C3234 The Death of Poison Lord

On the other side, the four-legged demonic general's expression didn't change at all. He was still as cold as ever.

In his opinion, this human before him was still a dead man.

"Heh, he does have some guts. Kill Fist."

The Fiend General did not hesitate in the slightest, raising his right fist high before swiftly descending, smashing down towards the Thousand Snakes Poison Sovereign