If Qitong was injured, it was a battle. There is nothing wrong with being injured during a battle.
But now, Le Bing is treated like a reptile by this damn flame bastard!
Whether it was Wang Hong using the flame knife to leave eternal wounds on Le Bing, or carving words of shame on him, this was something Leng Meiying could not bear at all.
Such a shame and humiliation must be repaid with blood!
Although the scaled-down version of the dragon mark did not have such an exaggerated scope, it bloomed on Wang Hong's body immediately.
Since the beginning of the war, Wang Hong has always faced everyone with an invincible attitude. Under this unparalleled sneak attack, the clothes on his chest were turned into pieces of rags. Under the rags, there was a deep visible bone.
Several arrogant sparks bloomed from the wound.
The look of shock on Wang Hong's face was extremely high. Obviously, he did not expect that someone would hit him in the chest without him noticing.
However, although the wound was deep and terrifying, almost half of his chest collapsed.
However, the power of the Holy Order is not so easily damaged.
Almost as soon as Long Hen's power weakened, Wang Hong's body began to recover.
The granulation on the chest grew like crazy and almost half of it healed in a matter of seconds.
At this time, Leng Meiying, who was half a step slower, had already arrived at the end of the world.
The hatred wrapped in Leng Meiying's supreme anger, mixed with strong power, swung into a knife, like light and fluttering catkins, and then landed heavily on Wang Hong's palm that hurriedly came forward.
The palm was slowed down by half a beat, and the blade broke through the air and struck his chest. On his face, the light filled with Leng Meiying's supreme hatred ripped through Wang Hong's face like a piece of clothing.
On the waist.
In an instant, blood spattered, and Wang Hong was shocked and took a few steps back. Just after taking two steps back, a dark sphere bounced from Leng Meiying's fingertips.
If it were normal, Wang Hong would definitely be able to block this weird black ball in a while, but now, with the cooperation of Leng Meiying and Shenlong, his hands and feet have been disrupted, from his face to his abdomen.
That wound hindered his mobility in the first place.
Therefore, this small black ball entered his huge wound very smoothly.
As a saint-level powerhouse, Wang Hong would certainly not be knocked down by Leng Meiying so easily.
After all, he is still in his prime, and Leng Meiying is like a patient recovering from a serious injury. It is already extraordinary to be able to exert the power he had when he fought against the Cloud Man.
As a saint, Wang Hong's healing power no longer needs to be explained. The damage caused by the dragon marks can be easily recovered, especially Leng Meiying's knife wounds. There was no excessive hesitation at all, and the severed wounds were cut out.
The knife has healed.
However, Wang Hong screamed at this time.
"Ah, ah, you woman, what did you do to me?"
Even the wound of Longhen could be healed so that no trace of injury could be seen, but after the wound cut by Leng Meiying healed, black spider web-like black lines burst out from the wound, which looked extremely...
Disgusting and scary.
This spider web scar stretched straight from his forehead to his abdomen. It was the scar that was cut out just now.
