A powerful ice-attributed mysterious energy hit Xie and Wenhua through Lu Shuangyang's hands.
"ah!"
A powerful cold current suddenly burst out and swept across the entire river.
“Huhhhh…”
Even the boat hundreds of meters away felt the cold coming.
"Is this Yang's strength?" Feng stopped and Jiang Xiaoqi looked towards the battlefield.
I saw that the position where Lu Shuangyang and Xie and others contacted were diffused forward in a ninety-degree arc in front of Lu Shuangyang, which was as long as one hundred meters and was completely frozen.
"Wow! So awesome!"
"It actually condensed such a large area of water into ice!"
"And that person seems very young!"
"As young and so powerful, how strong will he be in the future!"