The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 118

It was clearly just a crisp bell sound, but with the blessing of this dark spiritual power, it instantly became piercing and sharp, the sound pierced through the eardrums, entered the sea of ​​gods, and set off huge waves.

Under the sound of the voice, people with low cultivation bases bleed one by one from their seven orifices.

"Hmph." Leng Wuyou snorted coldly, his voice was mixed with spiritual power, and Fu Lianyi's sound skills were broken in just one encounter.

The first move of the two is obviously just to test each other.

"I should have come back earlier to kill you." If she hadn't been unable to get away from her, how could Leng Wuyou have survived to this day, and gave him the strength to fight her.

"Should I be glad you didn't do that?" Leng Wuyou said in a cold tone. If Fu Lianyi had killed her early, she might not be where she is today, but there is no if, because Fu Lianyi has already missed that opportunity. And now she is not something that Fu Lianyi can kill.

Fu Lianyi's eyes were completely covered by dark spiritual power. With a flick of her hand, the black bell originally tied to her wrist flew out. The bell transformed rapidly in mid-air, and turned into a long black sword in the blink of an eye. There was also the black bell hanging from it.

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The long sword drew a black sword arc in the air, and a thin crack was cut into the stone surface of the ring, two fingers deep.

Fu Lianyi raised her hand, and the long sword automatically flew into her palm.

As soon as the sword was in the hand, there was a killing buzz.

The aura on her body began to climb, from Tianling to the peak of a great spiritual master in an instant, and then entered the spirit king realm.

"Hiss, she turned out to be a strong spirit king. How is this possible? You must know that His Royal Highness, who is number one on the genius list, is only in the realm of a great spiritual master."

"Are all those who come out of the academy so young and promising?"

"Fairy Lianyi is a strong spirit king, so wouldn't Leng Wuyou be sure to lose?"

"Maybe he must die!"

Is King Ling amazing?She seems to be too!

Then, while everyone was stunned, Leng Wuyou's aura also rose all the way, and did not stop until Lingwang Yizhong.

"I, me, me, damn it, Leng Qifu... Ah bah, Leng Wuyou, he is also a strong spirit king, isn't he unable to cultivate?"

"I met him a few months ago, when he was a piece of shit."

"What did you say, you said he was a waste a few months ago, then his strength as a spirit king..."

Everyone dared not think about it, what is the concept of a person who has not broken through to a spiritual king in a few months?
Even if the members of the Leng family knew that Leng Wuyou could cultivate, they could probably guess that she had hidden a lot of strength, but they never expected that he was actually a spirit king!

Leng Wuhan was so calm, he knew that Xiao Qi must have broken through in the trial palace.

Leng Wuqing was the first to know that Leng Wuyou could cultivate, and her cultivation speed was very fast, but she never expected that she would be so perverted.

Si Ruoli gnawed half of a spirit fruit in his hand, fell to the ground with a thud, and rolled to Si Ruoxi's feet, "Second sister, I'm not dreaming, I actually have a little spirit king, hehehe !"

Looking at Si Ruoli who was smiling like a fool, Si Ruoxi rolled his eyes and reprimanded angrily: "You see, Wuyou is already the Spirit King now, how about you? You are still a little heavenly spirit, if you don't Hurry up and practice, you don't want to catch up with Wuyou in the future, although you can't catch up now."

"So I underestimated you." Fu Lianyi squinted her eyes, the long sword in her hand was gaining momentum, and she swung the sword. Before the sword light came out, the sword wind shot out a meter long, and the fierce sword wind tore through the air , set off the ground.

Leng Wuyou didn't move his face, instead of retreating, he swung his hand out, and suddenly golden-red flames formed a huge palm to cover it brazenly. The scorching flames seemed to burn the air, making people a little breathless.

The palm wind collided with the sword wind, and the air wave formed by the two collided overturned most of the people present. Then, the flaming giant palm collided with the sword glow, the giant palm shattered the sword glow, and the sword glow shattered the giant palm .

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Fu Lianyi waved his hand, and slashed out with another sword, Leng Wuyou didn't give up and gave another palm.

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The black sword glow shattered.

The giant flame palm came to Fu Lianyi.

Fu Lianyi didn't panic, and greeted her with a palm. The black palm and the golden red palm formed a sharp contrast. When the two palms collided, everyone subconsciously held their breath.

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There was a muffled sound, and there was a crackling sound when two palms collided.

The giant palm was annihilated, and the standing posture and position of the two remained unchanged.

But the breath around him has already started to collide violently, there is a tendency of the tip of the needle to the wheat awn.

(End of this chapter)