Shen Xuan used the same old trick, his figure like lightning, as the Exotic Cold Iron Rod once again carried the momentum of wind and thunder directly towards True Master Shou Yang, who had just stabilized himself.
The softest fruit, pick that first.
True Master Shou Yang's face turned bitter.
The opponent's Divine Power and the terrifying momentum of the Exotic Cold Iron Rod made him dare not confront it head-on.
He had to activate the fire qilin Dharma Aspect again, retreating rapidly to the side and back, temporarily avoiding the edge.
True Monarch Red Lotus's colorful lotus scarf followed like a shadow, the karmic fire blazing, pressing down on him once more.
Yet Shen Xuan did not fight hard against it, the brilliance of the Storage Pouch at his waist flashed continuously, and more than a hundred icy spirit crystals shot out.
Instantly forming an array, transforming into layer upon layer, constantly regenerating and thickening into a Profound Ice barrier.
