The moment it appeared, a violent force swept across the surroundings.

"Go away!"

Deng Yong shouted loudly, asking everyone to retreat quickly. This snowman is too powerful.

Deng Yong himself rushed towards Liu Wuxie and took action to seize the Ten Thousand Years of Snow Lotus.

"Liu Wuxie, you can't touch the Ten Thousand Years of Snow Lotus, hand it over it quickly."

Deng Yong let out a fierce whistle, getting closer and closer to Liu Wuxie.

The battles in the peripheral areas were extremely fierce, and there had been a melee between the human race and the snowman race.

Everyone retreated while fighting, but they actually returned on the same road. Wannian Xuelian had been snatched away by Liu Wuxie, so there was no need to stay here.

As soon as the snowman, ten feet tall, appeared, the palms of the house size fanned out, forming a strong wind that directly lifted the dozens of human races that rushed in, and several of them were directly blown out.

Most people fell into the lake and shivered with cold.

Several snowmen guarded the edge of the lake, went up and killed all of these human races.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of human races rushed in and seven or eight people died.

The rest of the people did not dare to fight again and fled one after another.

Deng Yong got closer and closer to Liu Wuxie and slapped Liu Wuxie with one palm.

"Get out!"

Liu Wuxie suddenly stopped his body, and in turn it was a palm, forming a storm.

"boom!"

The two of them had a pair of palms in the air. Liu Wuxie flew backwards with the help of Deng Yong's palm wind and landed directly at the entrance of the cellar.

Deng Yong lost the best opportunity and had already distanced himself from Liu Wuxie. In addition, a large number of snowmen rushed in. If he did not leave, he would soon be besieged by the snowmen.

He alone could not compete with the huge snowman.

He glared at Liu Wuxie fiercely, Deng Yong did not escape immediately, but returned to the edge of the snow cave. When there was danger, he fled instantly.

Those who escaped from death gathered to meet Deng Yong.

Only Liu Wuxie stood quietly on the edge of the lake, and there was no way out.

The huge snowman walked towards Liu Wuxie step by step, stretched out his huge palm, allowing Liu Wuxie to hand over the ten thousand-year-old snow lotus.

They do not understand human languages, but they can basically express these body languages.

Even if Liu Wuxie returns the Ten Thousand Years of Snow Lotus, the Snowman will not let him go. The boundless evil spirit will be released from the bodies of these Snowman.

Liu Wuxie could see clearly their way of killing people just now.

Suddenly he turned around and quickly rushed towards the cellar.

The snowman was a little panicked, how did Liu Wuxie discover the entrance?

The huge snowmen could not go in along the passage. Those smaller snowmen took two steps at three steps to rush into the passage and quickly caught up with Liu Wuxie's pace.

"Senior Brother Deng, how could Liu Wuxie be here?"

The other Zixia disciples looked puzzled.

They sacked their power and broke in from outside and lost many people.

Liu Wuxie was fine. He rushed in front of them and collected the ten thousand-year-old snow lotus first, which made everyone grit their teeth.
Chapter completed!