C953 Weak Fist!

"Swish!"

The members of the Anti Martial Dao Alliance swarmed over, their speed as fast as lightning.

The eyes of the leader of the Two-star Real God flashed with a scarlet light as he spun in the air and landed a kick on Su Hao's face.

"Too slow!" Su Hao stretched out his hand and grabbed his leg.

"What?" The man was shocked and wanted to resist