"What!?"
Lin Bai relied on Little Red's help to charge towards Wang Meng in the sky. He also threw a fierce palm blade towards Wang Meng's body.
However, just as Lin Bai's palm blade was about to hit Wang Meng's body, he felt a cold ray of light with killing intent tearing through the night sky and attacking him.
If he allowed the palm blade to hit Wang Meng, then Lin Bai would not be able to avoid this cold ray of light.
If he avoided the cold light, then he would undoubtedly allow Wang Meng to escape. Lin Bai did not want to let such an enemy go. He would not do such an action of letting the tiger return to the mountain.
"Little Red!"
Lin Bai shouted softly. Just by calling Little Red's name, Little Red quickly understood what Lin Bai meant. It opened its mouth and spat out a stream of hot breath towards the cold light that was rapidly approaching.
This stream of hot breath only stopped the cold light for a moment.