Chapter 3478: The clock of time

"How about, Feng Qian, I am not qualified to be your master?" Fang Chuan smiled and looked at Feng Qian who was defeated.
"You are not qualified!"
Feng Qian yelled angrily: "Even the emperor only asked me to join him. Between heaven and earth, no one can make me surrender!"
"Not necessarily."
Fang Chuan smiled: "Unless you blew yourself up, otherwise, you can't escape the fate of becoming my mount."
"Emperor, don't you care about it?" Feng periscoped the sky, and let out a loud roar, his voice spreading far.
"What, even Master Feng Qian is not his opponent?"
"Master Feng Qian is defeated?"
"Is this man even more domineering than the Prince of Heaven, so does the Prince of Heaven condone him?"
Everyone was stunned. They didn't expect that Fang Chuan would be able to defeat Feng Qian, let alone believe that the emperor didn't care.
"I will not interfere with your affairs."
The emperor's voice came: "But, Fang Chuan, if you are too much, don't think I can't deal with you!"
"it is good."
Fang Chuan listened to the emperor's words, understood the emperor's bottom line, and looked at Feng Qian: "Give Tang a face, you give me your clock of time."
"Impossible!" Feng Qian said angrily.
boom--
Fang Chuan made a mudra, and suddenly formed a big five-fingered hand, which contained the five elements, directly hitting Feng Qian's body.
Feng Qian roared and was crushed to the ground.
The power of the Five Elements blasted Feng Qian's body continuously, and Feng Qian cried out in pain.
Feng had never seen this secret technique, painful and unable to resist.
"You bastard, you are too much, Tianmen has the rules of Tianmen, why can't you obey?"
Feng Qian roared again and again. When fighting with the Prince of Heaven before, everyone fought openly and abide by the rules.
Because they are afraid of the emperor.
But now, this person has no worries about anything, and directly overwhelms others with force, which is too much.
Of course, these words of his were for the emperor, but the emperor did not respond, as if tacitly approving.
This made Feng Qian desperate.
Fang Chuan smiled: "I want the clock of time, otherwise, I will immediately enslave you and make you my mount."
"You demons are born to belong to the strong!"
"I absolutely meet your master's requirements!"
As Fang Chuan said, he made a handprint, forming a kind of terrifying pressure, which penetrated Feng Qian's brain.
He was forcibly subduing Feng Qian.
Om...
At this moment, there was a wave of warning in the sky.
Obviously, Tang Bingao's limit is that Feng Qian can't have an accident, otherwise, he might act on Fang Chuan.
"You understand how strong I am?"
Fang Chuan smiled, retracted the spell, and looked at Feng Qian who was angry and helpless: "I want to subdue you, but it's not too difficult."
boom--
As he said, he squeezed a tactic, and suddenly, the big five-fingered hand that suppressed Feng Qian became heavier, and the power of the five elements became more fierce.
Feng Qian screamed, his internal organs were about to split, and he was in pain.
Fang Chuan smiled again: "If you want to continue to bear it, give me the clock of time. Your clock of time has the laws of the immortal world, and I can see it."
Feng Qian almost vomited blood.
What is robbing people, is it because you like it?
Ziyun also rolled his eyes. Before, you even robbed the people of the Ninth Layer of Tribulation Realm. You still say this now?
Kaka...
As Fang Chuan was talking, Feng Qian felt that his jade-like internal organs had cracks, and it would take him a year to recover from this injury.
However, without the clock of time, his many secret methods will take more time to practice.
But if it continues, his foundation will be damaged.
This bastard!
He gritted his teeth and looked at Fang Chuan: "Okay, I'll take it, the clock of time is for you!"
Hum
After he finished speaking, Fang Chuan waved his hand, and the big hand that suppressed Feng Qian flew into the air, but he still watched.
This is obviously because Fang Chuan guarded him against turning back.
Feng Qian took a deep breath. Fang Chuan made him lose his temper. This kind of person is more difficult to deal with than the Prince of Heaven.
The prince of heaven would still make false claims to the prince of heaven.
And Fang Chuan doesn't use it at all!
As soon as he stretched out his hand, a ray of light bloomed in his hand, followed by a bell, full of the breath of the law of time.
With a wave of his hand, the clock of time flew to Fang Chuan: "Take it, I will get it back one day."
Snapped.
The clock of time fell in Fang Chuan's hands, and Fang Chuan's sense of consciousness swept away, and he sensed the law of the clock of time.
Subsequently, his mental power poured into it.
The clock of time shook suddenly and made a sound of Hongzhong and Dalü. Following that, Feng Qian's face changed and he almost vomited blood.
Fang Chuan used a very violent method to wipe out Feng's spiritual imprint that was lurking in the clock of time.
"Knowing that you want to give it to me, you still don't erase the spiritual mark."
Fang Chuan smiled, flipped his hand, sighed, the clock of time fell into his pubic world, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
He waved his hand: "Okay, it's okay, that's it for today, I am waiting for you to get back the clock of time at any time."
He smiled: "However, you are careful to be subdued by me. I really lack a mount like you. You are much more convenient than a spaceship."
"Humph!"
Feng Qian suffered a great humiliation and no longer wanted to speak. Fang Chuan's words could only make him angry. He gave a cold snort, turned and flew back to his dojo.
Knowing the shame and then courageous, he decided to practice in retreat and no longer pay attention to power disputes.
He must take back the clock of time with his own hands.
"Well, Ziyun, come here today, go to your house, and repair the Ziyun sword for you first, and then I will refine the clock of time."
After Fang Chuan finished speaking, he waved his hand and took Ziyun a big move and landed on Ziyun's dojo.
"the host."
At this time, some entourages of Ziyun Dojo flew over cautiously, and they had already received the news.
Ziyun was with Fang Chuan, and Fang Chuan even defeated Feng Qian.
This is a terrible man.
These entourages were all female monks, and Fang Chuan was curious and scared.
"You go down."
Ziyun waved his hand, then looked at Fang Chuan: "Give me Ruo's soul, and I will shape a body for him."
"Oh."
Fang Chuan waved his hand, Ruo's soul fell into Ziyun's hands, Ziyun's face showed a trace of remembrance, and he was about to leave.
"Leave the Ziyun Sword." Fang Chuan said.
"it is good."
Ziyun thought for a while. Originally, the Ziyun Sword was her magic weapon, and if the Ziyun Sword was damaged, her body was damaged.
However, she and Fang Chuan had experienced a lot of things together, and Fang Chuan had a great deal of trust, so she waved her hand and the Ziyun sword slammed into the ground.
After that, she took a step and disappeared.
"What a haste."
Fang Chuan smiled, Ziyun's charm is also good, so he only teased her occasionally to make life a little bit fun. He turned his gaze to Ziyun Sword, the corners of his mouth raised, with a trace of evil spirits.