However, these green branches turned into flames in the next moment......

The baby in the distance trembled, fear and worry intertwined on her face, but she couldn't shout a word, she could only keep directing her plants, and kept whipping towards Wang Hong, again and again.

The flames grew thicker and flourished around Wang Hong, which was the end of those plants under the control of the treasure moths to the fire.

"Hahaha!"

Without the slightest intention of fighting back, Wang Hong just laughed, as if the baby's resistance brought him great joy.

Xi Wu Zero had already fallen unconscious, and the masters of the Martial Emperor Realm next to him sneered one after another, obviously, it was not the first time they had seen Wang Hong behave like this.

Listening to the crackling sound of the flaming dagger piercing the human body seemed to make them feel extremely happy.

A knife pulled out a long, deep wound on half of the fat man's face, and Wang Hong smiled brightly.

It was as if he had admired his own masterpiece, and he was satisfied with this wound that would never recover.

"How is it, fat man, don't you feel very cool, don't worry, the flesh on your body is so me, I will carve a few more words on your body and then let you die, what words are you carved? Well, on the belly carved cheap - plant, on the back, just carved reptiles, hahaha, Lao Tzu is really a genius! ”

Crazy laughter startled from the forest, startling a large flock of birds.

Those Martial Emperor masters began to laugh, their faces full of cruelty.

The baby is still working hard, and even she has summoned the Dryad Giant, but Wang Hong and her are natural enemies, no matter how powerful the Dryad is, as long as Wang Hong's flame touches, it will immediately turn into a flame, and there is no power to fight back at all.

And the only one in the audience who didn't move was the blind swordsman.

He has no eyes, as if he has a sense of isolation in the face of all this, and everything has nothing to do with him.

No one noticed that the willow eyebrows of the girl who was lying at the feet of the baby moved for a moment.

"Phew!"

Under the stab of the flame knife, there was another long wound, the kind of wound burned by the flames, cooked like roasted meat, and no matter how clever the medical skills were, it could not be recovered.

Large beads of sweat flowed from Lebing's forehead and back, making him look as if he had been fished out of the water.

The suppressed voice of pain sounded low from the depths of Le Bing's throat, but there was no begging for mercy, let alone fear.

The tremendous power that erupted from the grassroots made him completely above any pain!

Even if he is barbecued alive by this dog-day-, Lao Tzu will never open his mouth to beg for mercy!

This is Le Bing's grassroots show-off, stubborn to the point of being almost stupid, but it is so tearful.

"Hahaha, boy, how does it taste, do you want Lao Tzu to add some salt to you? Tsk, I don't know what the fat man tastes like when he bakes it? Lao Tzu really wants to pay for it, hahahaha......"

The sound of wild laughter even makes people feel disgusted.

At this time, a voice like ice knocking on jade rang out.

"You seem to be having a good time!"

This sound is like ice beads falling on the jade plate, crisp, ringing in the human ear.