The afternoon sun shines on the crystal clear ice, emitting a dazzling and magical light...

"snort……!"

When the priest saw that all his ice edges were blocked, he gritted his teeth and pushed with all his strength!

Unfortunately, no matter how powerful the priest is, he is no match for Han Feng...

Han Feng possesses a combination of three superpowers: telekinesis, speed, and blood rage, plus he has been injected with four energy VII injections. In terms of mental power, Han Feng ranks second, and no one dares to say that he is first! (

The mysterious girl is ignored...)

"Er..."

After a few seconds, the priest could no longer maintain the ice edge and was defeated...

At this moment, if one party withdraws its mental power, then the "ownership rights" of these ice edges will of course be occupied by the other party.

Playing with the ice prism, Han Feng smiled playfully...

"Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh!!!"

This ice wall composed of ice edges quickly thrust back towards the priest under Han Feng's powerful telepathy!

"go!"

Faced with countless ice edges, the priest did not dare to push too hard, and directly waved the storm beside him to sweep away these ice edges that were his own just a second ago...

"Ding ding! Bang bang bang!"

In the storm, the ice edges were blown against each other and shattered...

After a while, these ice edges turned into fine ice powder, and as the storm moved away...

Pulling back his ten silver wings from the storm, Han Feng jumped from the top of the building! After touching the ground, he immediately rushed towards the priest!

In order to resist the ice edge, the priest had to blow out the storm around him. It would take at least a few seconds to form a new storm. And Han Feng...

The wait is now!

Taking advantage of the priest's unpreparedness, Han Feng suddenly came to the priest and "officially" threw his first punch!

"call!"

The priest saw that the fist was about to fall on his body, and in desperation, he hurriedly turned sideways to avoid it. At the same time, the priest also turned out a palm and thrust towards Han Feng's fist, trying to resist some of the force.

"Bang!"

In front of the priest, fists and palms met, and a strong wind burst out!

"Dengdengdeng..."

The next moment... the priest took several steps back!

Stabilizing his body, the priest shook his hand. He put his hand behind his back and said calmly: "I didn't expect that you are also a master of physical arts."

And the priest's hands behind his back... were still trembling slightly at this moment.

Han Feng, who was standing there, slowly retracted his fist, stared at the priest, and said nothing.

What the priest didn't know was that Han Feng didn't know any physical skills. These were all "acquired" behaviors brought to Han Feng since activating Blood Rage.

"Whoosh! Huh..."

A gust of wind blew up, and Han Feng approached the priest again!

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

At this moment, Han Feng transformed into a tireless offensive machine!

The arms are like two iron whips, and like two spears! Pick, break, stab, prick...

The legs are like battle axes or long knives! Chopping, kicking, smashing, throwing...

In the eyes of others, Han Feng's limbs were so fast that it was confusing! It was impossible to guess which arm or leg he would use for his next attack...

but……

A priest who can control strong winds is certainly one of the best in terms of speed!

Although he is not as good as Han Feng, he can still resist a little or two, so he can still do it.

"Bang...hoo! Whoosh..."

The priest's attacks and defenses all carry a bit of cold wind.

The cold wind slowly lowered the temperature of the air around the priest, which caused considerable disturbance to Han Feng.

"Boom! Boom!..."

Kick away the priest before he can

When he landed, Han Feng took a few steps to pursue him!

"puff……"

Unable to withstand Han Feng's continuous blows, the priest's mouth gushed with blood, and a burst of blood mist spurted out towards Han Feng!

"Haha...cough..."

Seeing the blood, the priest suddenly laughed.

Listening to the laughter in his ears, Han Feng frowned slightly...

"Cluck...cluck..."

After the priest finished laughing, Han Feng suddenly heard a freezing sound...

Looking for the sound, Han Feng saw that the surface of his body was beginning to glow green!

It turned out that the blood the priest had just condensed into ice on the body surface.

And... the more difficult problem is that in the battle just now, I was more or less injured.

The blood flowing out from the wound began to slowly condense into ice...

Pursing his lips, Han Feng glanced at the priest and began to retreat.

Withdrawing dozens of meters away, Han Feng moved his stiff body.

With a solemn look on his face, Han Feng secretly said, "Oh no!"

At this moment, my body, eroded by the cold air, began to feel a little numb and itchy.

Han Feng, who has been frostbitten before, knows that once he feels like this, he must get warm quickly. Otherwise... Frostbite is a trivial matter, but amputation is a big trouble!

However, Han Feng, who has a quick recovery potion, will not be reduced to the point of amputation. But... now is the time to face the challenge. His stiff body cannot perform at its normal level, and will only become a living target for the opponent!

Han Feng continued to move his stiff joints, but he did not feel any improvement...

Clenching his fists, Han Feng lowered his head slightly and said: "There is no other way, I hope it will work..."

"Blood rage... open!"

Staring his eyes, Han Feng said in a low voice!

"Buzz!"

A slight explosion exploded inside Han Feng's body!

The next moment, this vibration shattered the frost that had condensed on Han Feng's body!

The surging power within his body quickly dissipated the accumulated cold air.

Squeezing his fingers that became flexible again, Han Feng muttered to himself: "The bet was right."

Then, Han Feng raised his head and stared at the priest dozens of meters away with extremely red eyes.

"Do you have any last words?"

"Er..."

Hearing this devilish low kiss, the priest couldn't help but take a small step back, making a hesitant sound. After standing firm, the priest began to condense the storm, planning to respond to the next attack in a defensive posture.

"I didn't expect...your last words were quite brief."

After Han Feng finished speaking, he turned into a figure and flew towards the priest with a long afterimage!

"Hoo! Hoo ho!!!"

When Han Feng attacked, the storm around the priest also solidified! By the way, the priest also waved a small whirlwind and blew it towards Han Feng.

Perhaps because of the hasty preparation, the whirlwind that hit was far less powerful than the one a few minutes ago.

Squinting his eyes, Han Feng's feet did not slow down and he plunged into the whirlwind!

Seeing Han Feng rushing into the whirlwind "silly", the priest showed a victorious smile on his face.

After all, the wind may seem light, but the real "killer" is the biting cold hidden inside!

But the next second... the smile on the priest's face gradually solidified.

Holding his breath, Han Feng rushed out of the whirlwind as fast as possible. After landing, he rushed towards the priest again!

"You are looking for death!" Seeing that Han Feng was about to step into the storm around him, the priest's face became lively again.
To be continued...