The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 1222
Boom, a sky-shattering loud noise erupted, and the attacks of the two collided together in amazement.

Everyone stared blankly at the battle, their breaths were short of breath, and their bodies couldn't help shaking.

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A white sword light that seemed to be able to penetrate the sky and the earth, with a light golden color, burst out from Leng Wuyou's Divine Phoenix Sword, and cut towards the dense chain net.

The net of chains, under this sword, melted instantly like the spring snow.

The white sword energy continued unabated, heading towards Kecha's face all the way, but Kecha's expression changed, his figure flickered in the air, and he hid directly behind the blood pupil above the sky.

The white sword light cut on the blood pupil, tearing, like the sound of cloth being torn, and then the blood pupil opened a hole, as if countless scarlet blood spurted out, above the sky, like There was a pouring rain of blood.

The splashing rain of blood flowed down the river and landed on the ground, directly corroding the small holes one by one.

Seeing this scene, the human cultivators' faces changed drastically, and they hurriedly used their means to block the erosion of the blood rain, and then continued to look at the battle.

For them, this battle is something they can meet but cannot seek, and the battle between the two strong men has benefited them a lot.

After Xuetong was severely injured, Kecha couldn't help but let out a scream. That Xuetong was one of his eyes.

The reason why he let out his blood pupil is because this blood pupil has the function of assisting him, and it has many blessings to his abilities. He did it because he felt the strength of Leng Wuyou.

But now, he could not steal a chicken and lost a lot of rice, his blood pupil was severely injured, and even his breath fell at an extremely fast speed.

No, he gritted his teeth firmly, if he continues now, Leng Wuyou will not die today, he will be the one who dies.

Forget it, since you can't complete the task of Lord Saint Servant, that's the only way to go. Anyway, Lord Saint Servant has said that he can't kill Leng Wuyou, so there is no need for him to stay.

His hand was attached to the blood pupil, and the next moment the blood pupil in the sky disappeared instantly, and when it reappeared, it was embedded in his left eye socket, and black mist filled his body, covering his whole body. Slowly wrapped, Leng Wuyou narrowed his eyes, seeing him like this, he knew that he was going to run.

The last time I let this guy run away, this time I want this guy to stay no matter what.

In Leng Wuyou's ink-colored phoenix eyes, a stern cold light flickered, and the killing intent was already revealed.

Ke Cha, who felt the murderous intent, said badly, and quickly urged the black mist on his body to wrap himself up quickly. Seeing that the black mist had already covered his whole body, his whole body was already covered little by little. He disappeared in the air, but at the moment when his body was empty, the surrounding air suddenly stagnated, the wind seemed to stop at this moment, and time seemed to be frozen by something at this moment.

Kecha, who was originally disappearing and becoming transparent, suddenly stopped in mid-air, and his figure no longer dissipated, but gradually became solid again.

Ke Yu's pupils shrank, and in just a moment, he had re-transformed into a real body, just like time was reversed, and the black mist re-entered his body.

He looked at Leng Wuyou in disbelief, feeling the force of confinement around him, and his expression became extremely ugly for a moment.

"How is it possible? Could it be that you also have the talent to confine space, or do you have a treasure that can confine space?" Ke Zha's thin voice was full of disbelief, and his eyes widened. , staring fixedly at Leng Wuyou, the scarlet light kept flickering, it could be seen that his mood was very ups and downs at the moment.

"Oh, no, I don't have any treasures either." Leng Wuyou's voice was flat, her eyes turned to her shoulder, where a small purple cat the size of a palm was lying there, wagging its tail, looking Very proud.

After going through the last retreat, Eggy has been able to put away his true form, and now what he transformed into is a purple kitten.

(End of this chapter)