The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 1405 Is it just like this?
Seeing that his hand was about to touch his soft heart's back, suddenly, a hand stretched out diagonally from behind, directly strangling his wrist.

Leng Er turned his head, with a half-smile on his face, the ice in his pupils was like a deep pool.

"This big brother's hand is too long, but it will be chopped off."

The young man was taken aback, and the sullen expression on his face froze immediately. He tried to withdraw his hand, but found that the other's hand was like an iron hoop, tightly wrapping around his wrist, making him Can't even twitch for half a point.

There was a thump in his heart, a bad premonition welled up in his heart, before he had time to think about it, he waved his hand again and patted Leng Er's chest.

This palm was extremely stern, and it brought out bursts of wind, which directly blew Leng Er's hair.

Just when his hand was about to slap Leng Er's chest, he turned his palm and slapped the back of the little fat man who was eating a lot of hay.

The little fat man was eating, and he didn't care about the changes around him at all, so he didn't notice it at all.

In order to protect the little fat man, Leng Er had no choice but to let go, but in the end the palm was just a sham, in fact the other party just wanted to break free from his imprisonment.

When Leng Er thought that the other party would run away, he saw the other party shouted loudly, and several people stood up from the guest seats.

They rushed directly towards Leng Wuyou at the fastest speed, bursts of black misfortune erupted from their bodies, and their strengths were all at the peak of the Spirit King.

The sudden change made the people in the main hall who were dissatisfied with Leng Wuyou speechless in shock, and their expressions changed drastically in an instant.

The timid ones shrank under the table in fright.

But the people sitting on Leng Wuyou's side were suppressed by the aura emanating from those people one by one. They wanted to escape but couldn't move at all, and felt like crying for a while.

Now that they were in danger, their previous accusations changed immediately, and they apologized to Leng Wuyou one by one, hoping that Leng Wuyou could solve these people and not harm Chi Yu.

Leng Wuyou turned a deaf ear to these people's words, and raised her eyes to look at the few people rushing towards her, her face didn't even change.

Seeing that the attacks were about to fall on her body, everyone felt that their eyes were blurred.

The next moment, with a few screams, those people had already fallen to the ground.

Everyone looked at each other for a while, and those who were scared and shrank under the table blinked when they saw this scene through the gap of the table, with a confused look on their faces.

what happened?

Why are all these people rushing?

Aren't they spirit kings?

Wasn't it still so aggressive just now?
Why did these people pounce in the blink of an eye?

Can anyone stand up and explain?

Yu Wenhuang sat on the high dragon chair, looking down with an unclear expression.

Several other powerful people also looked at Leng Wuyou with complicated expressions.

Dressed in red clothes, the young man with a cold face is currently straightening his sleeves slowly.

And at his feet were the men who had attacked her.

At this moment, these people trembled all over, looking at the young man in front of them in horror, as if the young man was a devil to them.

It is indeed a demon.

At the moment when those attacks were about to land on the boy, they all saw the boy explode at an extraordinary speed, and that speed could only allow their consciousness to catch a little trace of the wind.

Even the young man didn't use his spiritual power, and knocked these people down with a single punch.

Those are five spirit kings!

No matter how strong Leng Wuyou is, no matter how half-step Linghuang is, it is impossible to beat all five spirit kings to the ground with just one move, right? He still has this fearful look of daring to be angry but not daring to speak.

If Leng Wuyou knew what they were thinking, he would roll his eyes and tell them that these are five spirit kings, but they are just five defective products, and there is still some gap compared with the real spirit kings.

(End of this chapter)