Xiaoxiao stands on a small iceberg with xuanbing sword in his hand. His indifferent eyes look at the crazy beast in front of him. When the beast came to her. I saw her leap in the air, and the xuanbing sword stabbed the head of the ice beast like a dragon.

after so many repetitions, the life breath of ice beast is obviously weakening. Rao is so, Gao Feng still laments its tenacity of vitality. If it's an ordinary spirit beast, it can't escape a sword. But the ice beast was stabbed all over his head and was still alive.

after some tossing, the ice beast finally fell down.

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