The hot air around the arena was immediately frozen by the ice blue.
It's like entering the cold winter.
Everyone around the ring shuddered and took a few steps back.
On the arena, a figure appeared in the ice-blue cold air.
Once everyone below saw it clearly, they couldn't help but shout loudly.
Level 8 Ice Unicorn, Level 8 Warcraft.
At present, level 8 monsters in the Three Kingdoms are rare even among Lan Zun masters.
Luo Yu stood under the stage and raised his eyes slightly when he saw this.
The eighth-level ice unicorn, Jiaxuan Moyan, has some talent.
Just as Si was thinking, Jiaxuan Moyan roared in anger, and the giant sword condensed with cyan fighting spirit in his hand slashed across the air, slashing towards Leng Wugui with a slash.
At the same time, the unicorn next to him gave a soft cry and sprayed a puff of ice mist towards Leng Wugui.
Only level 10 monsters have the secret method of body protection. I didn’t expect that level 8 unicorns also have the cold energy to protect their bodies.
They are indeed unicorns, God’s favorite race.
The green sword and the cold air are coming at the same time.
Leng Wugui shouted sharply when he saw this, slashed the air with the black sword in his hand, and rushed toward Jiaxuan Moyan.
Green, black, and two colors are constantly colliding in the air.
The ice-blue ice mist enveloped the two people's figures and fighting spirit inside.
Everyone below the ring felt a bone-chilling chill for a moment, but could barely see the movements of the two people on the ring.
But Luo Yu saw it clearly.
On the ring, the unicorn kept blowing cold air towards Leng Wugui.
Wherever the cold air passes, it immediately freezes into ice.
Jiaxuan Moyan rushed in immediately, slashing where the giant blue sword struck.
The stone surface of the arena, which was frozen into ice by the unicorn and was the strongest, was directly crushed into powder and melted into the air.
Seeing this, Luo Yu couldn't help but be speechless, how could this unicorn's cold energy be so powerful?
On the contrary, Leng Wugui's black fighting spirit protected him, and his figure was vague and floating, like a piece of weightless black smoke.
It can be folded into any shape and moved at any angle.
The black sword energy wandered in the gap between Jiaxuan Moyan and the unicorn, but it always caught Jiaxuan Moyan off guard.