"Very well, this Qin will experience Fellow Daoist Huan's demonic mist attack." Seeing Huan Jun instantly unleash another divine ability, Qin Fengming's eyes flickered slightly, and a low shout rang out.
As his words left his mouth, the sword blade in his hand was already sweeping up again.
In an instant, a mass of five-colored rosy light appeared. A huge sphere of light immediately manifested before him as the long sword in Qin Fengming's hand moved at blinding speed.
"Die, you junior!" As Qin Fengming's long sword danced, a cold shout rang out alongside it.
The voice was not loud, but in this place where the scorching gale howled, even the spectators who had already retreated fifty or sixty kilometers could hear it clearly.
As his words fell, shrill, piercing beast roars suddenly resounded from within the rolling, surging icy-blue mist. The enormous mist churned violently. As Huan Jun uttered his final word, a vast icy aura abruptly erupted and surged toward the place where Qin Fengming stood.
"That's the Demonic Ice Bat divine ability! One of Huan Jun's powerful divine abilities." As the blue mist appeared and spread, someone among the distant spectators immediately cried out.
"Back then, the famed Zhong brothers of the Hua Lian Sect were defeated beneath this very divine ability of Huan Jun. In that battle, two of the Zhong brothers suffered serious injuries."
"If that Fellow Daoist surnamed Qin has no means of resisting the cold, the icy aura alone may sweep him up and leave him helplessly awaiting death. Besides the cold, the ice bats' sonic-wave ability to restrain the soul is also terrifying. I'm afraid Fellow Daoist Qin will already be at a great disadvantage before the fight even begins."
"Even if that person surnamed Qin can withstand the cold and the