C957 The Tragic Battle

"Damn it, challenging me is a death wish!" Ouyang Zhen gasped out the words.

Had he been a fraction slower, Mad Tooth would have snapped his neck. He hadn't anticipated such madness from his opponent.

Though he had slain Mad Tooth, Ouyang Zhen was in no shape to continue fighting. His strength was depleted, his body riddled with wounds, and the gash on his neck was particularly precarious