At this critical juncture, a slight crackling sound sounded, and Wang Xing's eyes looked at the ice crystals, and some small spiderweb-like cracks had already appeared on the ice crystals. He quickly swung his greatsword towards the crack again, and the sword struck a large hole in the ice crystal.

"Get out of here!" Wang Xing shouted at the frozen and huddled tribesmen below, holding his giant sword to meet the flying frost beast.

The Frost Behemoth stopped in mid-air and flew towards the distant sky, and after a few moments, it turned into a small black dot and vanished. As the beast left, the entire ice crystal collapsed to the ground, turning into debris.

"Whew!" Wang Xing exhaled secretly, if the frost beast hadn't left just now, it was estimated that he would have died on the spot.

The patriarch and the others left from the ice crystal, and they had already recovered, and they came to Wang Xing tremblingly.

"Thank you Shaoxia for your help! If it weren't for Shaoxia, I would probably have died at the hands of this fierce beast!" said the patriarch with palpitations. The rest of the clan also expressed their gratitude.

The frost beast left, and the tribesmen walked out of hiding place one by one, looking at the destroyed territory in front of them. None of the igloos were intact, and the ground was as messy as if it had been trampled by 10,000 cows. One by one, the clansmen hung their heads and looked blankly in front of them.

"Alas~" The patriarch sighed slowly, this time the frost beast left from here, maybe the next time it came, it would raze the entire clan to the ground.

Looking at Wang Xing in front of him, the patriarch slowly knelt in front of him, and pleaded in his mouth: "Young Xia, please help us kill the fierce beast! Please!"

The people in the surrounding cold ice tribe saw that the patriarch pleaded like this, and they all knelt on the ground one after another, kowtowing constantly, and kept begging Wang Xing in their mouths.

"Patriarch, everyone, please get up, hurry up!" Wang Xing hurriedly helped the patriarch up.

Looking at the mess in front of him, Wang Xing nodded heavily, promising to help the patriarch kill the frost beast and restore peace to the tribe. At night that day, the patriarch held a small fist-sized ice cube and placed it in front of him. This piece of ice is exactly the 10,000-year-old ice that Wang Xing has been looking for for so hard.

"Patriarch, who are you?" Wang Xing asked in surprise.

The patriarch smiled and said, "If you ask someone to help, you will naturally be paid." The fate of our clan is up to you!"

Xiaobai was eating the pieces of meat sent by the clansmen, and he was eating with relish.

Wang Xing looked at the cold bright moon outside the window, but he was also at a loss in his heart. Xiao Bai, a holy beast, would be afraid of the cold climate, which he never expected. And if he wants to kill the Ice Beast, Xiaobai is indispensable to him.

"Not for me to say, the food here is good. Xiaobai licked his tongue and said with satisfaction.

"Xiaobai, isn't there anything you can do?" Wang Xing asked.

Xiao Bai wrinkled his small black nose, shook his head violently, and said, "The ice crystals of this frost beast are my biggest weakness. As you've seen before, there's no way, there's no way!"

Above the sky, clusters of snowflakes began to drift down. Wang Xing came to the snow and put on a set of Big Dipper Seven Star Fists. Bursts of silver light burst out from his fists, and the soul of the Martial Spirit of the Broken Army appeared in front of him for the second time.

The broken army was colder than the ice and snow around it, and looked at Wang Xing.

Wang Xing was a little surprised in his heart, the martial soul of the Broken Army was sealed in the Big Dipper Seven Star Fist, and it had been several years since he appeared for the first time. He couldn't figure out why it suddenly appeared this time.

"Boy, it seems that you have comprehended the essence of Pojun's boxing technique!" Pojun said in a cold tone.

"I beg Lord Pojun to give me advice!" Wang Xing saluted and said.

Po Jun looked at Wang Xing and said word by word: "The mystery of the Broken Army Fist Method is that the heart is full of killing, and the power of martial spirits is gathered in the fist. The trend of the times, fierce and abnormal, is the most powerful boxing method in the Big Dipper. And although your fist is the trend of the times, you don't have the intention to kill, and the power of this fist will be weakened. You look!" After speaking, he saw his right fist clenched suddenly, and struck at a frozen rock in the distance.

There was a thud, followed by a loud bang, and the frozen rocks were instantly reduced to debris by the broken army.

Wang Xing's heart was shocked, whether in terms of speed or strength, the broken army was indeed much stronger than himself. He tried to unleash the punch he had learned, and with a bang, it was just a small hole in the frozen ground.

"There are seven realms in the Breaking Army Fist, and the power of each realm fist is different. Your punch is just an entry-level punch. Pojun said.

Wang Xing felt a burst of shame in his heart, it turned out that this Big Dipper Seven Star Fist had seven realms just to break the army boxing, and he was just one realm. I don't know how powerful that sevenfold realm is, thinking of this, his heart became excited.

