545 Slap One’s Face With Might

*Swoosh*

Freezing winds started to ravage the entire area. A blueish thick mist gushed out of Feng Qingyang's back within split seconds! It continued to expand and turned into a two-meter-tall blue spirit with sharp teeth and claws. Immediately, it let out an agonizing howl. The surrounding temperature dropped drastically when it started to emanate Yin Qi!

"Evil Spirit?"

Though the crowd could not see the evil spirit with their naked eye, folk from Jianghu were familiar with situations like this.

"Demonic Frost Evil Spirit! This is Feng Qingyang's famous way of growing an evil spirit!"

"He is after all the legendary Demonic Icy Old Man! Though his cultivation was destroyed, he will never allow others to humiliate him!"

"Now, I know the reason Feng Qingyang acted so arrogant in front of his enemies! He has his ultimate weapon with him!"

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