The Bald Thug of Uchiha's Family

A tough offense, a tough counterattack!

The fists of the two people slammed together, and the air was instantly quiet. Then, Jiao Du and Han both retreated back at the same time, and a powerful air current scattered from the point of collision!

“Huh!”

“Huh!”

Just like a typhoon, the snow with a radius of more than ten meters was emptied in an instant, exposing the rock layer below!

“Go to hell! Tomato-colored bastard!”

Fei Duan leaped high, holding the bloody March sickle in both hands, slashing from top to bottom towards the retreating Han…

“Ha ha!”

Looking at the target’s state at this time, Feiduan seemed to be unable to avoid his own attack, and the corners of his mouth opened wide, revealing the sharp teeth inside.

“Humph!”

“Steam·Armor!”

With a glance, Han saw the flying section in the direction of his retreat and the sickle that was about to fall on him, his eyes flashed with anger.

Afterwards, a cloud of steam burst out of his body, and the armor around his body seemed to have activated some device.

“boom!”

The armor on his back shoulders sprayed out two strong air currents, like a propeller.

This push not only stopped him from going backwards, but also directly allowed him to move forward for a while, avoiding the attack from the flying section!

“clatter!”

With his legs bent, Han’s body sank slightly, and then, the armor on his body spewed out a cloud of steam again.

And this time, the position of the jet is the front chest. .

“Huh!”

Han accelerated in an instant, and arrived in front of him at the moment when Fei Duan was surprised.

“Boiling Escape, Unparalleled Power!”

His eyes stared at Feiduan.

He saw the fearlessness in Fei Duan’s eyes, as well as a fearless madness.

And in his eyes, only the killing intent was raging!

“boom!”

The instant he used the steam armor to accelerate, he squeezed his fist, and there was a circle of white steam wrapped around the fist.

Raising his arm, he slammed into the fly section, his fist making a “26 whirr” sound in the air.

“Boom!”

This punch landed on Feiduan’s left cheek.

“Puff!”

Feiduan’s face instantly deformed, and then he vomited a mouthful of blood, and there were a few white unknown objects in the blood.

“Huh!”

Fei Duan flew out, and his weapon, not knowing whether it was intentional or unintentional, swiped through the air, wiping Han’s right cheek across, and piercing the red mask that covered his appearance!

“Stick!”

Han did not relax his vigilance in one blow, but behind him, there was an enemy who could fist face-to-face with him without falling into the wind!

He stamped his foot on the ground and turned around quickly.

And what greeted him was a huge, pitch-black fist with dim light!