C1393 (1/2)

With the crazy blooming of sword Qi, ice crystals burst all over the sky, the air of frost stirred, and the cold feeling that shrouded doutian dissipated a lot.

”It turns out that I'm a little bit heavy. That's interesting. If I abuse and kill you, I don't have any interest.” The middle-aged man gave a grim smile.

Before his words were heard, his body came out again, and a cold and fierce fist of ice crystal came out. Where he passed, the air of ice swept all over the sky, and the void was frozen into countless ice.

Doutian's whole space turned into an ice crystal world in an instant, and the cold air hit people, which was terrible to the extreme.

He stepped on the sword step and quickly shuttled through the ice crystal world. He did not dare to stay in the same place. His Shura sword danced from time to time, breaking the ice with sword Qi.

”Boom, click ~” the fierce collision sound sounded from time to time, the ice crystals constantly burst into pieces, turned into countless pieces, burst out in all directions, extremely violent, many monks suffered.

”So strong, worthy of the ninth small realm of Hongmeng God of war!” The crowd retreated one after another, many people's bodies were pierced by ice crystal debris, and blood flowed across them.

Doutian's clothes were also broken, but he still didn't exert his power, such as the fighting spirit of Hades and the fire spirit of Tianjin.

He found that he didn't use any other strength, and he didn't adapt to it for a while, and his strength was greatly reduced.

However, it is precisely because of this that the fighting genius knows how much room he has to make progress. When he can jump to battle without the help of other forces, he is the real genius.

”Only the power of escape?” The middle-aged man sneered and his face was full of fun. He was more confident in his strength.

”Uncle Yun, don't kill him. First peel his skin and then cut off his flesh and blood. I want him to live as if he were dead!” The sound of Dugu Moji's drinking came out.

At first, he thought that doutian was a member of the Chu family. Now he knows his identity. He is a monk in the southern region. He really doesn't care.

Kill and kill, and no one will say a word for it.

”San Shao, don't worry. Killing him is as simple as killing a chicken.” The middle-aged man chuckled. He suddenly opened his arms. Within a radius of three or four hundred feet, they were frozen into frost, just like a frost hell.

All the friars outside were blocked out, and only doutian was enveloped in it. Many people were already guessing the end of doutian.

In the frost, Dou's celestial table was also covered with a layer of white ice. He urged a drop of Shura's divine power to make his blood boil completely, so as not to let the chill affect his actions.

”Roar!” A light roar came from doutian's shoulder, but Xiaojin opened his sleepy eyes, slightly uncomfortable. The middle-aged man disturbed his sleep.

All of a sudden, Xiaojin opened his mouth and swallowed all the cold air. Even the ice crystals appeared huge cracks. Xiaojin's white hair looked more pliable.

Seeing the cold disappear, the middle-aged man's eyes were surprised. Then his eyes suddenly fell on Xiaojin: ”what kind of cat are you?”

”Roar!” Xiaojin roared, the Dragon chanted, and the thunder rolled. It seemed that he was very upset. The middle-aged man called him a cat, and then he made several gestures to doutian.

”He's disturbing your sleep. You're going to kill him?” Doutian looks at Xiaojin strangely, then glances at the middle-aged man.

Doutian can't see through Xiaojin any more. Although Xiaojin is only the third monk of the God level, he has been passed on by the blood dragon. God knows how strong he is.

Since it is so confident, it is estimated that it will have no problem with the middle-aged man in the ninth small realm of Hongmeng war spirit realm.

”Little beast, I'll kill you to make soup.” The middle-aged man was so angry that he was despised by a cat. How could he be calm.