C352 Knife! Crescent Knife!

"Alright, alright, you are very good." Waning Moon Envoy slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. The killing intent in his eyes suddenly increased, and at the same time, he was deeply surprised.

The strength he had used just now was more than the weight of a dozen heavy trucks, but the Nassir Dawson in front of him was completely unharmed. It was truly inconceivable