In the spring, South Korea still has the breath of winter, with cool breezes gusting and pedestrians on the streets of Seoul, like heavily armed sardines, constantly shuttling through the streets and alleys of the city. ［>

At about 10 o'clock in the morning, a passenger plane slowly landed at the Seoul airport, and a handsome young man got off the plane and was picked up by a helicopter.

Half an hour later, at the base camp of Aikido in South Korea, a helicopter landed on a tarmac on the roof of the building.

Not far away, a group of people who were waiting greeted them, and the first one was the old man wearing a hanbok, Li Yuanxiong, the head of the Aikido Dojo.

A young man stepped out of the helicopter, talked to Li Yuanxiong for a few words, and followed Li Yuanxiong into the palace-like luxurious building.

Later, before Li Yuanxiong and the young man came to a room, it was the old man who came out of the room.

"Hehe, Lord, you are finally here, if you don't come again, Boss Zhuo will die. The old man Duanmu said with a smile. In front of this young man, the old man Duanmu was as well-behaved as a docile cat.

There is only one person in this world who can make Duanmu, a master of evil ways, so in awe, and that is Nangong Chu. This young man who suddenly arrived was Nangong Chu.

"Hmph! Ouyang Wang can still kill Zhuo Fan? This is a rare thing. Nangong Chu glanced at the old man Duanmu and said a few words with deep meaning.

Nangong Chu's eyes were like sharp knives, just one glance made the old man Duanmu like falling into an ice cave, and his whole body was cool.

"If you don't die, you won't have half a life!" said the old man Duanmu with some embarrassment.

"Hmm!" Nangong Chu felt a cold air seeping out of the room, and above the door, there seemed to be a faint amount of condensed ice, "Binghe Xuangong?"

Nangong Chu no longer paid attention to the old man Duanmu and walked into the room. As soon as he entered the room, Nangong Chu felt a chill rushing to his face.

And Li Yuanxiong was outside the room and didn't dare to enter the room.

"This Nangong Chu is really powerful, so cold, it seems that he didn't even notice it. Looking at the back of Nangong Chu stepping into the room, Li Yuanxiong couldn't help but be secretly frightened.

The flames could not even dispel the terrifying chill on the body of the master named Zhuo Fan. Li Yuanxiong remembered the difficulty of moving the master into this room that day.

Of the disciples of Aikido, more than a dozen of them almost lost their lives because they were too close to that master and the cold qi invaded their bodies.

In the room, Zhuo Fan sat cross-legged on the ground, his body covered with a thick layer of ice. The ice froze it from the floor, and the vast cold air came out from Zhuo Fan's body like an ice sculpture.

The whole floor, the whole room, was like an ice cave, and there was white frost everywhere. On the coffee table next to it, a cup of half-drunk tea also formed ice cubes, and the teacups were bursting open.

"Binghe Xuangong, it's really extraordinary! This Zhuo Fan has survived for a few days, and it seems that there is really only half a human life left. After Nangong Chu came in, he couldn't help but be surprised when he saw Zhuo Fan like this.

The taste of being frozen is not pleasant, Zhuo Fan has already forcibly suppressed the cold qi in his body once with his innate true element, causing the ice outside his body to melt.

But the cold qi of Binghe Xuangong was like a maggot attached to the bone, which could not be removed, and when he entered this room, the cold qi that had been suppressed in his body exploded again, and then, it became like this.

"Looks like I'm still going to do it. Nangong Chu's divine sense swept over Zhuo Fan, and he knew that Zhuo Fan would never be able to expel the cold qi in his body with his own skills.

The glacial cold qi on Zhuo Fan's body, which was blasted into his body by Ouyang Wang, was corroding his meridians and surging towards the dantian.

Freeze the meridians and true qi, if the cold qi invades the dantian, then Zhuo Fan's power will be completely frozen, and the power will not be able to operate, then the functions of his body will be cut off, and he will become a real frozen corpse.

Nangong Chu no longer hesitated, and with one step, he had already come to Zhuo Fan's side. True martial purple qi was running in his body, and the cold qi outside his body couldn't get close to his body at all.

The purple light of the palm of his hand flickered, and a vast wave of vitality like a sea immediately revealed from the room. The door is not closed, and everyone outside the room can clearly see what is going on inside.

Old man Duanmu and Li Yuanxiong both looked at Nangong Chu intently, with a frightened look in their eyes, and the power emanating from the room was as dignified as a mountain, enough for them to look up.

In the room, Nangong Chu's right hand gently pressed on the Baihui acupoint above Zhuo Fan's head, and then, he encouraged the power of true martial arts in his body to infiltrate into Zhuo Fan's body.

True Martial Purple Qi is a higher level of power than the Innate True Yuan, and it is transformed from the Innate True Yuan. When the power of true martial arts on Nangong Chu's right palm penetrated into Zhuo Fan's body, the cold qi coiled in Zhuo Fan's meridians immediately dissipated like ice and snow dissolving.

