"Break for me," Xiao Yi bellowed.
Purple Flames surged across the sky, forcibly resisting the endless blizzard.
In the Extreme Cold Lands, only Late Stage Heavenly Origin Martial Artists could withstand the high-altitude Gang Wind.
And even if they could withstand it, their flight speed was greatly reduced.
One could imagine the fierceness of the Gang Wind.
It was, in itself, a kind of extraordinarily powerful Gang Wind.
At this moment, the Extreme Cold Gang Wind from thousands of miles around was converging, its strength immense.
Xiao Yi, with his combat prowess, dared not take it lightly.
"What exactly is that thing?" Xiao Yi wondered as he resisted the endless blizzard and the Gang Wind.
While looking dubiously at the object in the Cold Ice Palace Master's hand.
Ever since the Cold Ice Palace Master held that object, the endless blizzard and Gang Wind seemed to obey his commands, extremely eerie.
Xiao Yi was not afraid of these Gang Winds or the blizzard.