The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 285 Big Fish
Thinking of him as a person who has lived for countless tens of thousands of years, his strength background is not low.

The reason why he didn't make a move now was because they were in the space tunnel now. Once they fought, the space tunnel might collapse. He didn't care, he was just worried that it would hurt the little girl.

Just when the two were about to step out of the space corridor, the man finally caught up.

A black light twisted and bound toward Leng Wuyou, "Qibao be careful." Jun Moyuan pulled Leng Wuyou away, his face was gloomy, and his slender hands stretched out, grabbing the black thread directly. When it tightened, the black thread instantly shattered.

He raised his eyes, looking darkly at the person who slowly appeared.

"You almost ran away." The man looked at Leng Wuyou and Jun Moyuan with gloomy pupils, his voice was like a bellows being pulled, and it was extremely unpleasant.

It can be regarded as catching up. These two people run fast. He is not good at speed. He has spent a lot of thought in order to catch up with these two people. When he catches them...

Heh, the corners of his mouth twitched, and a rage flashed across his pupils.

"It came quite quickly." Jun Moyuan protected Leng Wuyou behind him, signaling that they would fight later, and she would leave first.

Leng Wuyou didn't refuse, because she knew that she would only be a drag if she stayed, and that person's aura was very strong, stronger than her by not a little bit.

For the first time, Leng Wuyou hated his own weakness.

Her lips were pursed into a line, and she was pulling on Jun Moyuan's sleeves, her fingertips turned white from too much force.

In fact, she knew that it was not that she was too weak, but that the enemy was too strong. After all, the other party was an old monster who had lived for countless years, and she was just a newcomer to the cultivation world. She just watched this man sacrifice his life for her. Forget death, I was unwilling in my heart, unwilling that they could not fight side by side.

The man's eyes darkened, came quickly?Is this mocking him?
He looked at Jun Moyuan, and after not feeling how strong the aura was on him, he relaxed a little. He rolled his eyes and saw Leng Wuyou behind him. He narrowed his eyes, this aura...

"The people of the Spirit Clan, heh, are still the direct blood of the Spirit Clan." Did this catch a big fish?
Although the aura on that boy's body was already very weak, he stayed here all year round, and he was particularly sensitive to the aura of the spirit race.

Hearing his words, Leng Wuyou's body tensed up, Jun Moyuan's heart sank, this person cannot stay, otherwise it will bring trouble to Qibao.

"If you can obediently follow me..."

Before he finished speaking, Jun Moyuan made a move directly, a big move that killed the enemy and killed him as soon as he made a move.

Caught off guard by being attacked, the man's face under the mask was distorted, he gritted his teeth, and the sound like a bellows being pulled was sharper and harsher, "Very good, if you don't want to toast and eat fine wine, then don't blame me You are welcome."

As the words fell, a bone claw appeared in his hand. The bone claw was cold and full of resentment, and the bone claw turned out to be a human bone.

"Jie Jie, this resentful soldier is made by me with the bones of thousands of people. It is a good treasure. It has their resentment and poison attached to it. As long as you are injured by it, you will die in a breath. Turned into a puddle of blood, hahahahaha..."

A river of blood fell from the sky, pouring directly on his head and face.

His loud laughter stopped abruptly.

Jun Moyuan waved his hands indifferently.

Leng Wuyou watched from the side with a strange expression. Why does this person look abnormal? How can anyone tell the enemy about the characteristics of his weapon? Isn't this revealing his hole card? Could it be that this is not his hole card? There is also a hole card.

Moreover, Leng Wuyou frowned, the bone claw refining method was too vicious, her eyes turned cold.

The person who was poured all over his head and face became violent in an instant.

This was the second time he was interrupted, it was simply unforgivable, he looked at Jun Moyuan, his pupils were terribly cold.

(End of this chapter)