The Baihui acupoint is the place where the acupoints of the human body converge and connect, and the power of Nangong Chu penetrates from Zhuo Fan's Baihui acupoint, and then spreads all over the body, and the solid ice outside Zhuo Fan's body melts at a speed visible to the naked eye, turns into water, and flows all over the ground.

The cold qi in Zhuo Fan's body was like a mouse seeing a cat, and wherever Nangong Chu's true martial purple qi went, it was directly dispelled, and then the pores on Zhuo Fan's body were exposed to the outside of his body.

Outside Zhuo Fan's body, he suddenly became white. After a while, the table was enveloped in white gas.

However, Zhuo Fan's white qi outside his body quickly dissipated, and then his figure appeared.

The strength in his body gradually grew, and the cold qi in Zhuo Fan's body was quickly expelled, and even when the ice on his body was melted, the soaked clothes and pants were also steamed dry by Nangong Chu's skills.

Zhuo Fan's pale face like a dead man gradually became a little bloody. After nine turns, Zhuo Fan let out a long breath, and then stood up from the ground.

"Thank you Lord for coming to the rescue!" Zhuo Fan hurriedly saluted Nangong Chu with a happy face. He found that the cold qi in his body had not only been dispelled, but also that his power seemed to be more refined than before.

"Hmm!" Nangong Chu flicked his right hand a few times, and the only trace of cold air left in the room disappeared completely.

In the room just now, it was still as cold as an ice cave, but now that the cold is gone, there is no trace of cold air coming out of the room. The old man Duanmu and Li Yuanxiong outside the door were so shocked that their mouths grew up, their eyes widened, and they were stunned for a while.

The cold that had plagued Zhuo Fan for several days and nights was so easily expelled. The whole process seems to take less than five minutes. It's no wonder that Old Man Duanmu and Li Yuanxiong weren't shocked.

"How many of them are there?" Nangong Chu asked lightly. He didn't even see the Crane Boss, the Crane Elder Er, Long Ying, and Mu Tuhong, and he was a little unhappy in his heart.

"Back to the Lord, my subordinates don't know!" Zhuo Fan hurriedly replied.

At this time, Old Man Duanmu and Li Yuanxiong had already turned around.

"Oh no, those guys, we're going to be out of luck. When the old man Duanmu outside the door heard this, his heart jumped violently. In the past few days, under the guise of going out to visit the enemy, Boss Crane and the others have been pulling the little translator and going out to have a good time.

"Duanmu, do you know where the four of them went?" Nangong Chu turned to ask Old Man Duanmu, his flat voice was in Old Man Duanmu's ears, but he was terrified.

"The subordinates didn't know, but the subordinates heard from them that they were going out to investigate the enemy's traces. "Old man Duanmu is an old slippery head, and he doesn't dare to say that those four guys are looking for fun.

Things that harm others and oneself, old man Duanmu will not do. betrayed Boss Crane and others, then he will not have a good life in the future.

If you want to live well, the best thing is to be exquisite. This is the old man's way of dealing with the world.

"Investigate the enemy's traces, are they so diligent?" Nangong Chu found it hard to believe that those few big devil-level guys would really obediently investigate the enemy's traces.

Those four guys are all unruly people, Zhuo Fan is injured, no one restricts them, these people will definitely become wild horses that have escaped and act recklessly.

It doesn't matter if you harm people abroad abroad, Nangong Chu doesn't care, but if you miss the right thing, it will be very serious.

Nangong Chu suddenly smiled at Li Yuanxiong, and then said, "Then trouble Master Li to send someone to find my four subordinates." ”

In the words, there are no emotional ups and downs, but there is an undoubted momentum, which makes people unable to refuse, and dare not refuse.

"Yes, little old man will order to go down. Li Yuanxiong hurriedly said, his forehead sweating. Nangong Chu's strength is undoubted, I am afraid that people can pinch themselves to death with one finger.

In front of such a character, how dare Li Yuanxiong say a "no"?

Just when the Aiki Dojo sent people out to look for the four guys of the crane boss, in an entertainment city in downtown Seoul, in the box, four well-dressed successful people sat on the sofa, each holding a scantily clad and bewitching woman in one hand, talking and laughing loudly, drinking and drinking, and being extremely happy.

A young man with black-rimmed glasses was huddled in a corner of the sofa, indifferent to the scene in front of him.

These four guys who work on women from time to time are not young, one of them is a majestic-looking old man, and the other three are middle-aged.

All of them were dressed like nouveau riche, with suits and ties, gold chains around their necks, and a few glittering rings on their fingers.

This kind of happy woman, it doesn't matter if you are old and young, as long as you have money, you can do it.

"Four masters, it's not too early, should we go home!" said the young man with black-rimmed glasses, frowning.

"What's the hurry, it's still early!" said a stout middle-aged man like a cow, and his rough voice overshadowed the stereo in the box.

"There's nothing to do when I go back, it's rare that Zhuo Fan's guy has a cold air, so that we can be happy for a few days, we have to have fun in time!" said a tall, thin, sallow guy.

"Although Zhuo Fan's guy is annoying, don't die with a whimper!" said a fat guy with a smile, this guy is not ordinary fat, every time he says a word, the fat on his face trembles.