C1077 Seventh Shang

Zhan Tian wouldn't be polite to this young man. His terrifying fist was like the descent of darkness, striking crazily at his opponent.

His opponent was already very strong. After all, the strength of a Late Period of Holy Stage warrior was beyond doubt.

If it wasn't for Zhan Tian's powerful physical body, he would have been defeated long ago.

"Good kid