unintentionally.

The purpose is to see more of the opponent's strength.

The seven of them, Hu Yanba, seemed a bit miserable.

Hu Yanba was the first to bear the brunt. He faced most of the palm power of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and his whole body was hit back seven or eight steps.

The clothes on his upper body were torn, with only a few rags hanging on his body.

The pants have also become trendy ripped pants.

His huge body was trembling slightly.

"So strong, is this really just a soul master at the soul master level?"

After calming down the churning energy and blood in his body, Hu Yanba felt a little unbelievable.

He used his fourth soul skill, but was still repulsed by the opponent.

"Fortunately, we didn't fight them to the death."

Huyanba suddenly felt happy.

As for the remaining six Elephant Armor Sect soul masters, their soul power is far inferior to that of Hu Yanba, and their condition is certainly much worse than his.

The six mountains of flesh were blasted backwards by the extremely fierce force of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, like six huge solid cannonballs.

He suddenly flew out of the hall and fell down on the dirt road of the town.

"Soul Lord? Are you really telling me this is Soul Lord?"

"Even a Soul King-level Diamond Mammoth Soul Master can't catch this palm? You must know that the Diamond Mammoth's defensive power is not inferior to that of the Black Tortoise."

"The future generations are fearful, the future generations are fearful!"

The melon-eaters focused their eyes with admiration and awe on Yuntiange, as if they were looking at a rising star in the soul master world.

Yuntiange twisted his neck and asked, "Do you want to continue the fight?"

"No, no. We are blind, let's get out of here!"

Hu Yanba's fat face squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, and ran away.

And Yuntiange had no intention of pursuing him, and the result just now was considered tacitly understood.

With his current strength, it would still take some effort to win over a soul king like Hu Yanba.

"I didn't expect his body to be so fat and flexible."

"Thank you my friend this time."

The young man smiled faintly and cupped his hands slightly.

"You're welcome. After all, I'm just here to rub against the carriage."

Yuntiange chuckled and said, "My name is Yuntiange."

"The clouds are like white clouds, the sky is like the sound of nature, and the songs are like songs."

Yuntiange really wanted to become friends with him.

It's not because of the opponent's strength or talent.

It’s the optimistic and open-minded attitude towards life in the other person.

Yuntiange asked himself, if he was also blind, then he would never be able to live as elegantly and freely as the other person.

The young man smiled warmly. His smile was always warm and gave people a very comfortable feeling.

"My surname is Yuan, the cursive character is Suiyun. That's how Yuan is."