The Blood Crow King became furious and charged at Lin Yun, pushing its speed to the limit. It didn’t know any martial techniques nor Martial Intent, but it lived for three thousand years. Its cultivation had reached a terrifying height. In addition to its powerful physical talent and fighting instincts, it was still powerful.

After Lin Yun clashed with it head-on several times, his arm felt numb, blood dripping from his palm. He no longer dared to belittle the Blood Crow King and changed his fighting style, unleashing his Golden Crow Wings and using his speed to handle the Blood Crow King.

But the Blood Crow King wasn’t weaker than Lin Yun in regards to speed. It might not know any Martial Intents, but its body was constructed for talent and knew how to use its advantage well. Lin Yun couldn’t obtain any benefits as they clashed and even suffered a small loss.

“The demon is injured!”

“All hail the king! Kill this demon and take revenge for our clan!”

“We have to tear him apart! His corpse must be a lot more delicious than other cultivators!”

“Kill!”

The Blood Crows became excited. They were simple-minded, having already decided how to split Lin Yun’s body up before the battle had even concluded.

“How troublesome.” Lin Yun hovered in the air and squinted his...