บท 797: Frozen to Death

While Ming Sihan and Ling Shoumo were fighting, a strong gust of wind formed around them. Dark clouds surged in the sky, and the leaves on the ground swayed as if they were about to be uprooted by the wind.

All of the living beings within a ten-mile radius had their internal organs shattered. This was the result of a true battle between experts.

Previously in Ethereal Mountain, the two of them did not really use their strength.

If they fought there, more people might be injured.

The golden protective shield cracked bit by bit.

Ling Shoumo gritted his teeth and looked at Ming Sihan coldly.

Was this man prepared to perish together with him?

With a bang, the two of them were bounced off by a powerful force.

Ling Shoumo knelt on one knee, clutching his chest, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

There was a tinge of chaos amidst the waste.

He seemed to be in great pain.

Ming Sihan wasn't any better.