2467: C2467 The Ice God Lowered Her Head

C2467 The Ice God Lowered Her Head

"How... how could this be!"

In front of the Fairmont Hotel, the Ice God of the first generation, mo Qianqiu, watched helplessly as his legs bent uncontrollably.

He wanted this Martial Arts Legend who had lived for more than a hundred years. Kneel in front of everyone!

Especially Meng Changan, his wife, and Su Fangfei, they all looked at him with strange expressions.

That kind of gaze was like looking at a fool, a clown.

"Too extraordinary! How dare you insult me!!"

Mo Qianqiu felt like his lungs were about to explode from anger.

The face of Song Minghao, which was stuck to his face, cracked and fell to the ground, revealing his ugly, hideous, and flushed face.

He stared at Meng Ran and roared furiously at him. He used all the True Essence in his Qi points to regain control of his body.

However, he felt as if his consciousness had been separated from his body.

No matter how hard he struggled, there was no reaction from his knees!

Meng Ran also looked straight into his eyes, and he still spat out two words.

"Kneel."

Boom!

These two words were like the law of gold and jade, resounding in Mo Qianqiu's mind!

Mo Qianqiu's arrogant and insufferably arrogant head was still lowered inch by inch towards the ground!

"It's your Spiritual Power! Your Spiritual Power is actually above mine!?"

Mo Qianqiu finally guessed the answer. This youth had used his Spiritual Power to affect his brain!

However, according to Mo Qianqiu's understanding, no matter how strong the Spiritual Power was, it would at most use a mental ability to kill someone. How could it possibly control someone else?

This was simply like a fantasy.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! You are clearly heavily injured, you can't use the Spiritual Power anymore! Impossible!"

Mo Qianqiu shook his head as if he had gone mad, but his head still came into contact with the ground.

In front of Meng Ran and his family, he gave Meng Ran a loud kowtow!

It was a humiliation that caused him to feel so ashamed that he wanted to die.

After Mo Qianqiu kowtowed, Meng Ran pointed out with his finger!

Mo Qianqiu had just raised his head when he saw a blue ice crystal shoot into his eyes!

Just like that, a thumb-sized sword-shaped ice crystal imprint landed on Mo Qianqiu's forehead!

"What did you do to me!?"

Meng Ran raised his eyebrows and smiled. "You want to try?"

Before Mo Qianqiu could react, Meng Ran flicked his finger. The sword-shaped ice crystal mark on his forehead was like a vine, growing crazily all over Mo Qianqiu's body!

In the next second, a blood-curdling scream that caused one's hair to stand on end rang out.2

Even Soong Shuling and her husband revealed expressions of pity when they saw Mo Qianqiu's pained expression.

"This technique is called the Profound Ice Sword Seal. As long as I willed it, I would be able to transform it into three thousand Sword Qi and repeatedly strangle your flesh and blood meridians. Of course, there is also your mental energy consciousness. "

In Mo Qianqiu's eyes, Meng Ran's smile was like that of a devil.

After that, Meng Ran used the Divine Sense to transmit his voice to Mo Qianqiu. After saying a few words to him, he turned around and left with his three parents.

In front of the huge hotel entrance, only Mo Qianqiu was left curled up on the ground. The passers-by who came and went looked at him as if he was a beggar.

The first generation of East Asia's martial cultivator, the Ice God Mo Qianqiu, who had been frightened out of his wits, was now like a stray dog.

Meng Ran's Divine Sense sound transmission repeatedly echoed in his mind.

'Yanjing Song Family, except for Soong Zhengde and his fourth daughter, Soong Shuyao, no one is to be left alive. '

Let one go, and I will use this technique to kill you once. If you let two go, I will use this technique to kill you ten times. If you let three go, I will use this technique to kill you a thousand times.

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