C1667 Your Opponent Is Me

Whiz, whiz, whiz...

The mysterious coffin man shot out more than ten beams of dark light, each of which accurately hit Zhan Tianming's body.

At this moment, Zhan Tianming wanted to dodge, but there was no way he could.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

More than a dozen bloody holes appeared on Zhan Tianming's body.

The blood mist that erupted was like a golden flower.

Zhan Tianming felt extreme pain