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Chapter 143: The Feast of Ice

boom!

When Xiao Feng just opened his mouth, the shield of hegemony around him exploded on the spot, causing the bodies of those who attacked him to stagnate, and they could only use the bow in their hands to block the aftermath of the energy.

And in just such an instant, Xiao Feng and the five others had already been killed.

To strike first is to gain strength, to strike later is to suffer disaster.

"Ignorance." What Xiao Feng and others did made the white-robed man at the head snort coldly. He also held a bow and arrows, and pointed the bow at Liu Bang.

In his opinion, Liu Bang is the protective umbrella of Xiao Feng and others. As long as his shield is broken, Xiao Feng and others will only be massacred.

They are more flexible than others!

Boo hoo hoo…

Just when Xiao Feng and the others were approaching the white-robed men, they almost perfectly avoided their first attack.

However, one person succeeded in defeating those guys wearing training uniforms - Nangong Rou. Her weapon was an exquisite syringe.

The quiver is crystal clear and exudes a faint cold air. Even the ice needles she shoots are as magnificent as crystal.

The seriously injured person was now covered with ice needles, and even the blood in the wound was frozen. His whole body was paralyzed, and he could only kneel on the ground helplessly, losing his fighting ability in an instant.

"Huh? Ice Spirit Dragon Beard Tube, you are Nangong Rou, the daughter of the ice dragon!"

Seeing the weapon in Nangong Rou's hand, the man in white robes immediately recognized her identity, and the arrows on his bow immediately changed their target, targeting Nangong Rou.

However, in response to what he said, Nangong Rou just straightened her bangs, then said with a simple smile on her face.

"Do you know Xiaorou too? Xiaorou is so happy, but you actually pointed an arrow at Xiaorou, and Xiaorou is angry!"

Nangong Rou's last three words made everyone's bodies suddenly stagnate, and they subconsciously launched defenses.

When Nangong Tianxin next to her saw this, he quickly opened his mouth to explain, but it was too late.

Nangong Rou's petite body jumped into the air, and her baby-like skin suddenly appeared with little crystals. The next moment, as her body spun in mid-air, countless light spots shot out crazily.

Clang, clang, clang...

At this time, everyone could not spare any effort to fight, and they all began to concentrate on defending Nangong Rou's Dragon Beard Needle. Even Xiao Feng found it a bit difficult.

This Dragon Beard Needle actually has its own armor-breaking effect.

After a burst of ice needles raged, the greenery in this area disappeared in an instant, turning into a world of ice, with all plants covered with light frost.

The white-robed man who was leading the group just now turned into an ice sculpture.

Is this resolved?

Seeing this scene, everyone's eyes were extremely solemn. If you want to completely hit the frozen man in white robe, this blow alone is not enough.

The peak of Qi refining is not so fragile.

Just when Xiao Feng thought this, the ice sculpture was instantly covered with cracks, and not long after, it exploded.

Also appearing at the same time was his cold voice.

"Kakaka... what should he say? She is indeed an ice dragon's daughter."

The man in white robe patted the ice crystal fragments on his hands and walked forward step by step, his eyes flickering and his aura rising steadily at this moment.

At this moment, all his attention was on Nangong Rou. As for the injured subordinates, he didn't care at all.

He raised the crystal clear bow in his hand, but without placing any arrow on the string, he aimed it at Nangongrou's eyebrows.

"Daughter of the Ice Dragon, I'm here at the Ice Temple - Bing Gong Huanchen, please give me your advice!"

"Ice God - arrows come, flowers fall and rain falls!"


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