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"The ice bear of the West Harrier Ice Palm is big enough to rampage and is very powerful, so it doesn't cost me too much internal force, and the high-level form of the palm shape has huge energy, even if it is difficult for a master to resist, but it consumes too much internal force, so the old man generally doesn't use it. Duan Yifeng said with a smile.

"Oh, then, you're going to use your most powerful Western Harrier Ice Palm against me? Zhuo Yifan said sarcastically.

"Don't put gold on your face, can you use it? I just see that this blood-drinking sword is very powerful, it is against it. However, you have to think clearly, if I go to great lengths to get the Blood Drinking Sword, then you will definitely die without a place to be buried, and I will not let you die well. On the contrary, if you obediently hand over the blood-drinking sword, I will be happy and spare your life, and you must think carefully about the stakes, so as not to regret it. Duan Yifeng is confident.

At this time, Zhuo Yifan didn't know who was more powerful between the Blood Drinking Sword and Duan Yifeng's Western Harrier Cold Ice Palm. It's just that he knows that the weapon, as an extension of the human body, is just an auxiliary tool, and his martial arts are still shallow, so it is still unknown whether he can urge the blood-drinking sword to exert great power.

However, he knew that he categorically couldn't hand over the Blood-Drinking Sword to Duan Yifeng, not to mention that their father and son tortured and abused him repeatedly and almost took their own lives, if they really got the Blood-Drinking Sword, with their viciousness and ambition, they would definitely slaughter on the rivers and lakes, and there would be countless people who would die at that time.

"This blood-drinking sword was forged by my father with great painstaking efforts, why should you take it away? Besides, you have harmed me so many times that I almost lost my life several times, and you think I will give up the blood-drinking sword to you? Zhuo Yifan said angrily.

"In this world, your things are not necessarily your things, the key is whether you have the ability to protect it and continue to belong to you, if not, then it just once belonged to you, you are just a passerby, and the ultimate owner is the person who protects its continued existence. Duan Yifeng said with compassion.

"You are a robber logic, to put it bluntly, whoever has a hard fist, who is the boss, right, Boss Duan?" Zhuo Yifan mocked.

"Well, since you are obsessed, no wonder I am, I originally wanted to take you away and continue to torture the whereabouts of your Blood Drinking Sword. Unexpectedly, the blood-drinking sword was really found by you, since this is the case, it saves me a lot of effort, and you have no need to exist, today I will send you to see your father. You are so lonely and pitiful, you see, no one in Zhuojian Villa is willing to let you stay, I think it should be better for you to go to see your father and mother, so as not to be disliked everywhere. Duan Yifeng said with a sneer.

After the words, Zhuo Yifan's head suddenly hurt, and he felt that every word in Duan Yifeng's mouth was like a nail, constantly flying through his heart, making it bleed.

Zhuo Yifan's face was full of painful expressions, he was already being chased and killed everywhere, he couldn't even go back to his home, and he had no sense of belonging at all, this feeling of being abandoned made his heart twist.

"Don't ...... Don't say it!If you have the ability, you can grab it!" Zhuo Yifan held the blood-drinking sword, and his hand kept caressing the severely painful heart.

"In that case, don't blame me!" After speaking, Duan Yifeng took a deep breath, pushed his left palm forward, and then the palm of his right hand was the same, and then continued to improve his qi strength, and then the orange-yellow Xuan Qi continued to converge, with a little red spot, and its internal force was full of depth at a glance.

He was constantly brewing in his two palms, and in an instant he was wrapped in these mysterious qi and kept overflowing outward. His left palm began to rise, and his right palm pressed down, and the outside Xuan Qi began to gather into the palm again.

Then a large orange-yellow palm with a red spot appeared above his head, constantly shuttling and changing directions, full of coldness. The moment it turned, bursts of cold air continued to attack, knocking down all the people around who had no martial arts, and they all picked up their arms and shivered.

Seeing this, Zhuo Yifan knew that Duan Yifeng's layer of Western Harrier Cold Ice Palm was really extraordinary, and it was so powerful before he attacked.

Seeing that his palm was rushing over, Zhuo Yifan hurriedly drew his sword, but no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't pull it out.

However, Duan Yifeng's palm shape rushed towards him, and before he reached him, he felt a biting cold, and even heard the sound of air freezing, which made him breathe a little short, as if he was about to suffocate due to lack of air.

He hurriedly raised his sword and leaped up, using the dazzling white light from the hilt of the sword to illuminate the shape of the palm that was constantly rushing towards him.

The orange-yellow light met the dazzling white light, and immediately stopped the strength of the palm flying forward, and it became slow and leisurely, like a ribbon flying in the air.

Seeing this, Duan Yifeng hurriedly strengthened his strength and drove the big palm of the West Harrier's cold ice palm to slash directly at Zhuo Yifan's body.

As the orange light and the white light continued to converge and dissolve, the palm of his hand continued to move forward, although it was very slow, but it soon approached Zhuo Yifan's body.

At this time, Zhuo Yifan was hanging upside down in mid-air, one hand kept pulling out the blood-drinking heavy sword, but he tried several times, but he didn't pull it out.

"Boy, I know how powerful my Western Harrier Ice Palm is, this palm shape can freeze anything in the air, without a certain amount of internal force, it is difficult for you to draw a sword, let alone your blood-drinking heavy sword. Duan Yifeng said proudly, looking calm and relaxed.

Saying this, Zhuo Yifan remembered that he hadn't used his internal force to urge the Blood Drinking Sword, because under normal circumstances, he would pull it out directly, but he could also pull it out. He then used another hand to hold the qi, trying to mobilize the internal force, so as to guide the blood-drinking sword out of the sheath.

Seeing that Zhuo Yifan wanted to use his internal force to urge the blood-drinking sword to come out of its sheath, Duan Yifeng increased the attack energy of the West Harrier's cold ice palm, and the orange-yellow light emitted by the palm continued to devour the dazzling white light emitted by the blood-drinking sword hilt until most of it was melted away.

At this point, the Western Harrier's Ice Palm was able to fly forward more easily.

Zhuo Yifan continued to improve his qi luck, he suddenly raised it with both hands, and the blood-drinking sword roared out, the sword qi was fierce, and the cold light flickered.

Seeing that the blood-drinking sword was pulled out by himself, Zhuo Yifan calmed down a little of the panicked mind just now, and said, "Boss Duan, I use a sword, do you use a palm, don't you use a weapon?"

"Hmph, boy, you're in too much control, take care of yourself, I'll let you see if my palm is okay in a while. Duan Yifeng said disapprovingly.

Zhuo Yifan quickly turned around and jumped up into the air, the long sword swung, the sword was windy, and the sword body was constantly changing, avoiding the cold ice palm of the West Harrier, and the tiger attacked Duan Yifeng.