At that very moment, Lin Feng, who was lying weakly on Lin Hao's back, suddenly straightened his back and reached out his hands. Next, a strong flame emerged before him and his family.
The flame formed a semicircle, timely shielding all of them from those icicles. However, the icicles which were stopped by the flame didn't melt, sticking onto the flame and trying to pierce through to hurt Lin Feng and his people.
Lin Feng's face was paled. He clenched his teeth and kept his hands raised. He knew that he couldn't hold off the icicles for long, but he just didn't want to give up now. He knew that once he dropped his hands, all those icicles would pierce into his family's bodies.
"Step… back!" He gritted his teeth and said two words to Lin Hao.