The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 519: The Abacus of the Man in Black ([-])
His abrupt figure turned into a cloud of black smoke, which slowly dissipated in the air.

However, Leng Wuyou, who was worried about Ruanxin's group, did not notice all these changes at all.

But they looked at the soft heart who stood opposite her.

Ruanxin's face turned pale in an instant, she didn't care about the skull that was about to jump in front of their eyes, but anxiously shouted to Leng Wuyou, "Brother Ling, be careful behind you."

"Master Leng is dangerous, run away quickly."

"..."

The moment Ruanxin exited, Leng Wuyou already sensed that something was wrong. Behind her, through the thin fabric, her skin seemed to feel the cold killing intent flowing towards her in the air. The dangerous breath made her feel uncomfortable. She frowned suddenly, a faint shadow of death lingered in her heart.

The black-robed man who had disappeared in mid-air appeared behind Leng Wuyou at some point. His face under the mask was hideous and terrifying. , stabbed straight down.

This time the man in black sincerely wanted to kill Leng Wuyou with one move, the sense of threat this young man gave him was too strong.

From being ignorant at the beginning, to having a little strength later, and now being afraid, this young man has become a threat to him. If his strength were a little weaker, he would have died in the hands of this young man.

He is a powerful spiritual sect man who is high in the world. Everyone respects him wherever he goes. Although more people just avoid him because of his status as an evil cultivator, no one has ever been as good as the young man in front of him. So provocative to him.

What's more, this young man also ruined his cultivation, causing his careful calculation these days to come to naught, and even the strength of his cultivation for so many years directly regressed by a big realm.

One must know that it took him a hundred years to cultivate such a great realm, and he is now over a thousand years old, so he still has a hundred years to squander and waste, and his remaining lifespan is only three or four hundred years old. , Longevity Pill and so on, he has taken a lot, and now those things have long been useless to him.

Three or four hundred years, just looking at the numbers, is not too small. In fact, these three or four hundred years are just a snap of the fingers. If within these three or four hundred years, he cannot break through to the spiritual realm, Then he will completely become a feather and become a speck of dust in this world.

So the reason he hated and wanted to kill Leng Wuyou the most was that Leng Wuyou had ruined his cultivation plan.

Therefore, since his cultivation plan was destroyed, he was already doomed to die.

Before, it was because he was thinking about the secrets and treasures on him that he didn't want to get rid of him so quickly. Now he doesn't want to know the secrets of the treasures. He just wants to kill him and take his blood to mend his skin. Lost repairs.

The moment the staff penetrated into Leng Wuyou's back heart, the expression on Leng Wuyou's face suddenly changed, and a smile suddenly appeared on his solemn face. This smile was very light and shallow, but it made the black robe There was an inexplicable feeling of uneasiness in his heart, but he was too eager to kill Leng Wuyou, so he didn't think about it at all, and didn't care about other things, just stubbornly The magic staff in his hand ruthlessly pressed down on the back of Leng Wuyou's heart.

There was a very slight sound, echoing in the empty space. Something was pierced, and the soft heart widened his eyes in horror. The round almond eyes were already full of bloodshot eyes, and the inside was flushed red.

Her lips trembled slightly, and her eyesight was blurred by tears, making it impossible for her to see what was going on there. She just murmured and kept repeating, "Brother Ling, Brother Ling, don't ..."

(End of this chapter)