Wang Xing closed his eyes, carefully recalling in his mind the fluctuations of the martial spirit power on his body when the Breaking Army released the Breaking Army Fist Technique, and his right hand couldn't help but start cultivating.

"Well, the Breaking Army Fist must remember the gist, that is, it must be full of killing!" reminded the Broken Army.

Wang Xing took a deep breath and slammed his right hand towards the distant rock. The rock in front of him suddenly shattered! He shook his head slowly, although this kind of fist technique was much stronger in terms of strength, it was still very different from the fist technique of the Broken Army.

"Your father!" said the Breaker in vain.

The blazing flames in Wang Xing's brain burned, and his fists were clenched to death, and he couldn't kill the Great Elder right now to avenge his father. The power of this hatred surged into his fists. Suddenly, he struck at a large rock in the distance. The whirring punches knocked a large crater out of the entire ground.

"Huhu!" Wang Xing gasped in his mouth, looking at the big pit in front of him. What Po Jun said is true, as long as his heart is full of desire to kill, the strength of his fist will rise in a straight line.

Pojun nodded, and his figure vanished.

A burst of white streamer appeared, which was another of the Big Dipper Martial Spirits that had never been seen before. This one doesn't seem to be very old, only in his twenties, with a white face, wearing a loose robe, and an indifferent expression.

"Wang Xing, I'm Wuqu!" Wu Xiu introduced.

Among the Big Dipper Seven Star Fist techniques practiced by Wang Xing, it was the Broken Army and Wuqu that were used the most.

"Wang Xing, the mystery of martial arts, you must also know something. Those are the skins, though. Wuqu is to release the flow of music, and overcome rigidity with softness. After Wu Qu finished speaking, his right hand opened, and a ray of light fell on his hand, which was a guqin. He sat cross-legged on the ground, his slender fingers fluctuating with the strings. A melodious melody flowed out. The tone is melodious, invading the heart, like a clear spring, washing the whole body.

Wang Xing involuntarily followed the tune and began to perform martial arts.

Suddenly, the tune began to change, as if a storm were coming. At the same time, the speed of Wang Xing's fist technique was no longer the previous soft fist, but became a straight fist that whirred with wind. With the tune, it began to play non-stop.

"Rigidity and softness are combined, but they are also like flowing water in the same industry. Soft is rigid, and rigidity is soft. Wu Qu's voice slowly spit out from his mouth.

The martial arts boxing method was finally recruited, Wang Xing took a deep breath, and suddenly felt that his understanding of the gist of the martial arts boxing method was more profound again.

"Wang Xing, this martial arts fist method is also divided into seven layers, and the realm of each layer is different, practice well, and you can enter the Dacheng realm in the future. Wu Qu finished speaking indifferently, smiled slightly, and his figure disappeared immediately.

Wang Xing nodded and continued to cultivate, and the sound of punching techniques breaking through the air resounded in the sound of the storm. After cultivating overnight, the Breaking Army Fist and Wuqu Fist Technique have improved a lot, but he has no way to deal with the Frost Beast, which has become a knot in his heart, since he promised the patriarch to help, but there is no way, he feels quite guilty in his heart. Ponder how you can defeat the Frost Beast. Thinking about it, I had an idea in my heart. The idea was as bold as he had done before. This method is to rely on the power of the martial spirit that continues in the Heavenly Emperor Lan Bottle, and kill with one blow with the Breaking Army Fist Method!

When Lao Ao and Xiaobai heard about it, they immediately objected. First of all, although Wang Xing's physical body has been quenched by the blood of the green dragon, the power of the martial spirit in the Heaven and Earth Orchid Bottle is far beyond what his physical body can bear. If you are not careful, you will be destroyed by the impact of the martial spirit qi and die. Wang Xing's idea was to completely disregard his own life to defeat the Frost Beast.

"Rest assured, my flesh is stronger than you ever imagined. Wang Xing smiled and said.

Wang Xing went to the Patriarch's newly built igloo and learned about the Frost Beast from the Patriarch. The patriarch told him that it was customary for the Frost Beasts to come and kill within a month. More than twenty days have passed since the previous battle with the Frost Beast, and all you need to do is wait in the clan, and the Frost Beast itself will arrive.

"Patriarch, you still need the previous magic circle in your clan!" Wang Xing said.

The patriarch nodded, and told Wang Xing all the details of the circle, and explained the name of the circle, 'Wind of the Blade'.

Wang Xing nodded, and then began to get busy. Dealing with the Frost Beast, he is not an idea, in addition to extracting the power of the martial spirit in the Heavenly Emperor Orchid Bottle, there is another way, which is the magic circle. In fact, before, Wang Xing learned that it was not that the magic circle was not strong, but that the magic circle had passed through the power of too many martial artists, and the power of these martial spirits formed a collision, and did not release all the power in the magic circle. This time, he was going to complete the circle alone.