The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 236
While thinking about it, Li Jingyuan has already made a move. His steps are extremely fast, and he arrived in front of Leng Wuyou in two steps. He raised the folding fan in his hand and stabbed towards Leng Wuyou's neck, intending to cut off Leng Wuyou's head.

Leng Wuyou's complexion remained unchanged, her plain white palms were suddenly lifted up instead of retreating, her neck was tilted back, and the fan blades brushed past the tip of her nose, with her feet as the center of a circle, her body swept across a hundred and eighty An arc, and then raised his hand to strangle Li Jingyuan's fan-holding wrist.

As soon as his subordinates added more force, Li Jingyuan's hand twisted like a snake a few times before breaking away from Leng Wuyou's restraint. Leng Wuyou narrowed his eyes, moved his foot, and a whip kicked towards him. Li Jingyuan blocked with a folding fan in his hand, but still Shocked by that strong force, he took a few steps back, his arms went numb, and even a thin opening was made in the tiger's mouth, and the scarlet inside was faintly visible.

"I underestimated you." Li Jingyuan moved his arm.

"To each other." Leng Wuyou's eyes were closed because he couldn't see, but his spiritual consciousness was always active.

The first confrontation between the two was meant to be a test, so they didn't try their best, but in their hearts, they had already felt the strength of the other party.

As for whether it is accurate or not, you have to fight to know.

Leng Wuyou didn't let Jun Moyuan make a move, she finally met a comparable opponent, who just happened to be a whetstone to sharpen her gains during this period.

Jun Moyuan naturally wanted the little girl to grow up quickly, so that he could better protect himself, so he didn't intervene, but just stood aside for her, and always paid attention to saving the little girl immediately if there was any danger.

Seeing this, Li Jingyuan's eyes flickered. He was too smart. From the very beginning when he saw Jun Moyuan make a move, he knew that they would not win today, but he had already made a move. If he wanted to retreat, there was no way out. There was only one way out. To black, to death,
And he didn't think about going back, his only relative was tortured to look like neither a ghost nor a ghost, his heart had long been darkened into a demon, and he didn't care whether he lived or died.

He knew that he couldn't kill that man, but killing that boy was enough to make him live in pain forever.

Li Jingyuan's eyes secretly brought a strange light.

He opened his hand, and the folding fan spun at a high speed. His eyes sharpened, and he flung out his palm. The folding fan spun extremely fast, turning into a black circle, and the whirling wind cut through the air, making bursts of crackling sounds.

Leng Wuyou's footsteps changed, and the black circle cut through her body, cutting her figure into pieces in an instant, without the blood and minced flesh that flowed out when the body was torn apart, obviously it was just an afterimage.

The sound of breaking wind from behind made Li Jingyuan slightly startled, at such a fast speed, while he was terrified, he suddenly turned his head, and a child's grimace flew out of his body, directly facing Leng Wuyou's fist that fell down.

Grimace was hit, and a dent was made in it. It opened its big bloody mouth, pulled its throat, and burst into tears. The shrill howling sound pierced Leng Wuyou's eardrums, and the sea of ​​gods rolled over.

"This soul puppet can actually play music!" Leng Wuyou frowned, and Li Jingyuan took the opportunity to bully him, clawing at Leng Wuyou's neck.

Leng Wuyou raised her hand, a layer of dark purple thunder clattered and flashed electric arcs on the plain white palm, her fingers bent and turned into dragon claws and collided with Li Jingyuan's claws brazenly.

Boom~
The two claws collided and made a loud noise. From the intersection of the two claws, a wave of air like a tsunami sent everyone around them flying. The platform under their feet made a cracking sound, and even the people in the sky The clouds were smashed to pieces by the air waves.

The two of you come and go, and the moves are fierce and fatal.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the two had already fought for hundreds of rounds, and Leng Wuyou still had a slight upper hand.

(End of this chapter)