Chương 1689: A Cold Drain

A flash of red and blue intermingled as the collision of two powers happened.

~BOOM~

Fire and Ice clashed, spreading a wave of energy that reached all the way to the border of the ring.

~HUMM~

The barrier surrounding it prevented the energy from washing over the audience and protected them. But despite that, several people could see that the power of the attacks was massive.

"This… How did he do this?"

"Isn't he a sword cultivator who had Sword Intent? How is his bow attack even stronger than his sword skills?" 

The people in the audience were stunned by Lin Mu's power. After all, in their eyes, he was just at the first tribulation stage of the immortal realm. They didn't know the sheer amount of immortal Qi that was within his body, nor the fact that the bow he was using was a high grade immortal weapon.

Lin Mu and Xukong had long since concealed the energy imprints of the High Grade immortal weapons.