Chapter 1667: Hands-on 2

The man quickly backed away and immediately waved, "Sleepy!"
A thick layer of ice appeared around Yun Haochen instantly, and his attack stopped him.
Boom...the broken ice and flew down everywhere.
The following hail is like the following, but the hail is not that big, the people in the mansion will run away with their heads holding their heads if they have no cultivation base, and those who have the cultivation base can use their spiritual power to prop up the protective cover.
Murong Feixue urged...
The broken ice cubes that splashed and fell were smashed everywhere at a very fast speed, and Murong Hua didn't know that she couldn't use spiritual power, so he didn't have the first time to protect her.
Boom...
"Ah... ah... oh..."
Many people around listened to the source of the sound, and when they saw it, Murong Hua was also startled.
"Xue'er?" Murong Hua froze for a moment, and hurriedly said, "Mother Xin, take a look."
Qiaobi was shocked, how could it be her lady? Help her immediately, "Miss, miss. How are you, are you okay?"
Murong Feixue glared angrily. Does she have anything to ask?
Murong Ying was stunned, and hurriedly walked over, reproaching him: "Why don't you start a defense? That's a holy power against you! See what you are like?"
Murong Feixue wanted to cry without tears, is she not wanting to defend herself? She thinks too!
"Father...daughter...daughter..." I just couldn't say it.
Mother Xin and Qiaobi lifted her up from the ground, her head was smashed by a big ice block, her face was also crushed, and there was broken ice foam on her face, looking embarrassed.
Qingcheng glanced, and then continued to deal with the opponent's people. These people were not weak in strength, and they were the best sharpening stones for her.
Long Feiye finished solving another opponent. He turned his head and couldn't smile. "Murong Feixue, do you really think that you are relatives with Hail? Haha! It's stupid, won't you have spiritual power? "
Mo Tong teased: "She is full of filthy things in her mind, where would she think of other things? Shit..."
Murong Ying's expression appeared embarrassed, and he stared at Murong Feixue, "You...Ah! How should you say hello, father? What happened to you today?"
Murong Hua also felt strange that today's Murong Feixue was very wrong. "Xue'er, what happened? What can't be said?"
Murong Feixue looked aggrieved at Murong Ying, just about to speak, "Father...daughter..."
Bang bang! ! Another powerful attack collided, and Yun Haochen's energy body shattered the opponent's defensive rock.
Fortunately, Murong Ying was by Murong Feixue's side, and the barrier also protected her at the same time, otherwise her face would be bruised and swollen.
"Puff!" After the man stepped back in midair, scarlet blood slid out from the corner of his mouth.
The expression in Murong Hua's eyes condensed, is the opponent really a god? how is this possible? Is it the Chinese cabbage?
Looking at Yun Haochen who was fighting in midair with disbelief, a strange color crossed his eyes, "If this person can attract..."
Immediately asked the birth voice: "Are you really a god?"
Yun Haochen glanced at it coldly and said lightly, "Do you think it is possible?"
The man on the opposite side was holding his chest and was surprised, "You lied to me?"
"What do you believe in what I say?" Yun Haochen replied disdainfully.
The man choked immediately, his eyes covered by black gauze flashed a red light, the corners of his mouth disliked a smirk, and the unpleasant voice that was so hoarse that it could pierce the eardrum, he said: "Okay... since you are not a god-level !" He took out a pill and fed it down to himself, his aura soared again, and the long sword in his hand swung out again.