However, Zhou Tian once again unleashed the Biluo Flames, causing their hearts to tense up once more.
Because they knew that under these flames, no one could resist.
A streak of green flame quickly floated out, like ghost fire, instantly enveloping Lin Xuan.
The green light shone brightly; with just a little force, it could reduce a strong warrior to ashes.
Yet Lin Xuan remained calm, facing the terrifying Biluo Flames, he merely turned his head slightly.
Buried within his gaze, a ball of black light appeared.
A streak of black flames emerged out of thin air, rushing forward like a torrent, eerily strange.
"What? He actually wants to resist? What a fool!"
Could it be he doesn't know the power of the Biluo Flames?
A few family disciples shook their heads and sneered. The martial artists around also sighed.
Because they knew that any means would be futile before the Biluo Flames.
Hiss! Hiss!
