Apocalyptic Red Alert

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

"Hmph...!"

The priest saw that his ice prisms were all blocked, gritted his teeth, and tried his best to push!

Unfortunately, no matter how strong the priest's ability is, he is no match for Han Feng...

Han Feng has three super powers of telekinesis, speed, and blood rage, and has been injected with four energy 7 injections. In terms of mental power, Han Feng ranks second, and no one dares to say that he is the first! (The mysterious girl is negligible...)

"Uh..."

After a few seconds, the priest could no longer maintain the ice prisms. Defeated...

At this moment, if one party withdraws the telekinesis, then the "ownership" of these ice prisms will of course be occupied by the other party.

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

"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!!"

This ice wall composed of ice prisms, under Han Feng's strong telekinesis, quickly inserted back into the priest!

"Go!"

Faced with countless ice spikes, the priest did not dare to be arrogant. He directly swung the storm beside him to sweep away the ice spikes that belonged to him a second ago...

"Ding ding! Bang bang bang!"

In the storm, the ice spikes were blown into collision and shattered...

After a while, these ice spikes turned into fine ice powder, which gradually moved away with the storm...

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

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

Waiting for now!

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

"Huh!"

Seeing that the fist was about to fall on him, the priest hurriedly dodged sideways in a hurry. At the same time, the priest also turned out a palm and reached out to Han Feng's fist, trying to resist some of the force.

"Bang!"

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

"Dengdengdeng..."

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

After stabilizing his body, the priest shook his hands. He put his hands behind his back and said calmly, "I didn't expect that you are also a master of physical skills."

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

Han Feng, standing in place, slowly retracted his fists, staring at the priest with his eyes, and didn't say anything.

What the priest didn't know was that Han Feng didn't know any physical skills. This was all "acquired" behavior brought to Han Feng since the activation of blood anger.

"Swoosh! Whoosh..."

With a gust of wind, Han Feng approached the priest again!

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

At this moment, Han Feng turned into an indefatigable attacking machine!

His arms were like two iron whips and two long spears! Pick, collapse, stab, pierce...

His legs were like battle axes and long swords! Chop, kick, smash, throw...

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

However...

The priest who can control the strong wind is of course also one of the best!

Although he can't reach Han Feng's speed, he can still barely resist one or two.

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

The priest's attack and defense are all accompanied by a little cold wind.

The cold wind slowly lowers the temperature of the air around the priest, which brings a lot of interference to Han Feng.

"Bang! Boom!..."

Kicking the priest away, Han Feng took a few steps to chase him before he landed!

"Puff..."

Unable to resist Han Feng's continuous blows, the priest bleeds from his mouth, and a cloud of blood sprays towards Han Feng!

"Haha... cough..."

Seeing the blood, the priest suddenly laughed.

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

"Hehe...Hehe..."

After the priest laughed, Han Feng suddenly heard a sound of freezing...

Looking in the direction of the sound, Han Feng saw that the surface of his body began to turn green!

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

And...the more difficult problem is that in the previous battle, he was more or less injured.

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

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

After retreating to dozens of meters away, Han Feng moved his stiff body.

With a solemn face, Han Feng secretly said, "Oh no..."

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

Han Feng, who had been frostbitten before, knew that once such a feeling appeared, he had to warm up quickly. Otherwise...frostbite is a small matter, but amputation is a big trouble!

However, Han Feng, who had a quick recovery potion, did not fall to the point of amputation. But... now is the time to fight. The stiff body cannot perform at its normal level, and it will only become a living target for the opponent!

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

He clenched his fists, lowered his head slightly and said, "There is no other way, I hope it works..."

"Blood Fury... Open!"

Han Feng said in a low voice with his eyes wide open!

"Buzz!"

A slight explosion exploded in Han Feng's body!

The next moment, the vibration shattered the frost on Han Feng's body!

The surging power in his body quickly dispelled the accumulated cold.

He squeezed his fingers that became flexible again, and muttered to himself, "I bet right."

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

"Do you have any last words?"

"Uh..."

Hearing this devilish kiss, the priest couldn't help but take a small step back, and a sound of wanting to say something but stopping came out of his mouth. After standing firm, the priest began to condense the storm, intending to deal with the next attack in a defensive posture.

"I didn't expect... your last words are quite short."

After Han Feng finished speaking, his figure turned into a human figure, dragging a long afterimage and flying towards the priest!

"Hu! Huhu!!!"

When Han Feng attacked, the storm around the priest also condensed and took shape! By the way, the priest also swung a small whirlwind towards Han Feng.

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

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

Seeing Han Feng rushing into the whirlwind "silly", the priest smiled triumphantly.

After all, the wind may seem small, but the real "killer" is the bone-chilling cold hidden inside!

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

Han Feng, holding his breath, rushed out of the whirlwind at the fastest speed, and after landing, he rushed towards the priest again!

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

But... what the priest never expected was that Han Feng could actually withstand this deadly cold!

The storm kept blowing away the frozen blood on Han Feng's body, but it could never invade Han Feng's body!

At this time, not only Han Feng and the priest were fighting. In the body, the power of blood anger and the bone-eroding cold were also fighting each other!

One side desperately drilled in, and the other side tried its best to resist with energy...

A few seconds later, Han Feng, covered in blood, passed through the storm and stood in front of the priest.

"You...you!"

Staring at Han Feng, the priest could never have imagined that he could actually pass through this wind wall of absolute zero!

"I came in, so you should die too." After saying that, Han Feng raised his fist...

"Ah!" Staring at the "blood fist" in front of him, the priest widened his eyes, roared, and a "mirror" flew out from behind.

It's not right to say it's a mirror...because this round mirror thing is condensed with water!

Immediately afterwards, one, one, and one "mirror" flew out, blocking Han Feng and the priest.