The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 1659

However, Xueyan still underestimated Leng Wuyou's strength and the temperature of the flame.

With such a grasp, the flame was not caught, but the pitch-black ghost hand was directly burned by the flame, billowing thick smoke.

The sound of ghosts crying and howling wolves came out from the ghost's hand, extremely shrill.

It seems to be able to pierce people's eardrums, and when people listen to it, they feel creepy all over their bodies, and their brains emit waves of humming.

Leng Wuyou snorted coldly, and the flames expanded instantly, engulfing the ghost hand directly.

The black pupils of the blood eyes turned blood red at this moment, he looked at Leng Wuyou, the corners of his mouth under the mask curled up in a mocking arc, disdainful and contemptuous.

"It's true that I underestimated you, but that was just my temptation."

"Now it's my turn to make a real move. I want to see what kind of skills you can show to entertain my attack."

Following Xueyan's words, two white bone chains appeared in his hands. Surrounded by a fierce aura, the white bone chains were two meters long and bit down towards Leng Wuyou like a swimming snake.

Facing the bone chains attacking her, Leng Wuyou did not retreat but advanced, the three-color lotus in his hand turned into a three-color fire whip, directly intertwined with the bone chains, the temperature in the air Once high.

"Click"

what?
Xueyan turned pale with fright, he never thought that his bone chains would be split by the opponent's whip.

He looked at Leng Wuyou in disbelief, and kept muttering to himself.

"How is it possible, how can you be so strong? You have just awakened a little bit of blood power, and I am at the peak of the Holy Qi Sea Realm!"

"Is the Spiritual Sacred Qi Sea Realm very strong? I'm sorry, I can hit it!"

Leng Wuyou's voice was icy cold, and he kept waving the fire in his hand, every time he drew it, he would force Xueyan to retreat step by step.

Seeing this bloody eye, he knew that he couldn't go on so hard, so he waved his hand away his bone chain, feeling a little distressed in his heart, but this was not the time to feel so distressed about his magic weapon.

He stepped back and directly exited the encirclement, looking at Leng Wuyou ferociously in his eyes, and his voice was vicious with a sinister murderous look.

"Give me all together, take her down, life or death!"

"Yes"

Uniform shouts resounded throughout the space.

The momentum is surging, like those well-trained troops.

At the moment when this command was issued, everyone clenched the weapons in their hands and rushed towards Leng Wuyou.

That posture, that is called a fearless person, Leng Wuyou narrowed his eyes slightly, and flicked the fire whip in his hand, directly sweeping away a large area.

Those black-robed people who were swept by the fire whip were all covered in flames, and they would turn into fire balls one by one in an instant
The flames could not be extinguished no matter what method they used, but in the end they could only let out heart-piercing screams, and fell down one after another, turning into fly ash.

But Leng Wuyou wiped out a group of people, and there will be more people to replenish them later.

Leng Wuyou frowned, something was wrong.

Obviously, there were only dozens of people surrounding her by visual inspection.

But why, the more she beats, the more people there are?

I also didn't see the appearance of space cracks, how did these personnel replenish them.

All this gave Leng Wuyou a very weird feeling.

It's like a fantasy!
With the thought, the waving movement of her hand gradually slowed down.

As the number of dead people decreased, there seemed to be a lot fewer people in black robes rushing towards her.

She closed her eyes, simply stopped the movements of her hands, and stood there quietly, while those men in black robes who rushed over continued to flow, but the number was 10 times sharper than before.

The first group of men in black robes rushed the fastest, they came in front of Leng Wuyou, raised their weapons, and slashed at Leng Wuyou's head.

Facing the fierce wind and the murderous intent coming towards his face, Leng Wuyou didn't even open his eyes, and just stood still, not even trying to dodge.

Swipe, Sen Han's long sword directly slashed across Leng Wuyou's neck, the cold feeling seemed to be able to penetrate the soul.

(End of this chapter)