The pale golden Golden Crow turned into a fist and tore through the air, causing the astral wind to whistle as if the sky had collapsed.
The pale golden Golden Crow turned into a fist and tore through the air, causing the astral wind to whistle as if the sky had collapsed.
Heaven Breaking Fist.
Fist shadows spun, locking down all the escape space of the golden-winged bird.
The golden-winged bird spread its wings and let out a roar.
"Chirp—"
This voice seemed to penetrate the void and turn into a sharp sword that slashed at Han Muye.
Soul attack.
However, Han Muye's Heaven-Breaking Fist could clearly resist soul attacks. The fist mark emitted a golden light and suddenly exploded.
"Pa!"
The body of the golden-winged bird was knocked 300 feet away, crashing into a cliff, shattering scattered rocks.
Han Muye chuckled, leaped, and landed on the cliff where the golden-winged bird had fallen earlier.