Whirring, the storm smashed into Wang Xing's face with ice and snow. At the moment, he was carefully drawing on the frozen soil according to the circle taught by the patriarch. He had seen the drawing of the circle in some books in the clan before, and the most important thing was the whole circle. If one detail is wrong, then the entire circle can be said to collapse completely, and there is no effect at all. So, in every detail, he did it perfectly. The sun is setting and the night is coming.

Wang Xing stopped and looked at the somewhat gray sky. That's all for today, and we'll continue tomorrow. In the early morning of the second day, Wang Xing got up early and began to draw the circle.

The patriarch and other people from the tribe looked at Wang Xing's busy figure from a distance, and they couldn't help but admire this young man in their hearts. As early as before, when the patriarch gave Wang Xing Ten Thousand Years of Ice, most of the people in the tribe objected, after all, they were not familiar with this person, and if they took away the Ten Thousand Years Ice, they would probably flee. Ten thousand years of ice is quite precious to the entire tribe. But the patriarch withstood the pressure and gave it to Wang Xing.

To trust each other is to trust yourself.

The patriarch was really right, Wang Xing tried his best to think of a way for them.

Several girls from the clan shyly brought some hot water to Wang Xing, turned around and left.

Wang Xing turned his head and looked at the entire tribe, if he failed this time, all the people of the entire tribe would die in the mouth of the frost beast. Therefore, he must work hard, and he must not fail! He drank some water and continued to work on the magic circle in his hand. The speed of his magic circle drawing was much slower than that of the patriarch, because when he was drawing, he gathered all the martial spirit power in the Heavenly Emperor Lan bottle into the magic circle.

On the third day, a huge circle of silver light appeared in front of the people of the tribe.

"It's so big!" The patriarch's heart was shocked, this magic circle was drawn two or three times larger than his previous one, and he could deeply feel the powerful martial spirit power emanating from the magic circle in his heart. This feeling alone made him know that this circle was even more powerful than what he had drawn. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty about his ancestors, this magic circle was a magic circle that had been passed down from generation to generation in the tribe, and in his hands, there was no outsider who drew it well.

"It's done!" Wang Xing exclaimed excitedly, staring at the huge circle that was several feet wide. Above the magic circle, there was the unique martial spirit power in the Heavenly Emperor Orchid bottle. After this magic circle, most of the martial spirit power absorbed in the Heaven and Earth Orchid Bottle in recent years was gathered in the magic circle.

"All that's left is to deal with the Frost Beast!" Wang Xing looked at the gray sky.

Sure enough, a month later, a whistling sound that overshadowed the storm came from the sky.

At this moment, the patriarch had already led the tribesmen in the tribe to hide in the ice cellar, and in Nuoda's tribe, only Wang Xing's somewhat thin figure was left, facing the sky.

With a loud bang, the massive frost beast landed on the frozen ground, smashing two deep pits under its claws.

Wang Xing took a deep breath, and the bursts of martial spirit power in the Heavenly Emperor Lan Bottle suddenly gathered in his hands.

The massive Frostbeast looked at Wang Xing with a pair of pale blue eyes, as if guessing something. In vain, it flailed its wings and swung violently towards the star. Two cold rays flashed, and Wang Xing suddenly felt two coldness that penetrated deep into the bone marrow. Tongtian's steps immediately unfolded, and his figure flashed strangely, and he flexibly dodged, appearing several feet away.

"This beast's speed is too fast, we must find the best time to kill it with the Broken Army!" Wang Xing thought to himself as he looked at the Frost Beast.

In the cellar, the patriarchs and tribal warriors who watched the outside world through a small crack all sweated for Wang Xing, secretly praying in their hearts that Wang Xing would be able to kill the fierce beast.

The Frost Beast looked at the snow on the ground, revealing a hint of doubt. It sensed something frightening on the ground in the distance.

"Oh no! It seems to have noticed it!" Wang Xing said secretly in his heart, if the cold blade wind was detected by it, it would be alert. If you don't step into the circle, the whole circle is useless.

The Frost Beast slowly opened its jaws, and the surrounding blizzard quickly gathered in its mouth, forming a small storm vortex. The whirlpool grew bigger and bigger, bigger and bigger, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a whirlpool of hurricane winds about half a foot long. The ice and snow were sucked in by the whirlpool of the wind, turning into terrifying white blades of ice. The ice blade spun rapidly with the whirlpool.

With a whirl, the wind whirlpool flew up at a rapid pace, heading towards Wang Xing, so fast that it could be reached in the blink of an eye. Moving the surrounding ice and snow, a huge whirlpool ice blade was formed.

Wang Xing's right hand was opened, and bursts of martial spirit power formed a transparent wall of light in front of him. The ice blades of the Wind Vortex were tearing at the walls of light, and detriturates of ice and snow fell from them, absorbing them into the vortex once more.

