At this time, Feng Yuhan seemed to be frightened after seeing Wang Qingyi turning into ashes in front of him.

Moreover, the middle-aged man in white walked towards her hideously, and Feng Yuhan naturally felt even more frightened.

So much so that when she looked at the middle-aged man in white, she seemed to see the abyss demon, not only fear, but also fear.

Feng Yuhan was so scared that he retreated repeatedly, but he didn't expect that his feet would slip and he fell to the ground.

At this time, the middle-aged man in white had arrived in front of her.

The other party looked at Feng Yuhan with a condescending grim smile and said, "Little girl, have you seen it? I want to kill you, but this guy doesn't even have the courage to save you. Haha, don't you think you are a little sad?"

The middle-aged man in white sneered, then raised an arm with a faint blue flame rising, as if he was ready to kill Feng Yuhan at any time.

The middle-aged man in white looked at Wang Meng again and said, "Hey, little girl, I can't blame me anymore. It seems that this person really has no intention to save you. Look, who is he following? Haha, forget it, since that's the case, I'll help you get rid of it."

After saying that, the middle-aged man in white looked at Wang Meng for the last time, but was shocked to find that Wang Meng's eyes were still on Wang Qingyi's body beside him.

The middle-aged man in white seemed a little annoyed by Wang Meng, and suddenly shouted at Wang Meng: "Hey, aren't you doing it yet? Humph, then I'm not polite!"

After saying that, he suddenly raised the arm that was rising with flames and directly hit Feng Yuhan...

"puff……"

There was another dull sound of the body being penetrated.

The middle-aged man in white suddenly stood still, and for a while, he seemed to have not reacted. Then, he saw that an arm suddenly penetrated through his chest.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man in white was stunned and then turned back in horror.

What made him feel incredible was that he didn't even feel when Wang Meng appeared behind him, so he was punched through his body by the other party.

Moreover, Wang Meng seemed to have no hesitation, nor did he show any mercy on his subordinates.

Even though the middle-aged man in white was covered with dark blue flames that could turn people into ashes, Wang Meng didn't care at all, as if he just wanted to kill the middle-aged man in white at this time.

Decisive and merciless.

All of this seemed to be completely beyond the expectations of the middle-aged man in white.

In his vision, it was supposed to be Wang Meng today, but Wang Meng jumped up and fought with him, and then he looked for an opportunity to ignite the flames on Wang Meng.

But everything in front of him seemed to have not walked in the direction he had imagined.

Even Wang Meng didn't even give him a chance to fight back, so he directly punched him.

In addition to being surprised by Wang Meng's speed, the middle-aged man in white never expected that Wang Meng would ignore whether the dark blue flame on his body would hurt him.

Obviously, even if Wang Meng succeeds in killing himself, Wang Meng will definitely die in the end.

"You... aren't you afraid of death?" The middle-aged man in white looked at Wang Meng and asked in surprise, "If you choose to kill me like this, you will die!"

However, when Wang Meng heard this, he just snorted coldly, and then replied: "Shut up, you have too many problems!"

After saying that, Wang Meng pulled his fist back from the body of the middle-aged man in white.

But at this moment, the dark blue flame on the body of the middle-aged man in white had already stained Wang Meng's body.

Soon, the flames suddenly started to burn violently.

Seeing this, Wang Meng quickly used his other hand to destroy the true energy, trying to suppress the flame on his arm to a minimum.

But Wang Meng tried several times, but was shocked to find that although he tried his best, the dark blue flame was still firmly stuck to his arm like a ghost.

Although Wang Meng used his true energy to minimize the damage to him by the flame, the piercing pain still made Wang Meng feel a little unbearable.

And soon, even though Wang Meng tried his best to suppress it, the dark blue flame finally burned a large piece of flesh on Wang Meng's arm.

"Hahaha... How about my Nether Flame?" The middle-aged man in white seemed to have used all his last strength to get up and laughed at Wang Meng, "Haha, I am indeed helpless, but you are dead. Let me tell you the truth. As long as I get touched by my Nether Flame, even the gods can't save you. You can accept your fate. While you are still alive, say anything, haha..."

The middle-aged man in white laughed again, as if he was the final winner at this time.

But his laughter didn't last long, and the middle-aged man in white suddenly heard a sneer from Wang Meng.

Then, he heard Wang Meng say to himself with contempt: "Hmph, the villain is just a success, just a trick of being a worm. Do you really think it can do anything to me?"

Hearing Wang Meng's words, the middle-aged man in white was stunned at first, then smiled again. At this time, his tone was already very weak, but he still said: "Hmph, I think you are a stubborn duck. What can you do to you? It can kill you, this..."

The middle-aged man in white seemed to want to say something else, but in a flash, what he wanted to say was stuck in his throat like a fish bone, and then his face was filled with shock.

Because he saw that at this moment, a black flame that kept flickering and beating appeared in Wang Meng's other palm.

Although the flame was only a small squat, it was enough to shock the middle-aged man in white.

He almost used the last bit of his life to fight and shouted to Wang Meng: "Give... black true energy? No... impossible, absolutely impossible..."

But compared to the surprise of the middle-aged man in white, Wang Meng seemed much calmer at this time.

He sneered coldly, and with careful care, he brought the small ball of black flame to the burning blue flame that rose and rose into the left arm.

And at this moment, a miracle happened suddenly.

The small tuft of black flames in Wang Meng's palm burned with a bang as if the fire was encountered by gasoline.

However, the more the black flame burned, the smaller the blue flame became, so that in the end, it was completely swallowed by the black flame.

At this moment, Wang Meng had just let out a long breath. With a light wave, the black flames instantly went out, as if they had never been there before, without a trace.

Wang Meng couldn't help but turn his head and look at the middle-aged man in white who had only one last breath left. He didn't say anything, but just sneered and smiled coldly.

But just this sneer seemed to be able to anger the dying middle-aged man in white to death.
Chapter completed!