Beast Concubine Night Crazy: The Untamable Female Slave

"How come you are not dead?"

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

"It's impossible, it's impossible, no one can survive under the hooves of that kind of beast, you, are you a human or a ghost?"

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

Leng Meiying spun the blade, and when she let go of her hand, another ray of blade light slashed out, directly approaching Bai Feng's face.

That palace man is worthy of being a seventh-rank Martial Emperor. Although he is only a junior Martial Emperor, his reaction is still surprisingly fast.

The moment Leng Meiying made a move, he also made a move, shattering Leng Meiying's sword light with a punch, and then came with all the rest of his strength.

"Wonderful beasts can't trample you to death? Well, let's poison you into an ugly monster, and slowly torture you to death!"

The last time the humiliation suffered at the residence of Marquis Zhen Guo, the palace people have completely remembered Leng Meiying's head, so although he didn't have the second prince's order, he made up his mind to kill Leng Meiying with poison. !

Hmph, poisoning, thinking of this, Leng Meiying couldn't help but attribute the strange poison on her body to the second prince.Leng Meiying sneered, and the demon lotus between her brows suddenly turned red, flashing strangely.

The two figures rushed towards each other quickly, and they were separated from each other.

The palm wind, the poisonous fist, and the mutual brilliance seal, form a pair of assistants, trying to force Leng Meiying to have no way out.

Looking at the palace man soaring into the sky, Ye Lin and the three in the distance let out a soft cry of surprise.

"Oh my God, it's the Martial Emperor, what should I do? Can the captain beat this dog?"

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

Ye Lin and Le Bing didn't speak, they just stared at the battle in the distance without blinking.

Leaving aside the worries about Leng Meiying, the battles of the seventh-rank Martial Emperor Realm masters are not something that can be seen casually, so the two of them opened their eyes wide and stared at both sides of the battle.

And at this time, a man and a woman on the Jihuan Xuanbingniao and Zhu Tianhong Roaring Beast also noticed the battle not far away, the two of them frowned, and then rushed over quickly.

Leng Meiying was as imposing as a prison, a blush flashed across her face, and the three-inch short knife in her hand was slashing with a strange glow.

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

In the air sea, Shenlong's three-inch golden boy kept roaring, as if he was fighting himself.

Skirt swings, body moves, feet move, knife spins!

Leng Meiying's movements seemed to flow like clouds and flowing water, without a trace of dust or smoke.

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

Like the shadow of a dragon descending from the nine heavens, roaring and screaming out from the void.

The knife light, which was already sharp enough, added three more domineering layers, spinning in the air into a huge whirl of light, and then angrily greeted the deep palace master!

Interlaced fists and palms, sharp blades, piercing the sky and destroying stars all the way, coming in the mist.

On the other side, the transparent sword light was spinning and forming, as if the palm of the gods was constantly fiddled with, screaming hoarsely.

One is feminine and the other is aggressive.

Leisurely, the two crashed into each other with a roar.

The sword light was shattered in an instant, and the palace man laughed, and was about to give another praise.

Suddenly, a foot-long golden dragon shadow suddenly emerged from the shattered blade light, like lightning, it slammed into the palace man's chest.