And it’s a silver-level Black Silver Giant Tiger! Gold, silver, and bronze are the three-level deity bodies. Most people are the most basic. Even the bronze-level deity body cannot be cultivated.
Unexpectedly, this Wang Hu was actually at the silver level. Leng Mei's eyes darkened, and she became even more vigilant.
The black silver giant tiger stepped on the fire, and every step was filled with sparks, making everyone in the audience unable to open their eyes. They were shocked by the evil aura emanating from the tiger's body. The black silver giant tiger's sharp claws moved toward Leng Mei.
He rushed over, trying hard to scratch Leng Mei's face.
Leng Mei didn't dare to say anything else. Agility was her life-saving strength. Leng Mei's body flashed and she avoided this move like lightning. The giant black silver tiger stared with two eyes as big as copper bells.
, he ran towards her with his mouth wide open.
Every move is a fatal and ruthless move, and every move is directed towards Leng Mei's face.
Facing a tiger that was so much stronger than her body, although it was not physical, its attack power was a real powerful illusion. Leng Mei sneered, and the seven-color illusion condensed into a defensive illusion to prevent herself from being harmed.
Seeing that Leng Mei was gradually losing ground, the people in the audience couldn't help but sarcastically said: "Sure enough, how can we win this two-level battle? This Huangfu Leng Mei really overestimates his own capabilities, and now he is really riding a tiger with difficulty.
oh!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this Wang Hu really doesn't know how to show mercy at all. For such a beauty, he specially attacks her face. What a pity it would be if one of these fireballs accidentally burns her face."
"Then this is also a lesson to this ungrateful Huangfu Lengmei. Look at the way she acted like that just now, she must have made a fool of herself now, haha."
"Hahaha, Huangfu Lengmei, you must be afraid! It's still too late to surrender now. I'll let you live. Why don't you agree to be my concubine? I'll let you go now. I'll save others from calling me Wang Hu."
I don’t know how you feel about loving the beauty, beauty?” Wang Hu’s wretched little eyes looked up and down Leng Mei’s body, making Leng Mei feel sick for a while.
Leng Mei's face sank.
A gust of cold wind immediately blew up on the field, and the force of the strong wind became stronger and stronger, as if it was about to sweep up the entire field. The black silver giant tiger was also stunned, and his body was because of
It became swaying in the huge wind, and the long red hair on the whole body began to stand upright.
"What kind of illusion is this?!" Wang Hu couldn't help but exclaimed.
Leng Mei's figure was like a ghost. In this red light, the powerful wind gradually turned into ice blue. She was like the God of Death on the Shura Field in Hell, with her eyes red and cold.
Looking directly at Wang Hu.
She curled her lips and smiled, like a Shura from hell.
Leng Mei tapped her toes and her whole body was suspended in the air.
"Burning Sky Sword Formation——"
I saw countless sharp swords flying towards Wang Hu like snow flakes, chasing him closely, and the black silver giant tiger rushed forward, looking fearless.
Do you want to seek death so soon?!
Okay! Then I will make it happen for you!
"Suffer death!" Leng Meijiao shouted, and huge wings appeared behind her, like a bloody phoenix. The flaming phoenix collided directly with the red Xuantian tiger, causing a dazzling burst of light.
The strong light was accompanied by the beast's roaring figure, but before everyone could react.
"Ouch——"
A scream rang out, right in the midst of the lightning and flint.
"Boom -" The huge Xuantian Tiger fell to the ground in response, but its eyes were blinded by the phoenix. It was stained with blood and was dying, and the light around it gradually disappeared.
"Pfft -" Wang Hu's true self was severely injured. Naturally, he was also seriously injured internally. A mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth. He covered his chest tightly and glared at Leng Mei with leopard eyes: "
You bitch!!”
Leng Mei snorted coldly, and held the bright red Fire Feather Sword tightly in her hand, turning into a magnificent sword energy and flying straight towards Wang Hu. For this kind of person, the grass will be cut without eradicating the root, and the spring breeze will revive it.
Wang Hu felt that his internal organs had been shattered by the illusion just now, and now he was in severe pain.
Seeing the offensive of the Fire Feather Sword, he didn't care so much anymore, and roared in a low voice, like the last ditch effort of a trapped animal - "Phantom! Come out!"
Leng Mei sneered, was she really going to use a bigger move?
She wanted to see what it was!
I originally thought it was some kind of hidden magic fighting spirit, but what stood in front of Wang Hu was an extremely ugly person!
