"Come back to the imperial capital with me, I promise that you will not be damaged in the slightest in my hands!" The blind swordsman was dressed in white like snow, proudly independent of this, without a trace of murderous aura on his body, and even from a distance, he felt that he seemed to be no different from ordinary people.

However, whether it is Le Bing or Baobao, in front of this person, there will be a sense of suffocation psychologically, as if this man is standing here, and he has cut off everyone's breathing path.

That strange sense of power is something that Le Bing has never seen, even in the face of those powerhouses in the Martial Emperor Realm, Le Bing has never had such a low sigh.

At this moment, he understood how powerful his opponent was at this time.

Holy Steps!

With the power of Emperor Wu to face the Holy Rank, it is like a newborn baby holding a bottle to deal with a general with full armor, the gap is so big that it can't be calculated by reason at all!

However, it is clear that the matter is not over yet.

Just when Le Bing and the three of them were calmly responding, a sound of footsteps came from the depths of the forest, and then, Wang Hong, who was dressed in a red robe, came out of the forest.

Holding a bloodshot roasted beast leg, Wang Hong swallowed it in a big gulp, the corners of his eyebrows lit up, and he stared coldly at the unconscious Leng Meiying.

As for Le Bing and the others, he didn't even look at them.

In the eyes of a saint-level powerhouse like Wang Hong, a martial emperor-level rookie like Le Bing is not worth mentioning at all.

"Lao Bai, you are so good, fortunately, Lao Tzu is not stupid, otherwise this credit will let you rob it all alone! Tsk, it's really a little beauty, hey, it's still a chick-er, hahahaha, God treats me well, I know that Lao Tzu has been working hard these days, and he actually sent such a beautiful little beauty to Lao Tzu to explain his slander......"

The filthy meaning of Wang Hong's words was completely undisguised, Le Bing, Xi Wu Zero, and the three of them were furious at the first time.

Needless to say, Leng Meiying is a god-like existence in his heart, what believer would let his god be insulted?

That unforgivable feeling instantly filled Le Bing's whole body.

"Damn, damn it, damn it! I want you, pay for your words and deeds! ”

Le Bing roared in a deep voice, and with a wave of his palm, a huge gray shadow walked out of the gray low curtain.

The thousand-legged beast of tens and hundreds of meters roared as soon as it appeared, although it was only a Martial Emperor pinnacle-level demonic beast, but feeling the anger of its master, even if there were two holy ranks and more than a dozen Martial Emperor Realm powerhouses standing in front of it, it dared to roar.

However, it only dared to roar, and after the roar, the thousand-legged beast trembled in fright under Wang Hong's gaze.

At the same time, two huge shadows popped out next to him.

It's the flaming lion of the sunset dance and the explosion of King Kong!

The level of the two demonic beasts is not as high as that of the Thousand-legged Beast, and their appearance momentum is not as powerful as that of the Thousand-legged Beast.

As soon as they appeared, they just stared and prepared, and did not act out of the ordinary, but their eyes were so firm, without a trace of fear, this is a state that even Le Bing's six-rank peak demonic beast can't reach!

"Huh? These damn little reptiles still dare to glare at Lao Tzu? Hum! Wang Hong sneered, took a step forward, and then threw the beast leg in his hand.