C321 One Battle Seven

The temperature of the blood on his face had yet to disappear, but the man with the evil grin had already arrived in front of Mu Tian.

"You sure are calm. A trash Level 3 Battle-King dares to come here. Do you know who we are? We are the scavengers. "

With an evil grin, the white and chubby man punched at Mu Tian.

Berserk battle power and terrifying power.

This punch was a killing move