Unknowingly, Rainstorm and Chen Yaotian fought for twenty rounds. At this time, in addition to fear, Rainstorm's eyes were also mixed with deep anxiety.

After such a long time, the assassination was unsuccessful, and the shouts of killing on the mountain gradually faded away. No need to guess, our troops must have been unable to resist, and suffered heavy losses.

I'm afraid it won't take more than a stick of incense for the enemy to come down to the rescue.

Just now, Rainstorm took the time to look at the current battlefield. In the distance, the strong wind was fighting fiercely with the enemy's black men, and it was difficult to determine the outcome in a short period of time. The enemy's personal guards also killed very few of our own men.

The target for this time was Chen Yaotian, but there was nothing he could do about it.

The assassination failed, but he suffered heavy losses. There was no point in continuing to struggle. Rainstorm roared angrily, raised his sword and struck the ice, leaving a mark several inches deep.

After the heavy rain slashed the sword, his anger subsided. Then he chopped off his right foot and flew out of the battle group, intending to summon the strong wind to retreat.

"Crack..." Suddenly, the sound of ice cubes breaking could be heard from the place where Ba Yu had just stood. The ice surface within a few feet in radius, with the sword mark as the center, slowly began to crack.

"Back away, the ice is broken!" Chen Yaotian was the closest to the sword mark and the first one to notice it. After he discovered the situation, he roared and ran quickly to the shore. In this winter, he was really going to fall into the river.

It's not fun.

"Ah???" Upon hearing this, the two sides immediately stopped fighting, hesitated, and then ran towards the shore.

So many people were running wildly with their hooves shaking, shaking the ice surface and causing it to crack faster.

Chen Yaotian was at the end. He ran a few steps and looked back. He saw that all the ice a few feet away behind him had broken into pieces and was floating on the water. However, the ice cracking did not stop. Instead, it became faster and faster. After a few tenths of a second,

, the crack followed Chen Yaotian’s heels.

Chen Yaotian was suddenly frightened and broke out in a cold sweat. His unwillingness to admit defeat made him kick his feet hard on the ground and jump into the air with a whoosh.

Within two seconds, Chen Yaotian landed parallel to the ice, using inertia and the smoothness of the ice to slide forward quickly.

I have to say that this trick worked quite well. Chen Yaotian felt the cold wind blowing in his ears and looked back again. The ice crack was already a few steps away, which meant that he had temporarily escaped the danger.

After the disaster, Chen Yaotian secretly exhaled cold air and slid his limbs quickly, gliding on the ice like a penguin.

Chen Yaotian's skating speed became faster and faster, and eventually, it was much faster than the speed of ice cracking.

At this speed, there would be no problem getting ashore. Thinking of this, Chen Yaotian's limbs slid a little faster and he was about to catch up with the guards and the man in black in front of him.

The men in black had also been paying attention to the situation behind them. Chen Yaotian was closest to the source of the crack. At first, they found that Chen Yaotian could not keep up with his speed, so they were about to fall into the river, and were ecstatic. But later, Chen Yaotian did not enter the water, but found inspiration and jumped on the ice.

They were gliding out of danger. Now, Chen Yaotian was gliding quickly and was about to catch up with them.

The few men in black who were left behind looked at each other, hesitated for a moment, and slowly stopped.

"Long live the Holy Religion!!!" the black-clothed man who stopped shouted, his eyes full of enthusiasm, then he turned around resolutely, jumped up, and pressed Chen Yaotian, who was gliding on the ice, under him.
Chapter completed!