If you hear me, do you want to kill me?!
Yan Dingyun could only roll his eyes, glancing at the few imprisoned American spiritualists who were now squeezed beyond recognition by the ice blocks.
Only then did she realize that although Ruotinghan had frozen herself, she had not squeezed them.
As Ruoting Han sheathed his sword, the ice inside was squeezed even more violently with each step the sword was pulled into its scabbard.
Gromet and the others had blood all over their faces, broken noses, and deformed skulls.
Even on his deathbed, he was still looking at Ruotinghan, wanting to use his spiritual magic, but he found that the spiritual power in his body was circulating very slowly because of his frost spiritual power, as if it was about to freeze, making his spine feel cold.
This can be considered an example of giving someone a taste of their own medicine.
In the moment before death, everyone wants to struggle a little longer, to wait a little longer, but Ruo Tinghan didn't give him that chance.
It was precisely because of the passage of time that Ruotinghan was slow to sheathe his sword, which gave him this much time.
The scabbard clicked shut the instant it closed.
At that moment, all the ninth-level psychic masters felt as if every cell in their bodies had been frozen by Ruotinghan.
The next second, the ice shattered, sending powder flying everywhere. No one was seen, and blood-red snowflakes exploded in the air.
However, Yan Dingyun and Ruo Qingwu were not affected in the slightest.
It turned out that Ruotinghan was protecting them, and then the huge ice block in the sky disappeared.
Yan Dingyun and the others regained their freedom.
Everyone stared in shock at the scene before them.
Ruo Tinghan, one person... swiftly defeated several ninth-level psychic masters in the United States!?
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