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Whoosh!

The Coldsteel Rod swept out violently, but was stopped by Zeng Kuilin in the nick of time. He quickly retracted the Coldsteel Rod.

Even Zhan Tianming was slightly surprised by this ability to easily retract and release energy.

The Glacial Tree that was pulled over by the Myriad Years Soul Nurturing Wood did not stop there. Instead, under the gift of the Myriad Years Soul Nurturing Wood, it continued to smash towards Zeng Kuilin.

Zeng Kuilin's battle awareness was obviously not bad. After putting away the rod, he suddenly stomped on the ground and dodged to the side, at the same time blocking off the Myriad Years Soul Nurturing Wood's escape route, forcing the latter to quickly turn around and flee in another direction.

At this time, two clusters of Nirvana Flame appeared on Feng Wushuang's hands.

Riiiip!

Warm …

Warm …

The Nirvana Flame quickly formed a fire net in front of her, and then shot it towards the Myriad Years Soul Nurturing Wood.

Myriad Years Soul Nurturing Wood didn't like flying snow, but it hated fire even more.

Furthermore, the high temperature of the Nirvana Flame was already enough to make the Myriad Years Soul Nurturing Wood extremely dislike it.

Whoosh!

In a flash, the figure rapidly dashed towards another direction.

Even Zhan Tianming did not know how the Myriad Years Soul Nurturing Wood had dodged. Could it be that it had no roots?

However, this kind of knowledge of common sense is obviously not applicable.

Facing the Myriad Years Soul Nurturing Wood that was rushing towards him, Zhan Tianming was not in a hurry to speed up his hunt. Instead, he continued to maintain his high sensitivity and sensed the changes in the messy Power of Law around him. At the same time, he moved and attacked appropriately, forcing the Myriad Years Soul Nurturing Wood to head in another direction.

"With its current speed, if I use Long Zhan In The Wild, under several times the normal speed, I will only need half a second to catch it. However, if the Law Tide is triggered within this half second, then it will be troublesome. I must clearly sense the messy laws around us." Zhan Tianming muttered in his heart.

It was not that he did not want to intervene, but he needed to ensure the safety of himself, Feng Wushuang and himself.

At this time, as if sensing that he was trapped, a change suddenly occurred to the Myriad Years Soul Nurturing Wood.

The entire Myriad Years Soul Nurturing Wood began to shrink strangely.

"Whiz!"

Like a flash of lightning, the reduced Myriad Years Soul Nurturing Wood turned into a streak of white and disappeared into the air.

"What?"

Feng Wushuang and Zeng Kuilin were both shocked.

Lao Leier was also startled.

Gone?

The Myriad Years Soul Nurturing Wood just disappeared from their eyes like that?

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The wind blew from the north, and the snow fell with it.

The forbidden region of snow had disappeared, proving that the Myriad Years Soul Nurturing Wood was no longer here.

"Damn it!"

Lao Leier's face immediately became gloomy, and then he swept his gaze across Zhan Tianming and the others.

"Humph!" It was all because of you three pieces of trash that the Myriad Years Soul Nurturing Wood ran away.

Whoosh!

Lao Leier, whose face was flipping faster than a book, directly charged toward Feng Wushuang, who was the closest to him.

Zhan Tianming's brows also suddenly shook.

"Fuck the eighteen generations of your ancestors!"

Without thinking, Zhan Tianming immediately rushed over.

In the blink of an eye, he had already rushed to Feng Wushuang's position before Lao Leier had managed to hit him. He shouted in his heart: "Latent Dragon Do Not Use!"

In an instant, a powerful energy accumulated within his body as he waited to unleash it.

Without even thinking about it, Zhan Tianming lifted his left hand and fiercely smacked it.

"Proud Dragon Repents!"

"Ding dong!" Triggering double the power! "Activate the garrotte effect!"

"Roar!"

The Ice Fire Dragon Shadow roared out.

Zhan Tianming did not conserve any strength for this palm strike. After all, he was facing a One Star Feather Saint.

Lao Leier never thought that Zhan Tianming would actually dare to go all out.

Furthermore, he was worried about the scattered Power of Law and the moving Glacial Tree, so he did not dare to use too much strength.

BOOM!

The Ice Fire Dragon Shadow directly smashed into Lao Leier's hand which was holding onto the ball of Saint Force.

Lao Leier's expression instantly changed greatly.

"Ancient Divine Flame?"

He was shocked, but did not have the time to think about anything else. He immediately used a Lightning, isolating his own hand from the Sun-eroding Black Inflammation.

Unfortunately, even then, Lao Leier's right hand was still burnt to a crisp.

Suppressing the pain in his hand, Lao Leier stared at Zhan Tianming, Feng Wushuang and Zeng Kuilin who were gathered together.

"Humph!" A little Human Clan, dares to hurt me? "

Lao Leier's killing intent soared from the bottom of his heart.

After all, he was a One Star Feather Saint, and also the owner of Tianxue Town. He hadn't thought that he would be hurt by a kid that he had always looked down upon, and furthermore, this kid actually possessed a treasure like the Primordial Divine Flame.

After a while, the sinister look on Lao Leier's face was replaced with a hint of a cold smile, and his gaze landed on Zeng Kuilin.

"Brat, you want to save your father? Or do you want him to stay in bed for the rest of his life with serious injuries? "

"Of course I want to save him." Zeng Kuilin replied subconsciously.

"Hehehe, you should know that the person your father offended is a good friend of mine. With just a single word from me, your father will no longer need to suffer such torture." Lao Leier laughed sinisterly, a tinge of ridicule appearing on his face.

Zeng Kuilin frowned: "Exchanging the conditions, go ahead."

"Hahaha …" Not bad, not too stupid. " Lao Leier laughed complacently. Following that, his gaze shifted towards Zhan Tianming and Feng Wushuang, and a sinister look flashed across his eyes. "Zeng Kuilin, you want me to save your father, then help me kill them."

Hearing this, Zhan Tianming's face revealed a hint of anger.

This bastard!

He actually used such a thing in exchange?

However, this situation did not exceed Zhan Tianming's expectations, and Zhan Tianming also wanted to know, under this kind of situation, how would Zeng Kuilin choose?

Although Zhan Tianming believed that his own weight was definitely not higher than the latter's father in Zeng Kuilin's eyes, but he could still understand some things from Zeng Kuilin's expression when he made his next choice, or when he made his second choice, etc.

Zhan Tianming didn't say a single word. His only gaze slightly swept across Zeng Kuilin's body, waiting for the latter's decision.

Both of Zeng Kuilin's hands tightly gripped the Coldsteel Rod, but he did not immediately nod his head, or perhaps he was shaking his head.

There was a trace of struggle between his brows.

[What should I do?