Opposite Feng Batian, the four extremely vicious men were constantly strengthening the power of the Spirit King in their hands!
Gradually, under the vicious gazes of the four people, wisps of cold air began to appear on Feng Batian's head, and his originally energetic face began to turn green and black at this moment, trembling slightly, with pain.
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"Feng Batian! Let's see how long you can continue to be stubborn! No cultivator in the world can resist the ice spiritual power of my four brothers in one stick of incense! Jiutian Lake's decades of wind and frost attack
This pain will never be in vain!"
Feng Qing's blood-red eyes stared fiercely at Feng Batian, who was gradually losing his strength, and let out bursts of wild and hysterical roars from the depths of his heart.
Watching Feng Batian, the current head of the Feng family, endure the pain bit by bit under the ice aura of his four brothers.[
Such a scene filled the hearts of the four evil spirit kings with unspeakable revenge, as if the humiliation of being ruined decades ago was being recovered bit by bit!
"Hmph! Feng Batian, if you don't withdraw your palm, you will turn into a pile of ice chips! Are you really planning to sacrifice yourself for this little girl?"
Feng Qing shouted loudly. He suddenly applied force with his palms, and there was a pinging sound of freezing in the air. Feng Batian, a white-bearded white man in front of him, suddenly trembled all over, and ice shards had already condensed on his head and eyebrows.
, all shook down!
However, the majestic old man showed no sign of concession or hesitation from the beginning to the end. He remained strong-willed and gritted his teeth to resist!
"The old guy who doesn't know how to live or die!"
Fengfeng roared loudly, and was about to exert the last bit of his palm power. Suddenly, several low string tones sounded rapidly. In an instant, the four blue ice edges that firmly restrained Ziyun's spiritual energy shield cracked and cracked.
When it hit the ground, it was like crystal-like ice edges, with debris flying everywhere.
The ice sword energy cut off by the sound blade suddenly stopped. The powerful external invasion that Feng Batian endured was finally cut off. The Ziyun Shield flashed with light and disappeared sadly. Only Feng Batian's pair were left, which had already been frozen stiff.
His hands were frozen in the air.
The two powerful confrontation forces were interrupted by the sudden external sound blade. Both sides suffered a violent backlash, and you were shocked and took several steps back.
The four evil spirit kings stood firm and looked coldly at the woman playing the piano beside them.
"Hmph! Just relying on this little trick? It's useless!"
Swish! Swish!
Two rays of blue cold light came again.
At this time, Feng Batian's power had been exhausted and he no longer had the ability to activate Ziyun's shield.
Just when he was frightened, Feng Batian suddenly felt a tightening on his shoulders. He was grabbed by someone's hands and dragged aside. As soon as he got out of the way, the place where he was standing was already tightly enveloped by the ice sword energy.
"Qing Kuang..."
Feng Batian let out a scream. As soon as he finished speaking, the figures of the four evil spirit kings had already surrounded the petite woman holding the ink-colored guqin.
"Grandpa, you have been seriously injured. Leave these four old monsters to Qingkuang!"
The woman holding the guqin said calmly. Her tone was still calm and unhurried.
Seeing Feng Batian who collapsed to the side, already seriously injured, with cold air entering his body and losing the ability to fight back, an extremely arrogant sneer appeared on the corner of Feng Qing's mouth.[