The Frost Fist is a martial art that appeared in the first part of [Fengyun].

As a product of the high-martial world, its power is on par with the Wind God Leg and the Cloud Palm, and it restrains each other.

The latter two still shine even in the second and third parts of the fantasy [Fengyun].

Compared with the Seven Injuries Fist, a boxing method from the low-martial arts world, it is naturally very different.

Han Jue's face was cold, and he smashed Jia Zhengyu with a Heavenly Frost fist.

A cold chill that was invisible to the naked eye spread out from his fist.

The essence of Jia Zhengyu's rushing palm is to simulate the flow of water with an innate Qi.

After hitting the opponent, the Qi flow penetrates deep into the body, and then destroys the opponent's body fluids and internal organs.

Although the destructive power is average, it is difficult to defend against.

It's a pity that his opponent is Han Jue, who happened to have cultivated the Heavenly Frost Fist.

The Qi flow wrapped around the surface of Jia Zhengyu's palm was corroded by the frost qi of the Heavenly Frost Fist and quickly condensed into ice.

Jia Zhengyu couldn't help but be stunned.

Han Jue's fist had already landed on his chest like lightning.

The cold and cold Pei Ran fist penetrated through the body.

Jia Zhengyu felt as if he was being crushed by a huge iceberg.

The internal organs, including the entire upper body, have a sharp pain in the heart of being squeezed and torn desperately.

The oppressive force of terror came to his face.

His body flew backwards uncontrollably, blood spurting wildly from his mouth.

The whole body was covered with a layer of cold and bone-chilling green qi.

The complexion was even more iron-blue.

The half-open and half-closed office door could not withstand the impact of the huge force and exploded.

was smashed into countless pieces by Jia Zhengyu's body.

Fly out a few dozen meters until you knock a wall out of a herringbone hole.

He fell to the ground weakly.

One punch!

Just one punch!

The well-known Master Jia Zhengyu Jia was blown up by a punch!

The entire floor fell silent.

Several strangers standing outside to witness this amazing scene were dumbfounded and shocked.

Even Feng Zhenghao couldn't help but open his eyes wide, his eyes shining.

This kid's strength has improved again!

It's only been two nights since he defeated Zhuge Qing.

Feng Zhenghao had long heard of Han Jue's obsession with cultivation.

According to the brothers and sisters Feng Shayan and Feng Xingtong, when Han never does tasks, he hardly leaves home.

Every day, I either practice behind closed doors in my room, or I train myself frantically in the training ground.

It's like a martial idiot, cultivating mad demons.

Perhaps that's why he's progressing so fast.

It's horrible!

Feng Zhenghao is glad that he made the right decision yesterday.

Otherwise, such a young man with unlimited potential, once he turns against him and lets him go, it will be tantamount to returning to the mountain.

Unless he is determined to erase the other party.

Now, the world will finally have a powerful helper hidden in the shadows.

"Hiss~"

Feng Xingtong and Tan Sing gasped together.

"It's too strong! Merchant...... No, this man is so strong! Feng Xingtong muttered to himself.

They heard Feng Zhenghao questioning Jia Zhengyu at the door.

This Jia Zhengzheng, who claims to be from Jiajia Village, is actually an impostor.

So who is he?

Feng Shayan was pretty and white, dazed and at a loss.

Isn't he Jia Zhengyu's cousin?

Burst~

Jia Zhengyu, whose face was like gold paper, lay on the ground and breathed, spitting out the blood foam blocked in his throat and eyes.

He struggled to get up with his back against the wall.

Looking at the slowly approaching figure in the distance, his eyes were full of fear.

The punch just now almost knocked him to the spot.

Fortunately, in the process of being knocked away, he mobilized his innate qi with all his strength to protect his back.

Otherwise, just the last hit against the wall would be enough to break his bones and bones, and his flesh and blood would fly.

"Damn! How could this bastard be so strong! ”

Jia Zhengyu vaguely remembered.

The two first met a month ago, and the other party's attack had not been able to cause him such shocking damage.

In just one month!

Could it be that he hid his strength in the first place?!

Step ~ Step ~ Step ~

Han Jue's heavy footsteps were like a deadly god, approaching Jia Zhengyu step by step.

His face was like a madness, and his eyes were full of violence and cruelty.

It seems that he wants to crush all the obstacles in front of him with a pair of iron fists.

