Both powers have strong lethality, but using yin and yang** can allow the two energies to harmonize each other, appear in a harmless state, and then penetrate into the target's body. Although this state has no lethality to the target, Chen Pan can withdraw his mental power at any time. At that time, the power of the dragon fist explodes at the target, which will definitely cause huge destructive power.

The silver-haired man had been imprisoned by Chen Pan. Although he felt something strange in his body, he did not think deeply. At this time, he was already fish on the chopping board and had no chance to speak.

"I don't want to talk nonsense anymore. Let me let you go, otherwise don't blame me for being rude." Ma Cheng yelled.

Chen Pan shook his head: "I am not your opponent now. What do you use to ensure that you won't attack me after I release you?"

"You have no other choice." Ma Cheng said coldly.

Chen Pan also smiled coldly: "At least I can still drag a cushion before I die." As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly had a warning in his heart for a lifetime. Before he could react, two ice thorns suddenly rushed out of the ground, piercing his hands directly, and quickly frozen so that he could not move.

Damn, I was already careful enough, but I still couldn't fight the other party. The saint was too strong. Chen Pan struggled hard, but it was useless. His hands had lost consciousness, and the freezing spread rapidly along his arms to his body.

There was no other way, Chen Pan could only abandon his soldiers and protect the commander, condensed his true energy on his shoulders, exploded with a bang, exploded his arms, and quickly retreated, and then escaped.

Ma Cheng raised his left hand and the silver-haired man flew into his hand. Then he pointed his right hand at Chen Pan, and a terrible wisp of ice shot at Chen Pan. This was pure soul ice. Although it would not be able to kill Chen Pan at once, it was just that this person's own martial arts was enough to make Chen Pan pay a heavy price.

"I dare to threaten me, I don't know how to die." Ma Cheng's eyes showed fierce light.

Chen Pan wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

In a critical moment, the old man next to him stretched out a cigarette pole and knocked it on the ice, instantly smashing it. The old man was indeed powerful, and it seemed effortless to use the quasi-saint to fight the saint.

"Do you want to help him?" Ma Cheng glared at the old man.

The old man shook his head: "You are wrong. I am not helping him, but helping you. You took action before, and it can be said to save Sun Xinqi. Now there is no reason to act again. Let me tell you, if the valley master doesn't care, you will have to survive once you care, can you survive? Although the valley master hasn't shown up for hundreds of years, who have you ever seen his true face? Can you guarantee that he is not on the scene now? I don't care what you think, I will interfere this time. If you want to kill him, just kill him!"

After the old man finished speaking, he raised his hand and pointed a stone rose from the ground. He sat straight up, as if he really didn't plan to care anymore.

Chen Pan was fully alert and didn't know what the other party would decide. Seeing that Ma Cheng was all focused on him, he seemed to have not discovered that his great-grandson had already hit him. As long as the other party took action, he would let the silver-haired man die first, and in short, he would not lose money.

Ma Cheng's face was gloomy and clear. After a moment, his eyebrows suddenly shrank, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes. Chen Pan secretly cried in his heart.

Sure enough, a pillar of ice had already come to kill him.
Chapter completed!