Feeling the blood still flowing from his ears, Pal Posuo, who had always been calm and composed, suddenly changed his color!
She felt a touch of hot blood, then bowed her body, and a chill radiated from her body and eyes.
Not only did the air have a twist, it also had an aura that was colder than snowflakes.
Ye Fan wanted to charge but it was like falling into an ice cave. The biting cold made his body extremely afraid.
He was worried that he would be frozen if he rushed over.
He wanted to retreat, but found that his hands and feet seemed to be stiff, and there was a slight chill that restricted his movements.
Then, he felt a chill going into his heart like a sharp sword.
Ye Fan's expression changed slightly, he knew why Yuan Qingyi and the others suffered a loss. This woman was indeed a bit evil.
"Whoosh!"
Ye Fan raised his right hand to block the coldness.
But his right hand was lying in front of him. His heart was not cold anymore, but his right arm was bone-piercing, as if his veins were about to be frozen.
Ye Fan's face changed slightly and he took a step back to block the chill with his left hand.
The chill rushed straight into Ye Fan's left arm, but not only did it not make Ye Fan bone-chilling, but it completely disappeared in Ye Fan's left arm.
The entire left arm was not only refreshed by the white snow turning into water, but also nourished Ye Fan's muscles and veins.
Extremely comfortable.
"How is this possible?"
The coldness in Pal's eyes was mostly gone, and his pretty face had a hint of shock.
She never expected that the chill just now not only did not hurt Mark, but actually was swallowed up by him.
"Whoosh!"
The warmth on his left arm not only made Ye Fan comfortable, but also helped him dispel the uncomfortable chill in his body.
He felt relaxed all over.
"Little tricks!"
Ye Fan didn't give the other party another chance to use his divine control. He laughed loudly, lowered his head and rushed towards Pal.
The fighting spirit is overwhelming.
Divine Control Technique, what he played tonight was Divine Control Technique.
As soon as he sheathed the fish-gut sword, he waved his fist and the tiger was like a tiger.
Parr's shock was gone, and he moved his body and punched hard.
"Bang!"
Two fists collided in mid-air.
There was a loud noise, and Ye Fan took five steps back. His face turned pale, but he was fine.
His face was pale, mainly because his opponent's fist was too cold.
With a whirling sound, Pal flew out more than ten meters like a big stupid chicken and hit the wall hard before stopping.
Her white eyes dimmed, and there was a trace of pain on her face, but she quickly turned over again.
It's just that Mark didn't give her a buffer.
"Bang!"
The next second, Ye Fan's fist rushed towards him.
"Bang!"
The fists collided in mid-air, and then several more handprints were changed.
The two men launched a deadly attack at the same time, just like the previous battle, the speed was very fast.
The fist banged in mid-air.
"Bang!"
After being bombarded with eighteen consecutive punches, the two collided head-on again in mid-air.
Only this time it wasn't a fist collision, but a fist-to-body collision, and the two of them passed each other like two sharp swords.
There was a huge collision, making a thunderous clashing sound, and the white snow underfoot was shattered into pieces and scattered in the air.
The bodies of the two people were all in the debris, making it impossible to see clearly for a while. Only the flowing blood made it known that someone was injured.
As soon as his body stopped, Pal turned around like a whirlwind, grabbed a sword and stabbed Ye Fan in the back.
"Bang!"
As if Ye Fan had eyes on his back, he kicked the long sword, causing Parr to take two steps back.
"Whoosh——"
Ye Fan didn't rest at all. He put his hands on the ground and jumped into the air with a sudden flick.
Different from the lightness in the past, this time the speed is extremely fierce.
He shot up like an arrow, then turned and swooped down.
He blasted past like a cannonball, completely detonating his murderous intent in an instant.
In the eyes of Parr, who was dancing like ice and snow, Ye Fan struck down with a thunderous punch.
This blow contains a heart-shaking power.
"Bang!"
Pal Poza had no time to dodge, so he could only block it with a horizontal stroke of his long sword.
"when--"
With a loud noise, Ye Fan broke the sword with one punch and smashed it into Pal's whirling chest.
The powerful power burst into bloom.
Pal Posuo spurted blood from his mouth and nose, turned over and fell to the ground.
The ribs were broken, the eyes regained their clarity, and the art of divine control could no longer be condensed.
"Um--"
Parr curled up in pain and wanted to stand up again.
But his whole body was trembling constantly, and his strength was slowly losing strength.
With a thud, she fell back again.
The blood spurted from his mouth and nose spread red across the vast snow.
She looked at Ye Fan and sighed: "I lost..."
"No, it's not even close!"
Ye Fan calmly took a step forward and stretched out his left hand.
It seemed that he was going to give Parr a hand, but unexpectedly he grabbed half of the long sword on the ground.
The next second, half of the long sword stabbed into her abdomen without mercy:
"This is called losing!"
A stream of blood burst out with a sharp sound, spraying out a dazzling color in mid-air, and Pal's whirling body shook violently.
Her eyes widened and she looked at Mark. She was stunned for a moment, and then sighed.
Finally, she managed to squeeze out a sentence: "Don't ask me why I want to be your enemy..."
"There are many reasons. It may be an instruction from the Vatican royal family."
There was no emotion on Ye Fan's face: "Maybe Prince Gong has tricked you!"
"Perhaps you are venting your bad breath for Tulip and Brahma."
"Perhaps you can avenge Xiang Zhenguo, the eldest prince of Xiang Kingdom, and the Queen Mother."
To be continued...