C386 Like a God of Death

Every word was filled with hatred and anger.

He raised his other fist and punched towards the side of Jiang An's head.

Jiang An waved his fist to block.

Both of their fists were quite powerful.

One was Eastern Fist, the other Western Fist.

It was difficult to tell who was the victor in a fight.

Both sides were hit repeatedly, badly bruised and bloody