The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 977
As for how relaxed he looked, Qu Mingyuan couldn't believe it, maybe it was just an act.

Inside, the viscera and six internal organs, which had been shaken by him long ago, were probably displaced.

"Well, thank you for the compliment." Leng Wuyou nodded seriously with a serious face.

Qu Mingyuan: Who praised you, MMP, can't you hear the sarcasm in my words?

"However, I just made a tentative blow just now. You were able to catch it because you were lucky. Now, boy, I want your life." Qu Mingyuan said the second half of the sentence with a gloomy tone, and he raised his palm , Controlled his thoughts and wanted to call back the long sword he had transformed with spiritual power, but found that his long sword was not moving at all. His eyebrows sank, and the light in his eyes flickered slightly.

Could it be that this boy's strength is higher than he imagined?Otherwise, why can't even call back the weapon that I have transformed.

It seems that he shouldn't be so careless.

At this moment, Qu Mingyuan's mentality has changed.

On the surface, the whole person still looks dismissive, but in fact, he has raised [-] vigilance in his heart.

Since he couldn't call it back, then he didn't call it back. With a thought in his mind, he reprimanded lightly, "Explosive."

Leng Wuyou felt the sword blade held by his fingertips begin to surge, and the corners of his mouth tugged.

The meaning of the arc was unknown, but when she felt that the fluctuation became more and more obvious, she flicked her hand and threw the long sword back towards Qu Mingyuan again, the speed was actually faster than when it came.

Qu Mingyuan's eyes turned fierce, and his figure flashed to the side in an instant. The long sword landed on the place where he was standing just now, and exploded with a bang in the next second.

A huge depression was directly blown out of the competition table, and the shattered spider web cracks spread radially and rapidly. If it weren't for the automatic recovery formation of this competition table, I am afraid that it would have been crumbling at this time.

Qu Mingyuan's eyes were deep and terrifying, and he attacked Leng Wuyou again.

His feet took strange steps on the ground, his figure looming in the air, and the fiery red flames covering his whole body made him look like a burning man.

His fingertips fluttered and he quickly made a tactic. The flames that completely enveloped his body were separated one by one, blooming into strange sparks around him.

Then those sparks spun and fell towards Leng Wuyou all over the sky with a bang.

Leng Wuyou's figure was still locked by his Qi mechanism, but these had no effect on Leng Wuyou at all.

She didn't move before, but she was too lazy to move.

One must know her strength, but Banbu Linghuang is not a bit stronger than this old man.

So now her figure moved, and the aura that had been imprisoning her all this time disappeared like a shattered mirror.

Facing the overwhelming sparks flying, Leng Wuyou took his time, spread the light blue light above his palms, and spread out layers of ripples, which was really beautiful.

As the color of the light group became darker and darker, ice flowers faintly spread out from the inside.

In the blink of an eye, the temperature around Leng Wuyou dropped rapidly, and a sliver of ice rose under Leng Wuyou's feet, spreading instantly.

In just an instant, those ice crystals had already covered more than half of the competition platform.

Now the people on the competition stage had already retreated from the competition stage when the two of them started to do it, and stood watching all this from the stage.

Standing under the competition stage at this time, one can clearly see a spectacle above, one side is fiery red, the other side is ice blue, it is really two heavens of ice and fire.

When the ice blue ball of light in Leng Wuyou's hand was close to a saturation point, Leng Wuyou raised the hand and threw the ball of light directly into the sky filled with sparks.

She whispered softly, "Scatter."

As her words fell, the icy blue light ball that was parabolic in mid-air towards those sparks scattered in an instant, like a celestial maiden scattering flowers.

A little bit of ice crystals, like the rain that fell from the sky that day, fell with a patter.

(End of this chapter)