This is the area where she focuses.
Last time in Qingzhou, when fighting Wuming, this trick didn't have much effect.
Facing the unknown saint who came later, she didn't dare to use it, and even if she used it, she couldn't take the blow.
But now, she is going to give it her all!
Rays of icy light burst out from the field and headed straight for the inn.
Boom...
The entire inn instantly turned into an iceberg, freezing everything and making people tremble with fear.
There was a chill in the air inside the inn.
The fat man shuddered and crawled under the table!
"Damn it! Does this woman want to die?" Ye Xuan slammed his hand on the counter and stood up suddenly!
He grabbed a chair with his right hand and threw it out. When the chair touched the wall of the inn, it actually went straight through the wall.
Outside the inn, a chair suddenly appeared and rushed towards Jiang Yan at an unimaginable speed.
The numerous icy lights couldn't block it at all, and they shattered upon touching!
Jiang Yan's face froze, and before she could react, a chair appeared in front of her.
She quickly condensed an ice shield and then retreated rapidly!
But it was too late now.
The ice shield couldn't even hold the attack for half a breath before it shattered with a loud bang.
The chair even hit Jiang Yan directly in the face!
Bang!
Two streaks of blood flowed from Jiang Yan's face, and the tall nose bridge was directly broken.
And the chair seemed to have fulfilled its fate and shattered into pieces!
"Fuck your mother!!!"
Jiang Yan was furious, this time she was really angry!
She was a saint, but someone broke her nose with a chair in public. If this got out, she would have no chance of staying in the saint circle!
At least she was in the void last time, and except for three blind people, no one else witnessed her miserable condition!
“I’m going to kill you!!!”
Jiang Yan's aura surged, and this time she directly burned her saint soul, allowing herself to briefly step into the realm of saint perfection. She was only one step away from the ceiling of Eastern Wasteland, the realm of Saint King!
"Xiaoyan, retreat!" Just when she was about to fight to the death, a loud voice came into the battlefield.
A scorching breath enveloped her whole body, directly and forcibly canceling her secret method of burning holy soul!
"Ancestor?"
Jiang Yan was startled when she heard the familiar voice of this person!
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