Jia Zhengyu didn't understand the feelings of the group of strangers behind Han Jue.

All he knew was.

Han Jue looked at him like looking at a tiny ant that could be easily pinched to death.

The feeling made his scalp explode, creepy, and cold sweat soaked his clothes.

He realizes that this guy is a complete lunatic!

The other party doesn't care about his family background at all.

"Crazy! Fucking neuropathy! Why does he look like this ghost when he makes a move? Usually it looks more normal. ”

Seeing that Han Jue was getting closer and closer to him, Jia Zhengyu tried to raise his hand, and shouted weakly, "Stop!" I throw in the towel! I throw in the towel! ”

Han Jue turned a deaf ear, walked up to him, leaned over and grabbed him by the neck with one hand, and lifted him up in the air.

"I've put up with you for a long time!"

"Throw in the towel? Do you think I'm playing around with you? ”

"Huh?!" Han Jue suddenly let out a resolute shout.

was so frightened that Jia Zhengyu's crotch was wet.

A stream of heat cascaded down the trouser tube.

In front of everyone's eyes, he was ashamed of himself and wanted to die of shame.

A pair of eyes were like white dead fish eyes, and they struggled with their legs.

Jia Zhengyu regretted it.

I knew I shouldn't have provoked this neuropathy.

He underestimated the strength of the other party.

Now, he can only pray that Feng Zhenghao will come forward to save his life.

Han Jue is in the rear.

Feng Zhenghao was also taken aback by Han Jue's actions.

Jia Zhengyu can't die in the world.

It was difficult for him to explain to Jiajiacun.

I was about to go out to dissuade him.

I saw my daughter Feng Shayan walking slowly towards Han Jue.

Hearing the footsteps behind him and the familiar scent, Han Jue turned his head.

Feng Shayan looked at those cold and ruthless eyes, and suddenly felt a strangeness.

Is this still the man who has been with her countless times?

I couldn't help but think of the bloody scene I saw in Jiulong Mountain before.

"Do you want to kill him?"

She spoke calmly.

With Han Jue's current state of madness, she didn't dare to say anything to stimulate him.

Han Jue looked at her coldly, his face expressionless.

"Who the hell are you?!"

After Feng Shayan asked, she suddenly laughed at herself, her face pale, "I don't even know your name." ”

Han Jue's gaze turned back to Jia Zhengyu, who was angry.

With a cold snort, he threw his hand, turned around and rushed out of the building and ran away.

Fortunately, Feng Zhenghao's office is located on the first floor.

If the floor is higher, Jia Zhengyu is afraid that he will fall to pieces.

Tan Sing hurriedly rushed over to catch Jia Zhengyu.

Prepare to be sent to the medical room for treatment.

"Hey!"

Feng Shayan looked at Han Jue's back that was about to disappear, gritted her teeth and stomped her feet to chase after him.

"Sayan!"

"Sister!"

Feng Zhenghao and Feng Xingtong shouted twice.

Feng Shayan turned a deaf ear.

followed Han Jue out of the World Building.

A gentle breeze blows in your face.

The madness in Han Jue's eyes gradually faded, slowed down, and sighed.

Since cultivating the easy tendon and washing the marrow and several horizontal martial arts.

As soon as he enters the combat state, his whole person will become crazy and cold.

I almost didn't control it just now, and almost pinched the seriously injured Jia Zhengyu to death.

Although he didn't care about Jia Zhengyu's life or death.

But as soon as he reached an agreement with Feng Zhenghao, he naturally couldn't kill people in front of him.

"Hey, wait......"

Behind him, there was a sound of air fluctuations.

Feng Shayan used her spatial shuttle ability to finally catch up with him.

Han Jue stopped where he was and turned to look at Feng Shayan.

"Are you going to leave the world?"

Feng Shayan slowly walked towards Han Jue, her eyes in a trance.

Why did he fall out with his father for some reason?

"Yes."

"Where are you going?"

Han Jue was silent.

"What's your name?"

"Han Jue."

"Which jue?"

"Kill them all."

"Bastard!" Feng Shayan suddenly rushed forward and gave Han Jue a punch, "Why do you want to hide it from me?" My dad won't say it today, when do you want to hide it? ”

Han Jue stretched out his arms and took her slender and soft body into his arms.

Let her toss.

"Mixed ...... Hmm~"

A moment later.

In a no-man's corner.

One tall and one short, the two figures slowly merged into one.