C284 The Successor of the Old Sword Elder

Along with a loud shout, Yuwen Hua raised both of his hands and slammed them onto the ground.

In the next moment, the white fog above Lin Xu's head fell down and turned into a cage made of solid ice, accurately trapping Lin Xu.

The Yuan energy on the cage was circulating. It was obvious that it was not something that could be easily broken.

Because of the appearance of this ice cage