In short.

The entire Murong family compound was shrouded in frost, and all the flowers, plants, and trees instantly froze, as if they had entered a world of ice and snow.

Even the fully armed elite soldiers couldn't help but shiver.

They felt their bodies getting colder rapidly, and the guns in their hands were frozen solid.

"It's so cold, so cold..."

"What's going on?!"

Several soldiers spoke up instinctively.

Then, before anyone could answer them, the frost in the yard flew towards them like sharp blades.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

A thin layer of frost is more terrifying than a sharp blade.

They flew in in thousands, giving the warrior no chance to react.

The frost covering the sky formed a barrier of slaughter.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Under Murong Shuang's control, the frost, like blades used to slowly torture prisoners, began to frantically strangle these war gods.

"Aaaaaah!"

"Aaaaaaah!!"

"Aaaaaaaahhhhh!!!"

The wails continued, but no matter how they tried to hide, they couldn't escape the frost that filled the sky.

Some soldiers even wanted to desert!

But the merciless frost directly churned up puffs of blood mist from his legs!

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Puffs of blood mist kept exploding in the air.

In less than a minute, these thousands of warriors were shredded into pieces of flesh as thin as cicada wings by countless frost.

At that moment, the frost covering the sky was dyed pink.

"Is...am I too late?"

When Nai Yourong finally arrived at the Murong family's residence, her pretty face turned pale and then red upon seeing this scene.

The intense urge to vomit made her body feel weak.

Then I looked at Murong Shuang standing in the void...

Her pretty face was expressionless, her eyes were as cold as ice, and she stood motionless in the void.

"Sister Shuang?"

Then Rong tried to shout.

Murong Shuang did not respond to Nai You Rong, but stared blankly at the fallen Old Master Murong.

"grandfather……"

Murong Shuang subconsciously walked towards Old Master Murong.

The next second, she lost her footing and fell straight down from the void.

"Sister Shuang!"

Nai You Rong rushed over and caught Murong Shuang, who had fallen from the void, while quickly checking her over.

"Rongrong, is Shuangshuang okay?"

Chen Xiu's voice reached Nai You Rong's ears.

"It's nothing, he just fainted temporarily due to excessive consumption of spiritual energy and immense grief."

Then Rong opened her mouth and answered.

Upon hearing this, Chen Xiu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Murong Shuang has only been cultivating for a short time, and now she is forcibly using the third move of the Frost's Sorrow technique, so her body naturally cannot withstand the enormous consumption.

"Take good care of her!"

After saying that, Chen Xiu fixed his gaze on the six War Gods again, and said in an icy tone, "Now it's time for you to pay your debts!"

Rumble—

The enormous golden dragon claw intensified its oppressive aura once more.

"Aaaaaah!"

The six war gods' bodies surged with spiritual energy, hoping to withstand Chen Xiu's attack.

However, the next second...

Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!

The six war gods all coughed up a mouthful of blood, and even their legs were trembling, clearly unable to hold on any longer.

Although they were the war gods of the Great Xia Kingdom, they were, after all, war gods of the mortal realm.

Chen Xiu is a Celestial Emperor who has cultivated for three thousand years!

With just a single hand exerting force, they were already unable to resist and began to spit blood.

"I haven't even done anything yet, and you're already spitting blood?"

A hint of contempt flashed in Chen Xiu's cold eyes. He immediately withdrew his supernatural powers and said coldly, "Killing you all like this would be too easy for you! Now, let's try a different approach!"

How about a different way to play?

Upon hearing this, the six war gods panicked.

They had no idea what trick Chen Xiu was up to.

But the enormous golden dragon claw had vanished...

Before they could think any further, Chen Xiu had already vanished into the void.

When Chen Xiu reappeared, he was already in front of the six War Gods: "If you still have the will to live within three minutes, I will spare your lives!"

"Three minutes, what do you want to do?"

"Asura War God Yu Wankai said in a trembling voice."

However, Chen Xiu had no interest in answering the question and instead took action directly.

Whoosh!

He flashed in front of the Asura War God and slammed down with a powerful punch.

"not good!"

Asura War God Yu Wankai cried out in alarm. Faced with such a mountain-splitting punch, he had no ability to resist.

However, he was not as fast as Chen Xiu, so he had no chance to escape!

Bang!

With a loud bang, the left shoulder bone of the Asura War God Yu Wankai was smashed.

"Aaaaaaah!!"

Asura War God Yu Wankai let out a miserable scream. He was in excruciating pain and raised his long sword to slash at Chen Xiu's neck.

"Yes, that's how you scream! The louder you scream, the more excited I get!"

Chen Xiu sneered and raised his arm to defend himself.

Ding!

The long sword struck Chen Xiu's arm, producing a metallic clanging sound.

"How is that possible?"

The Asura War God Yu Wankai was greatly shocked. His blood-red longsword was made of special fine steel and could cut through gold and jade.

But now, they can't even cut Chen Xiu's arm!

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Despair filled Wan Kai's eyes as he shouted, "I don't believe it! I don't believe your physical body is this strong!!"

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