Leng Meiying forced the last strength and struggled to resist.

At this time, the seven cylinders in the sea of qi let out a low roar, violently breaking through the sea of qi, the red light flashed, and it was forcibly combined with Leng Meiying's body.

It's like a piece of armor, wrapping Leng Meiying's whole body meticulously, and Leng Meiying's body can't even be seen from the outside, and even the corners of his clothes are covered.

The power of the seven cylinders surged up, adding some strength to Leng Meiying's support.

"Boom!" Between the reversed heaven and earth, Leng Sleep Shadow was attacked by more than three Saint-rank powerhouses.

Feng Tianche's wind god roar dispersed the combined power of the Saint-rank powerhouses, causing most of the Saint-rank powerhouses to lose their heads.

However, not everyone misses, at least under such a dense attack, even with their eyes closed, it is estimated that they may be hit.

Three powers, three holy rank powers, this is completely beyond Leng Meiying's ability to bear.

Even though the armor conjured out of the seven cylinders resisted part of the power, Leng Meiying still flew out without hesitation, and his body had completely turned into a bloody man when he was in mid-air.

"Grass!" Feng Tianche roared wildly, and the gods came out of their sheaths, and an eighteen-zhang long golden sword slashed across the sky and the earth, slashing down in all directions.

is like a bastard boy who doesn't know martial arts at all, Feng Tianche at this time doesn't have any moves to speak of, and he doesn't have any goals to speak of.

The mad demons danced, and in the face of enemies from all directions, Feng Tianche seemed to be crazy, and slashed aimlessly.

Except for avoiding the direction of the cold sleep, the rest of the place is completely random slashing.

Although this may seem aimless, it is very practical.

It was just an instant, and Feng Tianche's mad demons slaughtered three of the ten Saint-rank powerhouses.

The world's number one divine soldier Shenhuang was extremely sharp at this time, no matter which holy rank powerhouse, when he touched Shenhuang's sword, he was instantly cut into two pieces.

The body is cut into two pieces, and no matter how powerful and strong it is, it is dead in this case.

There is no possibility of curing at all, although these two killed Saint-rank powerhouses are still struggling, but they are not far from being completely cut off.

Feng Tianche seemed to be crazy, the mad demons danced wildly, and the powerhouses of the Holy Rank and the old lion and the old crane no longer dared to lightly plunder the Divine Glory, and kept retreating.

And Feng Tianche's goal also became clear, and he worked hard to kill Liu Xian'er.

He never thought that his beloved girl would be beaten in front of him.

This kind of shame, this kind of anger, simply made Feng Tianche completely forget everything.

He has only one purpose now, that is, to completely kill Liu Xian'er, a cheap woman!

However, after all, this was a terrifying array that made him and Leng Meiying helpless.

Feng Tianche worked very hard, but his wish was contrary to reality, not only did he not get close to Liu Xian'er, but he was further and further away from her.

"Hmph, a bunch of useless garbage!" When Liu Xian'er saw that the three Saint-rank powerhouses were killed, she was also angry.

She didn't feel any heartache for the loss of the powerhouse of the Martial Emperor Realm, after all, she could kill Leng Meiying and follow Feng Tianche, and it didn't matter if she lost some.