Cui Xiaofei's strength exceeded his expectations.
The opponent said nothing, his desire to fight overwhelming, even disregarding his own condition. All he wanted was to exchange blows for his life. Such a method even made Jin Poshan feel a bit alarmed.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The earth trembled, constantly cracking as powerful forces blasted deep pits into the ground.
The two figures entangled in a fierce battle, the situation extremely intense, shadows interlacing, difficult to distinguish and capture.
"Madman, you're a damn lunatic."
Jin Poshan roared angrily; his wounds barely healed when new ones appeared, and his blood sprayed as if it were free of charge.
"If becoming a madman means I can take you down, then what harm is there in becoming a madman."
Cui Xiaofei growled, his two pairs of meat wings already broken, and his body covered in countless injuries, flesh torn open, blood covering his whole body, as if he walked out of a sea of blood and hell.
