The young man in white clothes attacked.
Xiao Yi had anticipated it long ago and punched out.
This time, what wrapped around his fist was a blue and white flame exuding extreme coldness.
Bang…
A loud explosion.
The young man in white was directly blasted back ten steps.
When he steadied himself, both his hands were already freezing and burning with pain.
That burning pain felt as if he was being scorched by a fierce fire, yet his entire cultivation could not resist it at all.
And that coldness seemed to freeze to the bone, freeze to the soul.
The feeling of cold and heat instantly filled his whole body.
The two completely different feelings actually blended with each other.
Cold, while reaching the bone and soul; heat, meanwhile, fiercely burning the bone and soul amidst the cold.
"Hiss." The young man in white took a cold breath, then forcibly dispersed the cold feeling with his primordial power.
At the same time, bang… bang… bang…
