"Thank you for reminding!"

"you……"

Li Runzhi still wanted to say a few words, but he only felt a gust of wind flying past him, and Tang Fan had disappeared.

"You only have three days!"

Li Runzhi followed Tang Fan's voice and chased toward the window, but he didn't see him.

"What a freak!"

Li Runzhi adjusted his mentality and immediately contacted No. 5 leader Song Deming.

The three days were very tense. The He family's influence was deeply entangled in the East China Sea, and it would not be easy to eliminate them all.

Tang Fan had no time to care about the official intrigues. The purpose of his trip was to ask why the He family chose to duel in three days.

When he heard that He Ridong would come to Donghai to celebrate his birthday in three days, he understood everything.

Just right in one pot!

Tang Fan flew to a desert island. The last time he went to Pingshan Island, he noticed this small desert island.

This small island is deserted and perfect for practicing.

Before approaching, Tang Fan used his spiritual consciousness to explore the deserted island. The entire island was like a hill, with a deep valley in it, which was very quiet.

Tang Fan fell into a deep valley. He first used the Sanhe Sword to carve out a piece of flat ground. After sitting down, he began to understand the seventh form of the Nine Turns Divine Gang Fist: Feishuang.

Tang Fan has successfully practiced the first six moves, and Bichen gave him the eternal water, which contains the origin of frost.

Therefore, it was not difficult for him to understand this style.

Feishang Fist, which means frost and snow, is a supplement to the first six attack attributes, wind, thunder, arrow, rain, fire and electricity.

At dusk, Tang Fan opened his eyes, flew up, raised his right arm, made a fist and waved it out!

"Feishuang!"

The sound of breaking through the air sounded, and Tang Fan's whole body radiated a chill of ice and snow. All the cold breath gathered on his fist, and finally a snow-white fist shadow appeared in the void.

"boom……"

The shadow of the fist was like ice and snow, and the cold air in the sky seemed to freeze time and space. After a brief silence, a violent explosion occurred.

"boom!"

"It doesn't seem right, what's the shortcoming..."

Tang Fan looked at the deep pit on the mountain wall in front of him and frowned.

Based on his understanding of this punch, it should be stronger.

"This punch is supposed to be masculine, but your intention of ice and snow is too feminine!"

Behind Tang Fan, a sigh suddenly came from behind.

"ah!"
Chapter completed!