Ye Feng and Zheng Sanpao took action at the same time.
In just a blink of an eye, we were so close to each other.
The weapons of the two men also collided together in the next second.
Just like - the tip of a needle against the awn of wheat!
A wave of cold air hit my face instantly!
If it had been anyone else, I would have been frozen into an ice sculpture at this moment.
However, Ye Feng's five elements belong to fire, so he is not afraid of any cold.
No matter what kind of cold wave erupted from that piece of ten-thousand-year-old ice under Zheng Sanpao's urging.
For Ye Feng, it was like blowing the wind, which would only mess up his hair style.
"Good boy, you are quite tolerant?"
Seeing that Ye Feng was not affected by the cold air, even Zheng Sanpao was slightly surprised.
But the next second, after the two weapons touched together, Zheng Sanpao showed a sneer again.
"You can withstand it, look at the broken dagger in your hand, can you withstand it too!?"
In Zheng Sanpao's eyes, Ye Feng's seemingly ordinary dagger was like scrap metal.
After being hit by his ice pick with thousands of years of ice, it will definitely be smashed into pieces.
Does the fluorescence of rotten grass dare to compete with the bright moon?
--boom!
But, the next second.
The two weapons actually collided under the extreme cold, creating a spark.
"How can this be!?"
When Zheng Sanpao saw this, he was shocked again!
How can that piece of scrap metal be in tit-for-tat with my own ten thousand-year-old ice!?
Just like that kid opposite, what qualifications do he have to fight against an ancient warrior like himself!?
"I'm going to crush you!"
Zheng Sanpao gritted his teeth, veins popped out on his face, and he used his maximum strength to push the ice pick in his hand.
It was at this time that Ye Feng noticed something strange with the dagger in his hand.
There is an undercurrent within, vigorously surging.
Just like last night, after the dagger and the demon knife touched, two forces burst out.
Ye Feng was slightly startled and suddenly realized.
It turns out that the strange power in the demon knife did not disappear completely, but was fused with the dagger, creating a mysterious state where you are in me, and I am in you.
In an instant, after the dagger collided with the ten thousand-year ice, the mysterious power was immediately stimulated.
The terrifying cold air was like attacking a city, eroding the surface of the dagger bit by bit.
"Haha... you can no longer hold the junk in your hands!"
Zheng Sanpao looked as proud as he expected.
"I will freeze you and the scraps of metal in your hands together right now!"
At this moment, the mysterious power in the dagger seemed to be activated and finally began to explode.
Concentrate your efforts on the sharp point and go straight to the Yellow Dragon in one go.
One breath penetrated the ice cone, and then suddenly retracted.
In the blink of an eye, most of the cold air from the ten thousand-year ice was sucked into the dagger.
——Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock….
The ice that had never melted all year round started to melt and drip under this confrontation!
The ice water fell to the ground, and the huge amount of cold air mixed with it instantly froze the ground again.
"This is impossible!"
Zheng Sanpao felt that the ice pick in his hand suddenly shortened!
The tip of the ice pick has been smoothed by the dagger!
Even the fingertips touched a small drop of water?
The ice pick in my hand... actually started to melt!?
No - this is absolutely impossible!
Zheng Sanpao's expression changed drastically, with a look of horror on his face.
"Shattered metal!?"
Ye Feng smiled coldly and said: "Then let me show you how my 'broken copper and iron' can melt the ten thousand-year-old ice in your hands!" This chapter has been completed!
