The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 1122 Here Comes
Dark World, New South City, distribution center of medium forces
Blood Hall

"The hall master is not good, there is an enemy attack."

In the conference hall of the Hall of Blood, a blood man broke in. He fell to the ground with a plop, his eyes were full of panic, his voice was trembling, and he grabbed the clothes of the middle-aged man sitting at the top of the conference hall with one hand. , the blood on his hand instantly printed a bloody handprint on the corner of the middle-aged man's clothes, "Hall master's enemy attack..."

The high-level people in the meeting hall who were discussing things changed their faces when they saw the man who broke in suddenly.

Yang Tian, ​​the master of the blood hall, looked at the blood man in front of him, his brows were tightly knit together, and his face became very ugly.

Originally, he was disturbed by someone, and he was simmering with fire in his heart, and subconsciously wanted to kick him out, but after hearing what this person said, he stopped his movements abruptly.

"What's going on? Tell me clearly." Yang Tian, ​​the master of the blood-sucking hall, had a cold tone and sharp eyes.

"Yes, someone broke in to kill..." The bloody man just opened his mouth, and the next moment his whole body trembled, and he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, which coincidentally sprayed all over the body of the hall master.

Yang Tian's face darkened, and he subconsciously kicked the person out, just like that, the person who had only one breath left, just like that, just like that.

All the high-level officials of the blood hall glanced at the corpse on the ground, and then looked at the hall master who was obviously a bit grumpy. They all opened their mouths, obviously wanting to say something. He deserved to be kicked to death. Thinking of this, all the high-level officials in the Blood Hall shut their mouths.

Yang Tian, ​​the master of the Blood Staining Hall, took a deep breath, tried to calm down his irritable mood, and then waved his hand, all the blood stains on his clothes disappeared completely.

After that, he took a step and walked outside, "Come on, let's go out and have a look, I really want to know who is so courageous, dare to come to my site to make trouble."

At this time, the martial arts arena in the Blood Hall
There is a group of several young people who are fighting against the people from the Blood Hall.

The leader was a young boy dressed in black with a cold face and a cold murderous intent exuding from all over his body.

Leng Wuyou's eyes looked around, and after scanning the circle, he found that these people were stained with a lot of deadly aura, and they were not good things at a glance, and among them, there was not even a blood-stained No one.

Seeing this, Leng Wuyou simply let go of his hands and feet, and slapped those people directly.

With a bang, the palm prints fell, and all those people turned into blood scum.

There was no need for Wei Lin and the others to take action. They were here to make soy sauce and follow Leng Wuyou to pick up those people's storage bags and the weapons that fell out of their hands.

The whole group received it with great joy, and the smile on their faces never faded.

When Yang Tian, ​​the head of the Hall of Sorrowing Blood, came, he saw such a bloody, but frenzied scene.

The body of Yang Tian, ​​the head of the Hall of Sorrowing Blood, froze, and all the high-level officials were also stupefied.

This is this...

Could it be that they went to the wrong place? This is their hall of blood?I'm afraid it's not hell and purgatory!

In the Martial Arts Field of the Blood Hall, only a few dozen people are still alive, and they are still rushing to kill Leng Wuyou and the others, while the rest of the people are all painted into a ball of dust, and the blood on the ground has gathered into a line of blood. river.

Miserable, really miserable.

The scarlet all over the place immediately pierced the eyes of all the high-level officials of the Blood-Worshiping Hall, especially Yang Tian, ​​the head of the Blood-Washing Hall, was immediately angry. His eyes were red, and the aura on his body kept rising. Then he rushed towards Leng Wuyou, "Bold and brave, you dare to come to my blood hall to make trouble and kill the people in my blood hall. It is an unforgivable crime. You will die for me."

He raised his hand, and a cloud of black light appeared in the palm of his hand, and the black light flew towards Leng Wuyou in an instant, and the black light became bigger in the air in a blink of an eye, it turned out that it was the natal magic weapon of Yang Tian, ​​the master of the blood hall , a bronze bell.

The bronze bell became bigger and bigger, facing Leng Wuyou as a hood.

(End of this chapter)