Chapter 1578 Breaking the Ice

Xiao Fan's expression returned to calm, and he killed Bing Bu, the leader of the Ice Clan, as if he had done an insignificant thing, which frightened Bing Ye and others.

Bing Bubu is the Eight-Transformation God of War. Even if he can only exert the power of the Six-Transformation God of War or even the Seven-Transformation God of War here, not everyone can kill him.

Only then did Bingye realize that the most powerful among this group of people was not Zhuo Tianhong, and the leader was not Ling Feng, but Xiao Fan, who had been extremely low-key along the way.

With the different strength of Zhan Sha Bing, even if he makes a sneak attack, it is not something that ordinary people can compare with.

"Let's go!" Bing BuTong gritted his teeth and swept upwards without hesitation.

Even Bing BuTong is dead. How can these people be Xiao Fan's opponents?

In the blink of an eye, everyone in the Ice Tribe disappeared. Only Bingjin stood there with an indifferent expression, without any expression.

After everyone from the Ice Tribe left, Bing Jin's eyes shined brightly, she looked at Xiao Fan angrily and said, "You, you killed my grandfather?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards Xiao Fan with murderous intent.

"Get out!" Xiao Fan shouted coldly, and terrible murderous aura burst out. Bingjin's body refused to obey and flew out, hitting the cold crystal on the cliff heavily. Her internal organs trembled and her mouth overflowed. A trace of blood.

If Bingjin hadn't still had some use value, Xiao Fan would have killed him just now, so how could he be so arrogant and domineering here.

His mind was controlled, and he didn't have any consciousness at all. He dared to yell at Xiao Fan. Xiao Fan didn't kill him, so he was already very tolerant!

"Third brother is so awesome that he actually killed Bing Ding. They all ran away in fear." Guan Xiaoqi looked at Xiao Fan with admiration and said.

Others also came up one after another, and they were all shocked by Xiao Fan's terrifying explosive power just now.

"He's not dead yet." Xiao Fan shook his head, his expression extremely solemn.

"Not dead?" Everyone was extremely surprised. They had just witnessed Bing Tongtong's body being strangled to death by countless sword energies. Nothing was left. How could he not be dead?

But since Xiao Fan said this, they naturally would not doubt Xiao Fan's words.

"Wait a minute, Third Brother, you're not going to tell me that those ice crystal monsters you killed before were made by Bing Tong, right?" Xiao Jin suddenly reacted and was very surprised.

No wonder Xiao Jin suspected that those ice crystal monsters could be resurrected from the dead, so how could the people who created them not be able to do so?

If Bing BuTong was really the one who created the ice crystal monster, then he would definitely not die.

"I don't know this, but when I killed him just now, I didn't see his fate, nor did I see the crystal of divine power." Xiao Fan shook his head.

The destiny and the crystal of divine power are symbols of the God of War realm. After death, even if the destiny disappears, the crystal of divine power will still exist.

However, when Xiao Fan killed Bing Di, he didn't see anything.

Moreover, Xiao Fan did not believe that the majestic leader of the Ice Clan could be so weak with only such strength. You must know that the Ice Clan existed longer than the major ancient clans in the War Spirit Continent.

"Then what should we do now?" Guan Xiaoqi asked worriedly.

The clone of Bing BuTong just now was so terrifying. If Bing BuTong himself came, they would have absolutely no room to fight back.

"It's too late to leave here. Bing BuTong will definitely not let us go. The Moon God Crown and Feiyu Divine Bow alone are enough to make Bing BuTong fight for his life." Xiao Fan stared upward with sharp eyes.

"You will definitely die if you stay here. It's better to fight out now." Nangong Xiaoxiao's fighting spirit was high.

Ling Feng also flashed a sharp look, and then said: "By the way, Lao San, aren't you a soul pattern master? Set up a small teleportation array and you should be able to teleport out."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes fell on Xiao Fan.

"It's too late." Xiao Fan shook his head.

Everyone was puzzled. It would take a while for Bing BuTong to arrive. Why was it too late?

As soon as the thought came to an end, an extremely terrifying aura swept across the world, like a wild beast awakening.

The momentum surged toward Xiao Fan and the others like a vast ocean, and the entire ground shook violently.

"What's going on?" Everyone looked up in surprise, but they saw that Bingye and the others landed at the entrance of the cave and did not leave, and their expressions could not be calm.

"This fluctuation of divine power is different from ice." Xiao Fan said with great certainty. After saying that, Xiao Fan held the Shura Sword and gently slid it on the ground, leaving marks one after another.

"Third brother, how long has it been and you are still drawing this thing here?" Nangong Xiaoxiao said anxiously. At this time, no one except Xiao Fan could calm down.

"What are you afraid of? Bingjin is still in our hands." Xiao Fan looked indifferent, showing that he didn't care about anything on the surface, but he was also extremely solemn in his heart.

Within three breaths, circular marks appeared on the ground with a cross inside.

"Zhuo Tianhong, Xiao Qi, Xiao Jin, if you see these circular marks, attack with all your strength until the ice is broken." Xiao Fan said.

"Okay!" Although several people were confused, they still followed the instructions without hesitation, having an inexplicable trust in Xiao Fan and the others.

Only Xiao Fan, Zhuo Tianhong, Xiao Qi and Xiao Jin could barely block the erosion of the cold air, so Xiao Fan looked for them, but they probably wouldn't last long.

Several people stood on the circular mark, their aura surged, and when they saw Xiao Fan's punch coming down in anger, they also took action.

boom!

The ice surface trembled, but it was only a tremor. With their strength, it was completely indestructible.

"You are indestructible. There is a soul world above. Do you understand what the soul world is?" Bingjin's sarcastic voice sounded, "Moreover, even if you blast through the ice, you can't cut down the iron chains. These iron chains can't be broken." The chains are made of tens of thousands of years of cold iron and have been tempered for thousands of times. They are no longer weaker than the magic weapons, and you can't escape!"

"If you say one more thing, do you believe I will pull out your tongue?" Xiao Fan gave Bingjin a cold look. He did not want to weaken everyone's momentum.

Bingjin knew that Xiao Fan was a ruthless person and could definitely do what he said, so she quickly kept silent.

Guan Xiaoqi, Xiao Jin and Zhuo Tianhong kept attacking the ice. Ling Feng and Nangong Xiaoxiao also joined Xiao Jin's camp. Although they couldn't leave Xiao Jin too far, they still had no problem attacking beside Xiao Jin.

The ground shook even more violently, and at the same time, the majestic pressure quickly approached, suppressing everyone's hearts like a mountain.

When everyone saw this, their expressions changed wildly. If Bing BuTong himself came, they would be in trouble. With this momentum alone, he didn't know how many times more powerful than the clone he killed before.

"Use all your strength!" The indifference on Xiao Fan's face disappeared. It was really Bing's different strength that put too much pressure on him. He was probably at least the God of Nine Transformations, or even the God of Perfection.

"Okay!" Everyone nodded, without any reservations. Everyone used their full strength to hit the ice!

"Boom~"

There was an explosion, and the ice suddenly exploded, turning into countless ice crystals and flying in all directions. Bingjin in the distance was hit by several ice crystals, and blood flew everywhere.

"How is that possible?" Bingjin asked in horror.

"As I said just now, the third child is a soul carver. I don't know how many times more powerful than that bullshit soul carver of your Ice Tribe." Nangong Xiaoxiao's face showed a proud look.

"Even so, even if you break through the ice, you can't cut through this ten thousand-year-old cold iron!" Bingjin sneered.