"Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehe, since you Boss Huo is so anxious to die, then you little bastards will be left to me." Another little old man, Elder Bing, the thin old man less than six feet tall, laughed dryly, then walked towards everyone with his hands on his back.

But the moment he took a step, a mysterious totem like Elder Han automatically emerged behind him. Every time he approached everyone, Chen Qiye and others felt that the temperature between heaven and earth suddenly dropped a certain degree.

When you get closer, you will drop twice.

Three steps, four steps... The battle has not yet begun, dozens of ordinary third-level combat soldiers in Shenji Camp began to hang frost on their bodies, trembling and trembling.

Even if you can't stand firmly, how can you fight? What can you use to fight?

"Be careful, the two elders Han Bing specialize in cultivating the mysterious energy of wind attributes. In conjunction with the mysterious energy totem in their bloodline, they can combine water and wind. Everyone must be careful." Bai Chengxuan reminded.

He is the strongest person in the fourth-level battle throne of the Shenji Camp, but even in this icy and snowy environment, his voice trembling constantly.

Elder Bing laughed and said, "Hahaha, I know a lot. Since you know my name, I will freeze you into my ice sculpture first."

"Go!" Elder Bing bounced his fingers, and a crystal ice bead suddenly condensed in his fingertips.

At this moment, the ice crystal seemed to be the size of a fingernail, but at this moment the temperature of the ice beads was enough to make it worth one hundred degrees.

Not to mention individuals, even a second-level beast, golden-wire tiger, will immediately form an ice sculpture...

"Baicheng, run! Run!"

Qin Kaiwei, the woman with a bun face, and several other battle squads in the Shenji Camp, including Chen Qiye, all shouted at Baicheng.

Baicheng is in danger, Shenjiying is in danger.

"call out!"

Elder Bing bounced his fingers, and the ice bead the size of a fingernail was carried, and the temperature below zero was 100 degrees, and everyone was panicked and Baicheng could not move a step.

The killing attack of the 11th-level strong combatant was pressing against the heart of Baicheng, the fourth-level combatant, and he couldn't get angry at all.

It’s not that Bai Cheng is timid and afraid of death, but that his aura is blocked by Elder Bing, and he has no way to go to heaven and earth.

"Ah...that's a big deal. I'll give you my life."

Bai Cheng roared angrily: "Even if I die, I will bite this piece of meat from you."

As he said that, Bai Cheng crossed his weapon, a pair of sharp mountain-breaking axes, and chopped up against Elder Ice's ice beads.

The metal collided with the mysterious energy, and with a buzzing sound, Bai Cheng's well-made hand, the mountain-breaking axe, which was made by a forge, was frozen and then began to fall off. Fortunately, Bai Cheng was quick-eyed and quickly threw away the battle axe, otherwise he would have formed an ice sculpture with a human head because of the battle axe.

"Scary, how can a strong warrior at level 11 be so scary?"

"It would be fine if Elder Bing was just an ordinary strong warrior, but the two brothers were the personal guards of the Caiguo court. How could they be compared to an ordinary eleventh-level strong warrior?"

"A man dies and eggs are facing the sky. The worst thing is that our brothers in Shenji Camp will live and die together today, and fight against this dead old man."

"I've fought for it."

As he said that, the morale of the fifty third-level war soldiers of the Shenji Camp increased sharply and they were ready to fight to the death when they lifted their weapons.

But it was too late. If the two elders Han Bing were just ordinary strong warriors, how could they serve as the palace guards of the Cai Kingdom? What about the people around the royal family?

Their mysterious energy totem is in conjunction with the unique mysterious energy cultivation method, making the mysterious energy in their bodies completely frozen.

"Oh, it also aroused your blood? Then let me see how well-known your Daiguo Shenji Camp is, how terrible it is!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Elder Bing stretched out his hand and bent his fingers at the same time. The mysterious energy attribute in his body, coupled with the bonus of the mysterious energy totem, turned into several ice beads.

"bomb."

"bomb."

"bomb."

....

As he kept leaning out, more than a dozen soldiers of Shenji Camp were frozen into ice sculptures. Just as Elder Ice's right hand condensed an ice bead and just shot it out, an incredible scene happened.

A flying knife slashed directly on the track of the Ice Bead. The targeted Shenji Camp warrior was ready to die.

But seeing that he was not dead, he touched his body with both hands, his face dull: "I, I, I am not dead? Didn't I become an ice sculpture?"

Qin Kaiwei, Baicheng, the bun-faced woman, and the remaining Shenji Camp warriors were all staying there. Some of them could actually block the fatal blow of a strong warrior.

"Who is it?"

"It's your boy who ruined my good things?" Elder Bing followed the trick of flying knife and looked at Shen Qiye coldly and asked.

"So it's Shen Qiye?"

"The blood power is really powerful."

"Do we have hope of turning the tables?"

The nine battle thrones of Shenji Camp, together with Qin Kaiwei, suddenly realized who else could this flying sword talent be except Shen Qiye?

Even though Shen Qiye is only a third-level combat soldier now, the projection talent he has comprehended is only a yellow-level, but Elder Ice's flashing ice is also a projection skill.

Bloodline magic is bloodline magic. As long as Shen Qiye's hand continues to fly, it is absolutely impossible for Elder Bing to use the ice bead to kill the Divine Machine Camp.
Chapter completed!