"If you go on like this, sooner or later it will be broken!" Wang Xing looked at the frost beast flying in the sky, and his mind was quickly thinking of a way. He stepped on the ground with both feet, leaving two small ravines, and his body was already running towards the frost beast in the sky.

There was a whirring sound behind him, and the whirlpool turned around and flew towards him.

Wang Xing's cultivation speed flew behind the Frost Beast at an extremely fast speed, and his right hand charged up and slammed down on the back of the Frost Beast.

"Bang!" There was a muffled thud, and the massive body of the Frost Beast was struck and flew towards the whirlpool. A terrible tearing sound rang out, and the vortex engulfed the Frost Beast in it. Streams of blood-red blood burst out of it and sprinkled all over the surrounding white frozen soil.

The whirlpool slowly disappeared, and the huge body of the Frost Beast was already torn and scarred by the whirlpool, and its eyes looked at Wang Xing with an angry light. At this moment, it is already angry with the person who strangled you to death, and it wants to tear his whole body apart with the claws in his hand and eat him whole!

"What a reversal!" the patriarch exclaimed excitedly, just now Wang Xing used the Frost Beast's Vortex Blade to lure the Frost Beast's body with a quick move.

Wang Xing looked at the Frost Beast, which was no longer as far away from the circle as before, and was obviously enraged by him. Only by being angry can he have a way to get it into this circle.

The Frost Beast opened its mouth, and ice blades burst out of it.

The giant sword in Wang Xing's right hand kept slashing at the roaring ice blade like a cloud. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, in the blink of an eye, the ten ice blades had already been slashed from the sky by the giant sword of Wang Xing, fell to the ground, and turned into a piece of debris. At the same time, the Frost Beast's mouth began to spit out ice blades again.

The blades of ice roared from the sky.

Wang Xing kept swinging the Wang Xing giant sword in his hand, and one after another sword rays burst out, knocking all the flying ice blades to the ground.

"What a powerful swordsmanship! I originally thought it was just a fist technique!" the tribal warrior in the ice cellar couldn't help blurting out. The martial artist in front of them was much more powerful than they had imagined. Being able to draw a magic circle and unleash powerful fist techniques is so powerful in swordsmanship! Everyone couldn't help but secretly admire this young martial artist in their hearts.

The Frost Beast snorted and flew towards the king.

"Good opportunity!" Wang Xing secretly screamed in his heart, his body turned, and he quickly came behind the Frost Beast, and the Army-Breaking Fist Technique, which had been accumulating for a long time, suddenly appeared. A Broken Army Spirit, the size of a boulder, appeared, its fist whizzing and striking the back of the Frost Beast. With a bang, the Frost Beast's massive body smashed into the circle.

"Open!" Wang Xing turned his right hand, and the Cold Blade Storm Array suddenly opened. The entire circle burst into bursts of light, and the light enveloped the frost beast in it. Whoosh, a white storm appeared in the entire circle. The snow and ice carried by the storm became blades, tearing at the massive body of the Ice Beast.

The corners of Wang Xing's mouth smiled slightly, the power of the martial spirit in his body at this moment had already been exhausted, his eyes were dark, and he immediately fell to the ground. Before he fell, he saw the patriarch and the others rushing out of the ice cellar with cheers and rushing out to meet him.

I don't know how long it took for Wang Xing to wake up and see the round roof of the igloo. At this moment, he felt that the martial spirit power in his body had slowly recovered, and he didn't know what happened to the frost beast that fell into the magic circle? Thinking of this, he got out of bed and walked out of the igloo. Outside the igloo, the warriors of the two tribes who were in charge of guarding respectfully said to Wang Xing, "Are you awake?"

In the distance, the patriarch ran over, with a smile on his face, and said, "It's amazing! I've never seen such a powerful magic circle!"

Wang Xing looked at the place where the magic circle was released before, and at this moment, there were dense tribesmen standing, and at their feet, a huge black shadow was lying. This is none other than the Frost Beast.

Seeing that the Frost Beast finally died in the magic circle, Wang Xing exhaled at this time, his efforts were finally not in vain.

When some of the surrounding tribesmen saw Wang Xing, they all came to him one by one, knelt down, and kept thanking him.

"Thank you young man for killing this beast!

"Yes, it saved the lives of our people!"

"Thank you Shaoxia!"

"Thank you, young man!" the tribesmen kept thanking.

The patriarch took out another piece of 10,000-year-old ice and some herbs that grew in the bitter cold land and gave them to Wang Xing. Wang Xing said that he didn't want anything, the bitter cold land relied on the ice of ten thousand years to be able to build a house, this thing can be said to be the treasure of their clan, they only need one piece to exchange for fragments, and they don't want the rest. But if the patriarch and the people said he would not accept it, he would not get up.