Through the passage where the prisoners left, Leng Mei was alone, rushing outside.
When she breathed the air on the ground again, Leng Meiying seemed to feel that her state of mind had risen to another level.
The air on land is very good, at least much better than in the underground hell.
As soon as he raised his head, the hood fell down with several sharp sword rays.
Leng Meiying laughed and muttered.
"I, my feet are always on my feet."
"Into hell."
"Up to the blue sky."
"Under the blue sky and the yellow spring."
"Chi!"
A trace of wind roaring and dragon roaring air spread out from Leng Meiying's arms, and then instantly cut through dozens of sword lights. With a step of his toes, it had already floated to the one-star flagpole ten meters away.
Above, he stood slightly on one foot and looked at the army standing around him with a smile.
They are the most powerful guards in the royal family!
The grass all around was littered with corpses, naturally those prisoners who had escaped. After all, they still did not have the ability to escape from their prisons and start a new life.
He glanced around and saw hundreds of imperial guards. There were more than twenty experts at the Martial Emperor level, and at least three at the Martial Emperor level.
Such a lineup can be called luxurious.
The leader was a middle-aged general with a chest-length beard and a handsome appearance even though he was middle-aged.
This man is holding a domineering Guandao. The back of the sword is made of pig iron with a tiger head and a dragon tail. He looks extremely arrogant.
When Mei Xu Gong saw Leng Meiying standing proudly on the flagpole alone, ignoring the others, he couldn't help but get furious.
"You monster, you dare to accept your life..."
Mei Xu Gong screamed and rushed forward, trying to fight Leng Meiying. As soon as he moved, the domineering power of the Ziwuhuang Realm moved like thunder, charging towards Leng Meiying crazily!
Leng Meiying raised his arm, raised his sword, and used thunder to express the anger of the gods, while Ji Yuan Shen used ghosts to cry.
That brilliant sword light, from top to bottom, slashed Huashan Mountain with a majestic force, and it fell together with General Misu's Guandao.
"Hate to the end of the world!"
The ultimate reappearance, with one move, hatred will end in the world!
"Whizzing!"
The wind that tore the sky came down, and General Meisu was cut into two parts from his sword to his body.
The power of the sword did not decrease, and with the power of thousands of flying cuts, it crossed the border arbitrarily, and no one within a hundred feet along the way could stop it.
In just an instant, the imperial guards were defeated and blood flowed into the river. And the black figure entered the endless space, stepped on the blood spring, and left the scene with extreme pride. No one could stop it.
"when!"
After being fired in the No. 1 official kiln, the sculptor Chu Lang personally painted the calligraphy. The "Tianxiang Bihua Bowl", which was said to be worth a million gold coins, turned into a pile of broken porcelain under Bai Xin's anger, and the porcelain shards were splashed all over.
land.
"The palace was invaded by a monster? It was bombarded for half an hour but it couldn't be stopped?"
"The prison has been invaded? Until now, we don't even know who the intruder is?"
Emperor Bai Xin's voice sounded extremely low in the deliberately suppressed anger, and every word seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. By the end of the sentence, the leaders of the city defense army and the imperial guard were already sweating, and their minds were filled with confusion.
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After a long silence, Bai Xin's voice sounded again: "Since you are so useless, why should I support you?"
"Plop!" "Plop!"
Two clear sounds of kneeling down were heard, and then the bosses of the Imperial Guard and the City Guard kowtowed: "Your Majesty, calm down your anger, Your Majesty, calm down your anger. The other party came really suddenly."
