"Boom!"
In the blink of an eye, Huang Hu appeared in front of Ye Qingtian, as if bringing a snowstorm with him.
His massive, icy cold palm descended.
Huang Hu was confident in this move; even if it couldn't kill, it could at least severely injure Ye Qingtian.
"Rumble..."
At the moment Huang Hu's palm made contact with Ye Qingtian's body, the Ice Cold True Qi finally erupted completely.
It surged forth like a breached flood, rapid and terrifying.
The wave-like icy force assaulted Ye Qingtian's body.
Yet Ye Qingtian maintained a cheerful smile, completely unfazed.
"I want to see how long you can hold out!"
Huo Hu snorted coldly.
In her eyes, and the eyes of many others, Ye Qingtian was already at the end of his strength, barely holding on.
Huang Hu was a martial arts expert who had been guided by Ling Zhantian himself, one of the three great masters alongside Ling Tianlong and the Thunder God.
"Not good, retreat!"
