"Just think that your fate is bad."

Zhuang Ming chuckled.

——

And just to the southeast.

The old man in black robe turned into a streak of smoke and dust and passed by suddenly.

Suddenly, a punch burst out from the darkness!

The smoke and dust dissipated!

——

From here, there were twenty-four figures spreading out in all directions, including twenty-four black-robed veterans.

However, there were thirty gods and demons appearing from all directions to block him!

——

The fists shook the sky.

The blood is boiling.

Twenty-four black-robed masters turned into twenty-three black smoke.

And the real person was also blocked.

Immediately a thunder was heard!

There was another sword cry!

There was another sound of seven or eight fists and palms breaking through the air!

"Kill him to death!"
Chapter completed!