"How could you not be dead?"

At this time, the second prince Bai Feng also saw Leng Mingying, and compared to his own subordinates, Bai Feng was even more panicked.

"This can't be, this can't be, no one can survive under the wild hooves of that kind of beast herd, you, are you a human or a ghost?"

Bai Feng was swept away by Leng Meiying's icy eyes, and suddenly his mind seemed to be frozen, and he kept repeating that sentence.

Leng Meiying's blade swirled, and another sword slashed out of his hand, approaching Bai Feng's face.

The person in that palace is worthy of being the seventh-rank Martial Emperor, although he is only a junior Martial Emperor, but his reaction is still amazingly fast.

At the moment when Leng Meiying made a move, he also made the same move, shattering Leng Meiying's knife with one punch, and then came with all the remaining strength, and came with inertia.

"Warcraft can't trample on you? Well, let's poison you into an ugly monster, and then slowly torture you to death! ”

The humiliation he suffered last time in the Zhenguo Houfu, the palace people had completely held a grudge against Leng Meiying, so although he didn't have the order of the second prince, he made up his mind to poison Leng Meiying!

Hmph, poison, thinking of this, Leng Meiying couldn't help but count the strange poison in his body on the second prince at this moment. I saw Leng Meiying sneering, and the demon lotus between her eyebrows suddenly turned red, flashing weirdly.

The two figures quickly hedged against each other, staggered over each other.

The palm wind, the poisonous fist, the intertwined glow, the complement into a pair, and the desire to force Leng Meiying to have no way out.

Looking at the palace people who rose to the sky, the three night scales in the distance were so shocked that they exhaled softly.

"Oh my God, it's a Martial Emperor, it's a Martial Emperor-level person, what should I do? Can the captain beat this gelding? ”

Su Qi's face was full of worry, his hands were clenched tightly, and his green tendons were exposed.

Nightscale didn't speak to Le Bing, just stared at the battle in the distance without blinking.

Putting aside the worry about Leng Meiying, the battle of the masters of the Seven-Rank Martial Emperor Realm was not something that could be seen casually, so the two of them opened their eyes wide and stared at the two sides of the battle.

And at this time, the Extreme Fantasy Xuanbing Bird and a man and a woman on Zhu Tianhong's roaring beast also discovered the battle not far away, and the two frowned, and then hurried over.

The cold sleep shadow was awe-inspiring, a hint of red flashed on the powdered face, and the three-inch short knife in his hand quickly slashed with strange blades.

"Kill him, kill him, hahaha, kill this kind of goods with one knife, hahaha!"

In the sea of qi, the three-inch golden boy of the divine dragon kept roaring, as if he was fighting himself.

Skirts, body movements, foot movements, knife spins!

The movement of the cold sleep shadow seems to be flowing water, without the slightest breath of dust.

With a sweep of his body, the short knife spinning between his fingers suddenly burst into a dazzling brilliance.

It was like the shadow of a dragon descending from the nine heavens, roaring from the void.

The sword light, which was already sharp enough, added another three layers of domineering, swirling into a huge swirl of light in the air, and then angrily faced the deep palace master!

The fists and palms are staggered, the blades are sharp, and the stars are broken through the sky all the way, and the fog comes.

On the other side, the transparent sword swirled and formed, as if the palm of a god was constantly fiddling, and the sound was hoarse.

One is feminine and the other is strong.

Leisurely, the two collided together with a roar.

The sword was shattered in an instant, and the palace people laughed, and they were about to praise it again.

Suddenly, a foot-long golden dragon shadow suddenly drilled out of the shattered sword, like lightning, and slammed into the chest of the palace man.