Super Student's Three-realms Army

"Under my Profound Nether God Fist, the bodies of two Peerless Expert s who used to have Supernatural Power Stage were instantly sealed, and their odd meridians and veins were frozen, causing their cultivations to be at least ten percent of their total."    

"If you know what's good for you, leave immediately."    

"Before this gelid qi can spread to your heart veins, find a cultivator with Yang Qi cultivation attribute to disperse the gelid qi in your body and release it to dissolve this move."    

"If you continue to stay here, at least your cultivation will be destroyed, and at most, you will die on the spot!"    

As the middle-aged man spoke, his tone was extremely confident and his words contained a strong sense of pride.    

The Xuanming Divine Fist was one of the most powerful fist arts within the Shennong Hall of their farmers.    

This was because there was a prerequisite for activating the Dark Underworld God Fist, and that was for the user to possess an extremely cold true qi that was only one in a million. The user also had to have exceptional aptitude and comprehension ability.    

It was precisely because the conditions for cultivating the Dark Nether Divine Fist were so harsh.    

Even if it was the Shennong Hall, which was the head of the six halls in the farm family, only the middle-aged man would be able to successfully practice this fist art for several hundred years.    

This was because the Dark Underworld God Fist was an incomparably vicious palm technique with a strength that could topple mountains and overturn seas.    

A stream of extremely cold inner force rushed over, the opponent's entire body instantly became chilled to the bone.    

The recipient had a palm print with five fingers. The cold poison entered his body and the tentacles were cold. He felt like he was touching a piece of ice. His back felt like it was burning.    

Therefore, under the Profound Nether God Fist, there were two Peerless Expert s who had already lost to the middle-aged man and were still suffering a fate worse than death under the cold poison of the Profound Nether God Fist, so of course he had the qualifications to be proud of.    

Originally, from the middle-aged man's point of view, he had already told Zhang Xiaofann about the dangers of the Dark Underworld God Fist.    

Presumably, he would just follow the instructions and find a cultivator who cultivated the Yang Manipulation Fire attribute cultivation technique to help him dispel the cold poison in his body.    

After all, for Zhang Xiaofann to possess such terrifying cultivation talent that had never been seen before or since, the cultivation of the Vital Spirit in his body was naturally priceless. Compared to the dragon soul of the Earth Flood Dragon, the latter was not even worth mentioning.    

However, Zhang Xiaofann's subsequent decision far exceeded the middle-aged man's expectations.    

"I've said it before, I won't leave empty-handed today!"    

"Today, I have decided on the Earth Flood Dragon's dragon soul!"    

The corner of Zhang Xiaofann's mouth raised, as he revealed a meaningful smile.    

"You want to block me with that insignificant cold poison?!"    

"Boom —!"    

As his words fell, a scarlet red lava gushed out from Zhang Xiaofann's right fist. In an instant, it had covered the Fist Astral that contained the might of ten thousand year old ice.    

The rolling lava was completely incinerated, and the cold poison in his body disappeared in an instant.    

"How is this possible?!"    

With regards to this, the middle-aged man's face darkened. He obviously did not expect Zhang Xiaofann to have such an overbearing and shocking ability …