In the Ice and Snow Forest.
A man in black was leaning against a large tree, healing his wounds.
The man's body was covered in blood, his face as pale as paper, and his breath extremely weak, showing his injuries were very severe.
The man in black should be grateful that the demon beast did not deliver a killing blow, otherwise none of them would have escaped.
At this moment.
"Whoosh!"
A sonic boom suddenly resounded in the forest, an Ice Sword shot forth like lightning, fiercely charging at the healing man in black.
Sensing danger, the man in black abruptly opened his eyes, then tilted his head, narrowly avoiding the attack of the Ice Sword.
The Ice Sword fiercely stabbed into the large tree behind him.
Even severely injured, with the man's formidable cultivation, he could still dodge it.
"Who are you?" asked the man in black coldly, his pale face extremely solemn.
"Whoosh!"
