บท 89: The Might of the Silver Serpent Freezing Pin

At this moment, the old man had also realized that something was not quite right. Subconsciously, he tilted his head towards the middle-aged and noticed that the person's silhouette was solidified at least 10 meters away. It was unmoving, just like a statue.

However, the old man still had rather good vision and, in a moment, he noticed that there was a thin layer of ice covering the middle-aged man's entire body. Under the shine of the sunlight, there was a continuous stream of steam emanating off it.

"He's already dead. Don't worry, I'll send you off to have a reunion with him."

A taunting look found itself onto Mo Wen's mouth. Suddenly, the power of his fist was ignited and two forces of Qi, one hot and one cold, had morphed into a whirlwind force. In an instance, the fist travelled at twice the speed and within a moment, it had appeared very close to the old man's chest.