C1596 Eye of death

"Astral Boxing!"

Ling Yun's cold eyes were like lightning. His fiery red hair danced wildly, and astral qi s flowed from the surface of his body like blazing stars one after another. The overbearing and ferocious astral qi s converged on his fist, condensed and compressed, and shot towards his opponent at the same time.

The power of the Evil Yin Fist was soft, the hidden strength was everywhere