"Damn it!"
An Lin was incensed. She flipped her upper body backward and stomped her foot on the sword. A " bang " rang out, and the sword trembled along with the sky.
A large amount of cold air gushed out and swayed under the sunlight. A thin layer of ice formed on her right foot in an instant. A bone-chilling cold rose from the soles of her feet, and she gradually lost consciousness.
"Not good!"
An Lin was startled, and she twisted her waist to kick the sword away with her numb right foot.
He used the momentum to charge forward, and the five fingers of his left hand formed an incantation gesture and slapped out in the air.
A ray of blue light spread out from her palm, forming countless concentric circles that rippled down.
A black light flashed in his right hand and a dagger appeared. He threw it in the air and it turned into a long black blade. He slashed down.
