C927 It Was like a Hot Knife Cutting Through Butter(2)

927.

The spear thrust forward like a tiger pouncing on its prey, hitting the Blood Man right in the chest.

However, after the spearhead entered, the spiritual energy dissipated, as if it had plunged into a swamp. Even with the strength of tens of millions of kilograms, it was useless.

Dung Tongfang was rather impatient