The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 1172: The Sword of Thunder

Pale and bloodless complexion, scarlet lips, long and narrow eyes, slightly tapered jaws, Xue Yi looked at the blood in his palm, and his eyes were dark.

He stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick off the blood bit by bit, put down his hands, and looked at Leng Wuyou as if he was looking at someone dead, a black mist rose from his body, and the mist covered the sky and the sun.

The black mist is getting thicker and thicker, just like the thick night, covering most of the battlefield in the blink of an eye.

The humans and monsters covered by the black mist all exploded to death at this moment.

"Quick, fast back, don't be covered by this black mist."

"Ho Ho Ho ~" The scene was instantly chaotic.

The battlefield, which was already extremely tragic, became even more tragic at this moment.

Leng Wuyou's eyes narrowed slightly, and his brows couldn't help frowning. What is this black mist?Why would his body explode if he touches it? Could it be the innate supernatural power of this black-robed man. If it was his innate supernatural power, then this black-robed man would have run away because of Erling.

Thinking of this, Sen Leng's murderous intent, which was stronger than before, exploded from Leng Wuyou's body to the surroundings.

The strong killing intent, as if condensed into substance, confronted the black mist.

Behind him was a roiling evil spirit, baring its teeth and claws, as if it was about to break free from Leng Wuyou's body.

The evil spirits rolled and roared, but this time, Leng Wuyou was not affected by these evil spirits.

The Divine Phoenix Sword in her hand had been put away by him at some point, a purple light appeared in her palm, and soon, that purple light directly condensed into a Thunder Sword.

Leng Wuyou held the Thunder Sword tightly, and was not frightened by the black energy around Xue Yu at all. She covered her body with layer after layer of defensive shields, directly bullying her.

The thunder lightsaber condensed in her hand made crackling sounds incessantly, Leng Wuyou's eyes froze instantly as the arc flickered, and the purple thunder lightsaber in her hand slashed out with the movement of her swing.

Facing this sword, Xue Yi didn't dodge or dodge, just stood there, without the slightest intention of dodging. He watched the thunder sword getting closer, and with a slight twitch in his palm, there appeared a Take the black crescent sickle.

On the sickle, there is a layer of dark atmosphere, like the death sickle in the hands of the god of death.

The crescent moon sickle kept spinning in his palm, directly forming a dark disc, and he raised his hand to protect it directly in front of him.

The thunder sword hit the center of the disc, and Xue Yi's body rushed back with a strong force, and the thunder sword in Leng Wuyou's hand flashed crackling thunder, enveloping the disc in an instant.

Her eyes turned cold, and she immediately pushed the Lightning Lightsaber out forcefully. With this push, she let go of the Lightning Lightsaber with great force, and the bloody figure rushed again. Unsteady, backed up.

And Leng Wuyou, who let go of the thunder lightsaber, stepped back a hundred meters in an instant, squeezed his palm slightly, and said softly, "Explosion."

The next moment, a deafening explosion sounded, and the center of the explosion was accompanied by thunder, crackling and flickering purple thunder, directly covering the blood.

Xue Yu's pupils shrank instantly, and he let out a scream from his mouth, his body was unstable, and he fell directly from midair.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Leng Wuyou drew out the Divine Phoenix Sword again. It held a sword flower in Leng Wuyou's palm, and directly slashed out with the sword. This time, she used all her strength without leaving any leeway .

This sword Leng Wuyou used the first move of the Divine Phoenix, Mie.

As the sword swung out, a terrifying destructive sword energy appeared between the heaven and the earth. This sword seemed to be able to quell the world and burn all six regions of the world.

The heaven-shattering sword energy slashed straight down, and the blood wrapped in the thunderbolt, even though he sensed the danger, even felt the breath of death, he wanted to hide, but his body was shocked by the thunderbolt. Restricted, the whole person seems to be stuck in a quagmire, and there is no way to escape.

(End of this chapter)