The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 742: Chapter Forty-Two: Empty Hands
The bitter wind howled, and the cold long sword turned into a ray of light at an extremely fast speed, piercing her heavenly spirit.

Leng Wuyou raised her hand slightly, her plain white palm looked extraordinarily fragile under the golden light, her palm was placed on her celestial spirit, without using any spiritual power to defend, as if she was going to catch the sword with her bare hands?

Lin Han from the outside world can naturally see through the seal to see the scene inside. Seeing this scene, the corners of his mouth curled up in a smug, vicious and cold manner.

"Hehe, it is true that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and wants to learn how others catch swords with bare hands. Heh, I don't want to see if I have that ability."

He tapped his fingertips again, and the golden light shone through.

In the upside-down space, the golden long sword that had originally turned into a golden thread was even faster, and a long phantom appeared on the hilt of the sword.

In just half a breath, the cold sword fell down, the plain white palm collided with the sharp sword point, the expected blood splash did not appear, but the sharp sword point, It was pinched by that plain white hand.

When Lin Han saw this scene, his pupils constricted suddenly, and because of his confusion, the seals on his fingers almost disappeared.

Leng Wuyou also felt the shaking of the space for a while, and there was a faint tendency to peep away. Her brows moved, and she knew what was going on without thinking about it. The corner of her mouth curled into a sneer, is it just such a little tolerance?
This is impossible, she also intends to use her own strength to shatter his self-confidence and self-esteem little by little, and make him understand that he will never be able to beat her.

Well, who told this guy to attack her people? You must know that you have done something wrong, but you have to pay the price. She just let him break down, and didn't kill him. She is so magnanimous, She felt that Lin Han should kneel down and thank him.

Lin Han had a ferocious face: Kneel down and thank you?Fuck, kneel to you uncle!
Leng Wuyou remained expressionless: I don't have a grandpa, so don't kneel down to my grandpa, just kneel down to me, I'm very happy.

Lin Han's face was as ugly as a palette: Damn, I'm going to kill you.

Leng Wuyou looked serious: Welcome.

Lin Han gritted his teeth secretly, trying to calm down the churning thoughts in his heart, the golden light flowed on his fingertips, and the seal that was about to collapse became solid again.

In the upside-down space, a golden light shot out from Leng Wuyou's fingertips holding the long sword. As soon as this golden light appeared, it suppressed the golden aura in the entire space.

The golden light snaked up Leng Wuyou's fingertips, and bound the golden sword tightly in the blink of an eye.

The golden long sword struggled, trembling continuously, trying hard to get out of the confinement, but the harder the long sword struggled, the stronger the golden light's bondage became, and in the end even the buzzing sound gradually weakened. It's like a fish that has been left in the shoal and is slaughtered.

The moment the golden light completely covered the long sword, Leng Wuyou squeezed the tip of the long sword slightly with force, and faintly heard a click sound in his ears.

On the long sword, there were cracks all over the place. Seeing that the long sword would collapse in the next second because it could not withstand Leng Wuyou's strength, but at the critical point of the long sword's collapse, Leng Wuyou The originally strained fingertips relaxed slightly.

She turned her head slightly, raised her eyes slightly, and looked at a certain place in the void, with a cold smile on the corner of her mouth.Make her look cold and evil, "What do you think of me breaking it?"

The faint voice seems to be separated by a layer of diaphragm, and it seems to be separated by a world.

The moment he heard the voice, it wasn't Lin Han who reacted the most, but Jun Moyuan. His tense body became even tighter for a moment, and there was a faint light flickering in his deep and dark pupils, which flickered on and off, "Qibao."

With Jun Moyuan's voice, he rushed straight to the magic seal on Lin Han's fingertips with the power of his soul.

(End of this chapter)