C855 Dark Ice Assault
Taking advantage of Lin Fei's inattention, Wu Bing threw a punch towards the back of Lin Fei's head.
When Wu Qiang saw this scene, a cruel smile appeared on his face.
The back of the head was the weakest part of the human body.
If the black ice hit the back of Lin Fei's head, Lin Fei would definitely die.
Wu Bing's fist was getting closer and closer to the back of Lin Fei's head, so excited that all the blood in his body was boiling.
Boom! *
In the blink of an eye.
Wu Bing's fist landed on the back of Lin Fei's head in front of Wu Bing and Wu Qiang's eager eyes.
"Lin Fei, I want to see if you still dare to be arrogant later on?" Wu Bing suppressed the excitement in his heart and roared.
Wu Qiang, who was beside Wu Bing, smiled even more cruelly.
Even if Lin Fei was a cultivator, it was impossible for him to block a punch from Wu Bing on the back of his head!
At this moment, in Wu Qiang's mind, he already imagined the miserable scene of Lin Fei falling into a pool of blood.
In his mind, he imagined Lin Fei crawling in front of him like a dead dog, begging him to spare his life.
Just thinking about it made Wu Qiang extremely excited.
Wu Qiang couldn't wait to see Lin Fei crawling in front of him like a dead dog.
However, the things he had imagined did not happen.
Under Wu Qiang's extremely hopeful eyes, after Wu Bing's fist hit the back of Lin Fei's head, Wu Bing's body was pushed back crazily.
Wu Bing retreated ten meters, but he still continued to retreat.
This scene caused a ghastly expression to appear on Wu Bing's face.
Wu Qiang was like an ice sculpture as he stared at Wu Bing blankly.
Dong!
Wu Bing's body hit a telephone pole and stopped.
Puff!
Wu Bing spat out a mouthful of blood.
And then …
The telegraph pole next to Wu Bing suddenly smashed towards him.
Wu Bing instinctively ran to the side to avoid letting the telephone pole press down on his body.
At this moment, Wu Bing was panting heavily. The emotions in his heart could not calm down for a long time!
Looking at Lin Fei, it was as if Wu Bing had seen a demonic god. He couldn't help but shiver.
Was Lin Fei a human or a ghost?
In Beijing, Wu Bing had fought with many cultivators.0
Under normal circumstances, he could exchange a few blows with these cultivators.
Only if he met those cultivators with very high cultivations would he be able to fight back.
However, in Jiang-Zhong City, he met Lin Fei.
Even with his sneak attack, he still could not defeat Lin Fei.
More importantly, he had almost died.
This strange occurrence almost made Wu Bing pass out.
On the other side, Wu Qiang didn't look any better either.
They saw Wu Qiang's eyes were as wide as a fried chestnut.
His eyes looked as if they were about to fall to the ground.
"Phew …" Wu Qiang took deep breaths and exhaled deeply.
Only in this way did Wu Qiang feel slightly better.
Otherwise, he thought he would suffocate to death.
This was like a fantasy story!
Jiangzhong City, a small place like this, actually had such a tyrannical cultivator like Lin Fei.
This was something Wu Qiang never expected.
At this moment.
Lin Fei turned around and calmly looked at Wu Bing.
Under Lin Fei's calm gaze, Wu Bing felt as if he had fallen into a hole of ice.
Cold.
It was bone-chilling cold.
Wu Bing couldn't help but shiver and his face became as pale as a corpse.
Lin Fei's right hand grabbed at the air, grabbing a thin leaf.
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