This power is enough to break a small planet!

Ling Xuefei's face was no wave of ancient wells, holding the right hand, and the countless ice elements around the surrounding space instantly gathered to his right hand.

In the right hand.

The ice sword is three, three, three in three, and exudes the coldness of people.

The next moment.

Ling Xuefei did not retreat, and he rushed to the prisoner with a sword.

The sword light shines, and the cold is compelling.

Xuan Bing's aura surrounds the sword of the Bingbing Sword, making this sword more sharp!

"court death!"

The prisoner's eyes were cold, and the sound of humming coldly.

The gap between strength is placed here.

From the perspective of prisoner, she just does not make self -care, and finds the road of death.

Tens of thousands of meters distance, for the two gods in the realm, but the instant is.
Chapter completed!