My Master is Lin Zhengying

"die!"

A squeak.

Immediately, an incomparably majestic cold air surged out.

He pointed at the Onmyoji directly.

Seeing this, the surrounding onmyojis were so frightened that they dodged left and right.

But the onmyoji holding the puppet was locked on by Xiaoyu's aura.

At this time, he was also unable to move.

He could only helplessly, staring at the cold air sweeping towards him.

"boom!"

There was a crash.

The cold air hit the onmyoji's chest instantly.

The onmyoji screamed.

The whole person flew out in an instant.

In the end, it knocked over the three of them before falling to the ground.

He covered his heart.

"Puffed" a mouthful of blood, only feeling extremely cold in the chest.

This coldness is still spreading all over the body.

He looked down and found that his chest was covered with frost.

And the frost was still spreading along his skin.

Such a scene scared the onmyoji into panic.

"Ah! No, no..."

But before he got up, the frost had spread to his neck and head.

Immediately afterwards, his expression froze and his whole body became stiff.

Half sitting on the ground, motionless, maintaining a posture of struggling and beating frost.

Unsteady, he fell to the side.

"Bang Dang" sounded crisply.

The body of the onmyoji was torn apart like a block of ice.

The surrounding Fusang Onmyojis were all dumbfounded when they saw such a terrifying scene.

For a while, I was stunned, not knowing what to do.

The onmyoji died, not directly killed by Xiaoyu's cold air, but frozen to death by the cold air.

How cold is this?

Freezing a living person into an ice sculpture at a speed visible to the naked eye?

The surrounding onmyojis swallowed their mouths one after another, their hearts terrified to the extreme.

What kind of powerful female ghost is this?

Look at Xiaoyu again.

After Xiaoyu killed the Onmyoji holding the puppet.

The formation pattern under Nan Chen's feet also disappeared, turning into a wisp of smoke.

Nan Chen also resumed his actions again.

"Nanchen, you, you are seriously injured!"

Xiaoyu looked at Nan Chen anxiously, supported him with her hands, her face was full of distress and concern.

Nan Chen looked at Xiaoyu and saw how powerful Xiaoyu's blow was.

It is clear in her heart that Xiaoyu has become even more powerful this time in retreat.

He panted heavily, showing a smile:

"I'm fine.

Xiaoyu, you saved me again, thank you..."

Nan Chen spoke sincerely.

But Xiaoyu gave Nan Chen a blank look:

"Who wants you to thank me! Do you really want to die and be a ghost couple with me?"

Xiaoyu's eyes were full of reproach.

However, it is hard to hide Xiaoyu's admiration for Nan Chen.