The speed at which the Imperial Mission arrived was even slower than Lu Chengfeng had expected.

Probably because of the large number of people and the large target, it attracted other demonic beasts to attack, the mission looked a little embarrassed, and the footsteps of the black-armored guards were also a little vain. It's just that Lu Chengfeng is even more depressed than them. Because when Han Yu on the snow mound finally sent the signal, he had already circled back and forth five or six times with the Destruction Ghost and several other fierce beasts.

"Damn the Imperial Mission......"

Complaining like this, Lu Chengfeng immediately accelerated after Han Yu sent the agreed signal, and at the same time released two major ghost swordsmen to entangle those fierce beasts. When his figure quickly disappeared into the ice field, and the imperial mission was about to climb this snowy plateau, the two ghost swordsmen disappeared one after another, leaving only these fierce beasts staring in place.

However, the footsteps of the Imperial Mission soon attracted them in a daze.

I have to say that Lu Chengfeng's grasp of the timing is very clever. If he leaves late, he will most likely be discovered by the Imperial Mission. If you leave too early, the beasts that have lost their human breath will either scatter or may start with infighting. But now, before these fierce beasts could recover from their doubts, the appearance of more humans happened to divert their attention. I don't know who lurked in the snow first, and several other fierce beasts began to move.

As the strongest of them, the Ghost of Destruction floated directly along the cold wind blowing from the extreme north.

So, when the group of the Imperial Mission dragged their somewhat tired bodies over the snowfield, they saw such a tragic scene. A gray-white wraith of destruction, an ice storm in front of them. Two frost wolves are outflanking on the left, an ice mammoth is striding on the right, and a frost demon fox is sneaking under the ice and snow, ready to launch a sneak attack at any time!

"Alert, Alert!"

Suddenly seeing so many fierce beasts, the black-armored warriors were a little panicked and shouted loudly. However, their strength is undoubtedly much worse than that of Lu Chengfeng. Not only did he not have a strong enough frost fighting spirit, but he also didn't have any home advantage in this snowy region, and he had fought several games in a row before. So, in the first ice storm, two black-armored guards were severely damaged. If it weren't for the Dou Qi armor that protected the body, I'm afraid it would be possible to be frozen directly.

Rao was like this, and the five or six black-armored guards at the front were all affected, their bodies were extremely stiff, and their sensitivity was greatly reduced.

Sensing the power of the Ice Storm and the strength to destroy the Spirits, the face of the eighth-order master in the mission also changed slightly. In the previous battles, he only helped out when necessary. But this time he didn't say a word, he directly drew his sword and rushed up, taking the initiative to meet the Destruction Ghost.

At his signal, the other black-armored guards dispersed, forming a loose formation and began to fight in a hurry!

At this time, Lu Chengfeng finally relaxed. He circled around the back of the snow mound where his swordsman was, condescending to watch the Imperial Legation and occasionally make irresponsible comments.

Lu Chengfeng's previous efforts were not in vain, and the Soul of Destruction that he had worked so hard to attract exerted his powerful combat effectiveness. Although the fellow eighth-order master of the mission had an extremely good consciousness and immediately rushed out to stop it, it was very difficult to deal with it on his own. The Frost Spell that destroyed the Wraith had a severe impact on his movements, and in turn, his sword aura dealt about half of the damage to the Wraith. After fighting for more than a dozen moves in a row, this eighth-order master realized that this battle was bound to be very long.

If he changed places, he would have had enough time to settle down and deal with it. But now, his men are under attack from the ice mammoth, as well as the siege of frost wolves and ice foxes. Although with their strength, they can fight if they stabilize their position, but no one knows if there will be other magical beasts nearby. If the entanglement lasts for a long time and attracts more enemies, the mission will suffer heavy losses.

He can't afford this price!

Frustrated, this eighth-order powerhouse activated the dragon pattern ring on his hand. Because of the distance, Lu Chengfeng couldn't see what it was, but he clearly felt that after the effect of that magic equipment was activated, the speed of the eighth order suddenly returned to normal. Although the magic damage of the Destroying Ghost is still powerful, after opening the Douqi Armor, he can resist it stubbornly, and then use his agile movement and prediction to pull this Destruction Ghost far away.

His actions happened to be the opposite of Lu Chengfeng's.

Han Yu, who was watching the wind on the snow hill, directly looked at Lu Chengfeng's ease of destroying the ghost, and thought that this seventh-order peak demonic beast was not as powerful as he imagined. But now, seeing the struggled face of the eighth-order master of the Imperial Mission, he realized how strong the person around him was. Even if this aside, the ice mammoth alone put a heavy strain on the several black-armored guards surrounding it.

Among these black-armored guards, there are also seventh-order masters. However, the Ice Plains Mammoths of the same rank as them had thick skin and thick flesh, and a thick layer of frost armor hung on their bodies. Although the sword qi of the black-armored guard was powerful, it was always a little painless when it slashed into the body of the ice field mammoth. After inflicting more than a dozen damage in a row, the Ice Field Mammoth was not only not hit hard, but was enraged by the sting and began to go berserk.

Now, although the damage from its injuries has increased, the pressure on the mission has also increased exponentially.

What's even worse is that although the blood shed from the mammoth's injury quickly froze, the faint smell of blood gradually spread with the cold wind. Within a few minutes, two frozen birds flew in the distance of the sky. Although the battle on the ground did not dive rashly, they also hovered in the sky and never left.

This undoubtedly brought great psychological pressure to the people of the mission.

Unlike their nervousness, Han Yu on the snow hill looked a little bloody. He glanced at Lu Chengfeng, who was calm next to him, and asked excitedly, "Shall we interfere and stir up some more trouble for them?"

This proposal made Lu Chengfeng hesitate for a moment, but finally rejected it.

Facing the eighth order of the Imperial Mission, Lu Chengfeng was not absolutely sure that he would be able to keep him. Moreover, with so many black-armored guards, it was difficult for him to hunt them all down. In case he makes a move and is run away by a few people, it is easy to poke out the big basket. The safest way is undoubtedly to hold them back like this. Even if the people of the Imperial Mission were aware of the stumbling block, they would be helpless in the face of the enemy's darkness.

Then again, the trouble in front of them alone is enough for them to be busy. In order to transfer the Destruction Ghost far away, the eighth-order master spent twenty minutes just going back and forth. By the time he returned to the battlefield, the two frostwolves had already been killed and wounded, and the Ice Mammoth had been severely damaged. However, these black-armored guards were also extremely tired, and many of them were not lightly injured, and their fighting spirit was even more exhausted. On such an ice field, they also have to rest for at least half a day before they can get back on the road!