Mr. Master's Extreme Cold air did not stop, but swept toward the Nine-headed Bird like lightning.
The Nine-headed Bird immediately sprayed nine flames, weaving them into a Flame Wall a hundred meters ahead to try to block Mr. Master's Extreme Cold air.
Mr. Master held the Ice Sword in both hands, the Extreme Cold air continuously emanating, forming a river that surged in mid-air, roaring and rushing forward.
With a fierce shout, the rushing ice cold river in mid-air suddenly boiled, the Extreme Cold Energy raged and surged, directly leaping over the Flame Wall woven by nine flames, and charged at the Nine-headed Bird.
The Nine-headed Bird instantly felt a chill running through its body, the Extreme Cold air enveloping it entirely.
The nine flames appeared to be wrapped like glass tubes, surrounded by a layer of ice, yet fiercely burning inside.
"Howl—"
The Nine-headed Bird let out a long wail, a light instantly emitted from its body,
