"Let this old man face you first!"
Confronted by the mysterious entity's colossal momentum, Elder Bing brandished his ice sword, frosty aura spilling out, and boldly charged forward.
Just as they were about to clash, the sinister-faced mysterious entity let out a cold laugh. A dark red long-handled sickle instantly materialized and slashed straight towards Elder Bing.
Boom!
Accompanied by a thunderous roar, countless ice shards, carried by a fierce gale, scattered like a torrential rain, melting into black smoke before even touching the ground.
Along with the ice shards, Elder Bing's aged body was also sent flying.
Elder Bing was forced back dozens of meters before he could barely stabilize himself. The ice sword across his chest was shattered completely, leaving only a hilt emitting black smoke clutched in his hand.
Judging by Elder Bing's pale and weary face, he was clearly in a dire state.
