Knowing that he was going to die, he gave up all means of defense, and his sturdy body was like a leopard that had been severely wounded, but it was furious, dancing with a pair of bloody hands, and he was indomitable. The dust that flew up from the ground was dyed red by the blood sprinkled on the body of the Roaring Tiger, and every time he stepped on it, the ground trembled slightly.

Seeing this, Lu Chen was also deeply infected by the bloodthirsty and angry momentum of the Howling Tiger. He clenched his fists faintly, his eyes staring directly at the Howling Tiger who was about to be killed by countless magic weapons.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and a thought that even he couldn't believe was born: "No, this kid can't die." ”

Lu Chen was ruthless, stood up from the corner of the building, took out the cold mist bead with a smooth movement and did not stop at all, and threw it towards the top of the head of the Xiaohu below.

"Click, click~"

A strange scene suddenly appeared, and those magic weapons that rushed like arrows seemed to be firmly trapped by an invisible hand, and they suddenly stopped somewhere in the air during the burst of shots. Method time stands still at this moment.

A cold air came with the wind, spreading in all directions from the sudden appearance of the cold mist beads. The ground froze rapidly at an indescribable speed, and the momentum of the ice extension was also terrifying, and as soon as this scene appeared, the area with a diameter of five or six meters centered on the Howling Tiger was turned into an ice field.

Han Kongyu's outstretched right hand was still surrounded by a hazy firelight, and the ball of fire spit out from his palm was not much bigger than a grain of rice, so he stopped the trend of continuing to be strong. The cold surface of the ground froze his feet in an instant, and continued to spread past, casually his legs, waist, upper body, arms, and neck, and then his whole body turned into a humanoid ice sculpture.

The ice continued to spread out in all directions, and all the disciples of Nanxiang Valley in the ice area, whether they were building a foundation or practicing qi, all lost their vitality in an instant. Their faces were filled with horror that could not be concealed, and some of them still had the smile that they wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh when they just heard the grievances between Han Bin and the Tangtai Xiaohu, and even rose into the air, but before their bodies stepped on the flying sword, they were frozen in mid-air.

Countless magic weapons were all frozen, and the stagnation of the air caused at least twenty magic weapons to turn into white crystal-shaped ice bodies, and the flickering light of the ice crystals was bright and dark, and a large number of Nanxiang Valley disciples holding fire in the periphery of the irradiated periphery were dim, eclipsed by the surrounding air.

The ice was still spreading, that is, after a few breaths, it had spread to ten meters away.

Han Pu, Ma Yuansoul, Duan Songde, Qi Xiuzhi, Feng Rong, these five Jindan masters suddenly woke up, and their bodies did not retreat, and at the same time, bursts of mana energy surged out, blocking the skyrocketing trend of the cold current with all their might.

In just one moment, the entire Nanxiang Valley lost the sight of grass growing and warblers flying, and the four seasons were like spring, and it suddenly became a city of ice and snow.

That Han Bin is the only one in the Nanxiang Valley Han family who has not been frozen to death in the ice area, his legs are frozen on the surface by the cold stream like his father Han Kongyu, he wants to muster up mana to break free from this bondage, but he finds that even the mana in his body is affected by this cold current and cannot mobilize one-twelfth.