It's made from small fruit.

Thinking of this, Chen Xinzhu's heart ached.

He held the White Frost Sword tightly in his right hand, his eyes extremely cold.

Not far away, upon hearing Chen Xinzhu's words, Grandmaster Yushan's face became extremely ugly.

"In the past thirty years, this is the most serious injury I have suffered. I have to admit that I underestimated her."

The dark energy continued to flow into his right hand, and Grandmaster Yushan's tone was extremely cold.

"However, no matter how hard you struggle, the outcome will not change. You can just go to hell to reunite."

As he finished speaking, his right hand, wrapped in dark energy, punched out.

Boom! Boom!

The air seemed to crack, and thunderous sounds were made one after another.

A majestic force came from the fist, instantly penetrated the space between the two, and hit Chen Xinzhu heavily.

The night was long and the dream was too much, so this time Grandmaster Yushan directly used one of his special tricks.

The ultimate move—Rain Explosion Fist!

Although due to the injury, the power of this punch was only 77-88% powerful, but even so, this punch was enough to blow up a mountain.

Grandmaster Yushan is very confident that this punch is enough to kill the kid in front of him.

Although it's a pity that he can't torture Chen Xinzhu in every possible way, but...

"Jin'er, father has avenged you!"

Clenching his fists, Grandmaster Yushan looked a little sad.

That was his only son, and he was gone like this...

Thinking of this, the murderous intention in Grandmaster Yushan's heart boiled over again.

"Um?"

His mind was shaken, and Grandmaster Yushan realized that something was wrong.

This kid is so calm.

Are there any other trump cards?

However, what kind of trump card can block this punch?

Suddenly, Grandmaster Yushan couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

He recalled the experience of fighting with the girl.
Chapter completed!