"Ice Devil Fist!"
When the injuries in its body were completely healed, the Frost Fiend let out an angry roar. It took a step forward, and like a cannonball, it stomped through the air and blasted at the Black Sun.
At this moment, it raised its right arm, and light patterns curled around its fist, bursting with a dazzling blue light. It gathered a powerful cold Qi and sent it careening toward the Black Sun like a mountain.
When the fist landed, the Black Sun's feathers were shattered, and sparks flew.
"This Frost Fiend seems to have improved a lot!" Shen Fei muttered as he watched this.
After a slight tremor, Mo Han's eyes flickered, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a devilish arc. "I wonder if your Black Sun can bear such a vigorous true essence?"
