The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 2512 The extremely calm Mr. Leng

Sometimes even before he makes a move, the opponent has already predicted his next move, and the power of prediction is so terrifying that it makes people a little dumbfounded.

According to common sense, it would be easy to deal with such an old guy with his strength, but he was deflated one after another when he met the opponent.

The leading black-robed man with a gloomy face looked at Mr. Leng with serious eyes. He must use all his strength at this moment, and he must kill the opponent with one blow. succeed.

The pale, dead hand was lifted up, and a black mist slowly condensed into shape in his palm under his control.

It was a bow that could be vaguely seen amidst the black mist.

The bow was made of thick black fog, and there were streaks of bloody runes on the bow, which seemed ominous.

It makes people's hearts tense.

The leading black runner pulled up the bowstring unhurriedly, and a black energy arrow appeared on it following his movements. He moved the bow and arrow, aiming the crosshairs at the center of the old man's eyebrows.

At this moment, Mr. Leng felt as if he was being targeted by a large beast, and the sense of crisis of death quickly climbed into his heart.

Subconsciously, his body instinctively rolled to the side.

"Whoosh" came the sound of piercing the air, and the moment Mr. Leng just rolled out, the black energy arrow passed through the position where he was standing just now.

If old man Leng hadn't dodged, then old man Leng would have been shot in the head by the other party.

Seeing this scene, Mr. Leng's heart couldn't help but twitched, but soon, he looked at the other party with a solemn expression.

Because the opponent aimed the arrow at him again, he didn't have time to think about it, so he could only dodge around under the opponent's arrow based on his own premonition.

Five shots in a row did not hurt Mr. Leng, although it seemed that Mr. Leng would be shot through by the opponent every time, but every time the opponent escaped narrowly at critical moments, this made the leader of the man in black go. His complexion is getting uglier.

Anger rolled in his eyes, as if it would break through his eyeballs at any moment.

Behind him, strands of black mist stalked around, like a ghost crawling out of hell.

"Oh shit."

The black flames burned rapidly, enveloping him completely, and the clawing black mist behind him quickly turned into grimaces under his control.

The grimaces were particularly ferocious, with empty eyes, sharp teeth, and faces as dry as bark, covered with blood. Their expressions were distorted and terrifying, and just looking at them would make one's scalp tingle.

"Woooooooo..."

The sound of howling ghosts and howling wolves quickly filled the entire Leng family mansion.

The leading man in black waved his hand, his eyes turned scarlet with embarrassment, and the condensed grimace behind him rushed towards Mr. Leng from all directions at a speed that lightning could hardly catch.

Facing the grimace that looked like he was rushing towards him, if it were someone else, he would have been in a panic at this time. As for the old Leng family, his face was dignified, and his eyes exuded a calm luster.

Mr. Leng is also an extremely calm person, the more dangerous the situation is, the calmer he will be.

This point has nothing to do with Leng Wuyou, it can only be said that they are exactly the same. I have to say that they are indeed a family.

High in the sky, his gaze was fixed on the downside. After looking at it for a while, he nodded in satisfaction. Obviously, he admired Mr. Leng's reaction very much.

Afterwards, he didn't stop there, he had already heard the voice of the little traitor behind him.

(End of this chapter)