Take your son to get married

Chapter 176 Bad Luck 3
Just when Mo Qianchen rushed out of the end of the passage with Feng Shukuang on his back, a breath of absolute zero, like the depths of thousands of years of ice, swept over the sky, and everything it passed was frozen into ice cubes, and then the ice cubes It is refined rapidly under the condition of being visible to the naked eye.

Within a few breaths, the object that was frozen by the icy air was completely transformed into an ice crystal, an ice flower integrated with the ice, but its original appearance was no longer visible.

"Bingjue." Feng Shukuang looked at the cold breath, and immediately lowered his voice and whispered in Mo Qianchen's ear.

Ice Jue, one of the top three magical skills of the Mu clan, will be swallowed and assimilated as soon as it is touched, so it must not touch the body. .

Ice Jue, is this Ice Jue?Mo Qianchen was reminded by Feng Shukuang that at the moment when the icy air moved towards them, the blood sword in his hand slashed across his body in a big circle.

Immediately, thick and bloody flames burned out around Feng Shukuang and Mo Qianchen like a big fireball.

The flame at the price of blood is hotter than any ice in the world.

Surrounded by flames, the icy air immediately couldn't advance an inch.

At this moment when the icy air could not advance an inch, the blood sword in Mo Qianchen nodded three times with a phoenix, and the blood sword instantly became three fire phoenixes, soaring out of the sword, swallowing three huge blood-colored flames, towards the end of the passage A stalk of ice-colored snowflake grass roared past.

Wherever it passed, all the frozen ice cubes on the walls and stone walls were instantly melted into water, and dripped down towards the ground, converging into small puddles.

Huofeng vs Bingxue, either you die or I die.

Mo Qianchen made a move at this time, leaving no leeway, all killing moves.

"Let's go." Just as the blood sword roared towards the ice and snow grass, in the passages in all directions, the sound of footsteps accompanied by cold orders sounded.

More than a dozen masters of the wood tribe who either maintained the deity of grass and trees or transformed into human forms chased them from different passages and rushed towards Mo Qianchen and Feng Shukuang.

Murderous aura flew up in an instant.

His face was like ice and snow, with a murderous expression between his eyebrows.

Mo Qianchen glanced at the besieging Mu clan killers around him, tightly clasped Feng Shukuang on his back with one hand, and danced the blood sword almost like a sword shadow with the other hand.

You can't let them hurt Feng Shukuang, absolutely not.

The blood was surging, and the blood sword passed by, the rich blood seemed to swallow everything, and with Mo Qianchen's determination, he rushed towards the Mu clan killer who was rushing towards them like wolves and tigers.

The passageway is narrow, and the room is instantly filled with red light.

"Pfft, puff." With just one face-to-face encounter, the two Mu clan killers who rushed forward were lost in Mo Qianchen's hands.

Although the guys they came this time are only a little weaker than Mo Qianchen, and the power of joining together must not be underestimated, but if it is one-on-one, Mo Qianchen can cut them all into watermelons.

"The three of you, you, you, come and join me, the five of you attack from that side..." The leader, a cactus-like grass with thorns all over his body, immediately shouted in a low voice, he couldn't follow Mo Qianchen. Flutter, otherwise the loss outweighs the gain.

As soon as he gave the order, the Mu clan killers who rushed forward in a mess, immediately cooperated in twos and threes, and attacked Mo Qianchen.

Complicated attacks were transformed into a few simple attacks, but the calculation of doubling the power was not enough.

Mo Qianchen's face didn't move when he saw it, but the hand holding Feng Shukuang's body was clenched instantly.

(End of this chapter)