Whoosh, whoosh — countless basin-sized ice chunks were blasted away, whistling through the air, flying everywhere; the scene was exceptionally terrifying.
"Crash, crash —" The sound of a large area of ice collapsing echoed, sliding down in pieces, causing more ice and snow to loosen, collapse, the sound like a thousand horses galloping, countless demons' sinister laughter, changing the color of the world.
In this terrifying environment, three figures swooped down like three large birds. Tie Diao tightly grabbed Luo Zheng and Shi Qian; ice blocks whistled by, striking the backs of the three with muffled sounds. Luo Zheng and Shi Qian wore bullet-proof armor that could even block bullets—how could they care about these seemingly fierce ice blocks? As for Tie Diao, his entire body was tense, ignoring the ice blocks that struck him, with eyes like torches, staring firmly below.
