Chapter 1153
From the beginning to the end, her gaze never left Xuying Fengjue.

Xuying Fengjue looked at the prey he had set his sights on, and just ran away from him, but in an instant, a monstrous anger erupted from him.

"You dare to let go of my prey, you are courting death."

Feng Jue Xuying, who was originally furious because of what Leng Wuyou said before, at this moment, the anger in his chest had reached a critical point, and he exploded with a bang.

He rushed towards Leng Wuyou directly, and Sen Han's killing intent came to Leng Wuyou overwhelmingly.

Leng Wuyou's expression didn't change at all, Xuying Fengjue seemed to her to be just an ordinary high-level evil spirit. Among the evil spirits she had killed, the evil spirit in front of her , probably the bottom one among the high-ranking evil spirits she killed.

Xuying Fengjue rushed towards Leng Wuyou, the black mist in his hands condensed into crescent blades and appeared on his hands, the two intersected and directly slashed towards Leng Wuyou.

Leng Wuyou's eyes turned cold, and a strong aura burst out from his body, and he swung the Divine Phoenix Sword in his hand again.

A wisp of sword energy burst out from the sword body, domineering and harsh, as if it had the potential to rush into the night!

For this sword, Leng Wuyou only used [-]% of her strength. She is a half-step spirit emperor, and the one in front of her is only a half-step spirit king. Therefore, with this sword, she tore it open without any suspense. The two crescent moon blades that crossed.

Xuying Fengjue's face changed, and he wanted to pull back, but it was too late, that sword, the trend did not decrease, and it directly slashed down at Xuying Fengjue's Tianling.

tear
It was like the sound of brocade being torn.

The next second, it was the sharp and ear-piercing scream that sounded. The sound was so tragic that it formed waves of sound and scattered away from the ring.

Leng Wuyou narrowed his eyes, and a ray of light spread out from his body, directly covering the ring, and the sound wave that was about to rush out was directly blocked back.

Under the eyes of everyone, Xuying Fengjue's body split open again, this time the split was not caused by him because of his strength, but by Leng Wuyou's sword.

A crack appeared in the middle of Xuying Fengjue, and then spread towards his limbs.

"No, you're just a human ant, how could you kill me? I'm the holy spirit, ahhhh!" Xuying Fengjue screamed furiously, his voice was full of madness, echoing in the sky above the ring, spreading to everyone's voice In their ears, their hearts couldn't help but jump.

Holy Spirit?

What the hell is that?
Now everyone has this question in their hearts, but this time is obviously not the time for them to answer the question.

They all set their eyes on the ring, staring closely at the so-called holy spirit.

They felt it, the aura emanating from him was too terrifying, if they were to fight him, I'm afraid that except for those few top powerhouses who survived, all of them would be filled with hatred This is it.

Just like before, he just laughed and caused the sound wave to attack, killing dozens of people at the scene in an instant, and hundreds of them were seriously injured and dying.

From this, it can be seen that this so-called holy spirit is really terrifying.

If, if it wasn't for the mysterious head of the Nirvana Mercenary Group who jumped out, they would not dare to imagine the consequences.

On the high platform, Chang Mata, the president of the mercenary union, looked at Leng Wuyou, with a dazzling golden light bursting out of his eyes.

The sword light dissipated, Leng Wuyou looked at the phantom Fengjue that had not been completely shattered in front of him, frowned, sighed helplessly, and muttered to himself in a low voice, "These evil spirits are really It's hard to kill."

She immediately swung another sword, this sword did not have the power and momentum of the previous two swords, it was just ordinary, but it was enough to completely kill the evil spirit in front of her.

Xuying Fengjue's eyes that couldn't see clearly above the face revealed a ray of fear, "If you dare to kill me face to face, my Holy Temple will not let you go."

"Holy Temple?" Leng Wuyou frowned, which organization is this?Could it be the headquarters of these evil spirits?
(End of this chapter)

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