The moment the ceiling fell into the room, Kahn launched an attack.

He reached out to Lisangzhuo, and three tentacles drilled out of the ground and wrapped around her and tied her to the spot.

Lisandra shouted loudly, and the deadly frost air emanated from under her feet, freezing the tentacles into ice, and shattered with force. She immediately fought back, but Kahn was gone.

This disappearance does not just refer to visual disappearance. Lisangzhuo is a blind woman who relies on temperature differences and trained consciousness to feel the existence of others.

But for some reason, this method no longer works. The body temperature of a normal person is relatively high for her and the environment, but this time she could not feel any difference in temperature and had no trace of Kahn.

In fact, this is the effect created by the Void Skin Armor. It is precisely because Kahn knows Lisanjo enough that his body surface temperature is completely synchronized with room temperature and perfectly integrates it into the environment.

In order to find Kahn lurking in the dark, Lisandra took a deep breath, and cold magic came to life under the summoning. The amazing cold air spread from under her feet to the surroundings, freezing all the things she touched. The rapidly generated black ice spread out along the ground, and just as the black ice was about to cover every corner, Kahn killed from above the ice egg.

His arm popped up the blade of nothingness and slashed towards Lisangzhuo's neck. The purple light reflected on her pale face and her lips moved slightly.

Huge crampons stretched out from under their feet, forming a shield to protect her, and put her into the ice coffin. The sharp arm blade could cut almost anything, and never let Kahn down, and of course not this time.

The blade penetrated into the coffin made of black ice, as easy as cutting a piece of butter, and cut Lisangzhuo in half diagonally. The upper half slid along the smooth cut, and fell to the ground with a dull impact sound. This shows the hardness of the black ice, but it is as shattered as glass under the sharp blade of the void.

Kahn's eyes fell on the cross section and his brows immediately frowned. He didn't see Lisangrao inside, only Black Ice.

Lisandra's joking laughter sounded again in the ice chamber, and countless crampons rose from the ice surface, grabbing Kahn frantically, as if he was going to drag him to hell.

These twisted crampons first grabbed his ankles, then his arms and neck... The last huge crampon rose from his eyes and slapped at him with his head and face, and his sharp fingers suddenly clamped together. The rest of crampons rushed up from all directions, like hundreds of thousands of hungry ghosts stretching out their hands towards the strangers, completely forming an airtight cold cage to trap Kahn in it.

As these crampons emerged from the ice again, they were held in ice clusters and looked down at the black ice cage. She stared silently for a while, clenched her thin palms into fists. The cage made of crampons immediately shattered under the powerful inner pressure, and shattered countless pieces of darkness.

The person who blocked her was finally disintegrated. She once again approached the ice egg, put her hands on the eggshell, and performed the unfinished ceremony.

Just as Lisangrao sank her consciousness into the eggshell, a faint light suddenly shone into her dark eyes. This feeling of discomfort made her feel the pain like a needle. At the moment when the sense of crisis swept across her body, Lisangrao immediately raised her arms, let the solid ice embrace her, and cast herself into a huge ice sculpture.

The next moment, a tragic purple light shot out from the corner of the ice chamber, piercing through the black ice coffin and shooting on Lisangzhuo. If she hadn't embraced Hanbing in advance, she might have melted by now.

Feeling Kahn appeared again, Lisandrao finally couldn't bear it and shouted: "The ghosts are not dispersed!"

The scene of pretending to be dead has been staged several times in turn. Both sides seem to have no choice but to be helpless with each other, and they don’t know that one time they can kill the real opponent. However, Kahn’s mentality is much easier than Lisangzhuo. He wants to avoid Lisangzhuo’s attacks and is just like playing.

"You are the same, you always think about what to do to Enivia?"

Lisandrao did not answer Kahn's question. She waved her hand and an ice cluster flew out immediately, turning into a sharp ice spear and swung towards Kahn like spitting. He dodged and shot plasma missiles. The huge crampons formed a shield to protect her, and put her into the ice coffin again to resist the burning heat and pain that came. The violent explosion exploited her protective layer layer by layer, and the loud noise echoed in his ears.

Lisandrao is not afraid of death. She has experienced the feeling of being killed countless times in her dreams. Each time, part of her will disappear and she will never come back.

She waved her hands repeatedly and projected ice spears onto him. Each move was extremely fierce, swift and cruel.

And the more anxious you are, the more likely you will be to reveal flaws. Kahn pays attention to one thing, that is, the one who can attack, is definitely the real body.

A ripples of light appeared on the fine scales on the surface of the void skin armor. He escaped into the void and walked through countless ice skates, appeared in front of Lisangzhuo with a flash effect, and reached out to strangle her neck.

The Frost Witch immediately struggled, and her fingernails with her hands as long as an ice skate pierced Kahn's eyes. The latter blocked Lisangor's attack with the other hand, and then two strong appendages broke out from behind. He trapped the tall witch in his palm with a crossed fingers, and deliberately gathered her in the air to prevent her from touching the ice surface.

Lisanzhuo was strangled and his hands were trapped on both sides of his body and could not move, almost losing all his ability to resist.

"Tell me what you're doing?" Kahn asked again, but the answer he got was not.

"Silly, short-sighted! Kneel down to me! Pray for the mercy of Ice in gnawing!"

She screamed hysterically, like a witch who had reached the end of the road, turning into a madman who had lost her mind. Her unnatural arms were shining with cold light, and she was thinking of shooting the ice spear with a strong accusation towards Kahn and piercing him through.

"You're crazy."

Kahn didn't want to listen anymore and stretched his right hand straight into a palm knife, ready to penetrate Lisangzhuo's chest and take out her heart.

"No one can escape the fate of annihilation. I want to kill you and sacrifice you to the lie in the ice! Bing will take everything away in the end!" Lisangzhuo struggled violently, and the heavy hood was thrown off because of the swing of her head, which made her disheveled hair. The pale and white Shengxue's hair turned into a white horse behind her.

Kahn stopped his movements, and it was the first time he saw Lisanjo's full face.

To be honest, it would be better to show half of her face, because only ugly scars were added. Several claw marks penetrated her eyes horizontally, and the surroundings became charred due to the lightning strike.
Chapter completed!