If it weren't for the abundant Primordial Qi in his fist, that last exchange would have likely shattered it!
"Who in the world are..."
Duan Tianhong retreated rapidly, trying to neutralize the Cold Qi in his body, unable to stop himself from asking.
But his slow drawl had barely begun before Chu Fan cut him off. Why would he give him a chance to finish?
The Ghost Shadow Illusionary Body Step was inescapable. The Extreme Night Cold Prison Hand filled the sky with palm images, its dense Cold Qi fueling a relentless assault!
THUD! THUD! THUD!
Duan Tianhong parried clumsily, taking another three palm strikes in quick succession.
With every contact, the Bone-Penetrating Cold Attack drove Cold Qi into his body. It felt as if he had been plunged into an icy abyss, his movements growing more sluggish, his Qi Blood Power and Primordial Qi circulating poorly!
His Primordial Qi, his greatest pride, was severely diminished in the face of this bizarre Cold Qi!
