C7111 It Was the Same Every Time

In his eyes, Zhang Xiaofann's punch was not even worth mentioning.

"Right now, even if you attack a hundred claws or a thousand claws, the result will still be the same. You, Bellia, will still be unable to withstand the might of my Zhang Wutian's punch!"

Zhang Xiaofann's face was calm and tranquil, as if an ancient well was without any ripples. At the same time, he once again threw out a punch