Of course, it may also be related to the low-level level of the Seven Killing Fist. This boxing technique, which is not even good fortune, is no longer as good as Lin Yun's cultivation.

The fire crow twisted his body in the air, and his huge body condensed several times as it twisted, and then the feathers at the tail shot in the void.

Wong!

The feathers shook ripples in the air, and the fire crow broke through the air, and the air was torn apart like a glacier. In a moment, the power of the voice even covered Lin Yun's sword intent.

"The flame of the Canglong, the eight seals are opened together!"

After drinking the fire for thousands of years, the Qi sea in Lin Yun Zifu reached a terrifying situation of two thousand feet in radius. It can be said that it is effortless to activate the Fire Cloud Burning Heaven Hand with Dragon Flame.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The black dragon claws protruded from the aperture behind him fought wildly with the fire crow. The violent true energy fluctuations made this space shaking.

Countless flame feathers and black dragon scales peeled off wildly, colliding fiercely in the flying sky.

boom!

There was another loud noise, and Lin Yun's ears kept buzzing. The flames that were killed in his life were finally severely injured by this palm.

The flame feathers on their bodies were peeling off like snowflakes, and the fire crow fell to the ground with a whine, but their bare wings were rapidly gathering their strength while flapping.

"Never end."

A cold light flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, and the sword box behind him spread out. The moment he held the hilt of the sword, he pulled out the burial flower like lightning.

Wow!

The dazzling sword light filled the space. When the sword light dissipated, the fire crow could no longer be seen except for the fragments of feathers on the ground.

Lin Yun looked at the Burial Flower, and the complex patterns on the sword gradually merged together.
Chapter completed!