章 6725: Instakill (1)

"Kill!"

&Quot; die! &Quot; Zhao Hai shouted. Without waiting for the heavy weapon sect's people to attack, he waved his hand and a pair of iron fists struck towards the leader of the heavy weapon sect. At the same time, The Phantom mountain above his head also pressed down on the leader.

The man was about to say some more polite words, but he did not expect Zhao Hai to not play by the rules at all. He attacked immediately, and this time, he was at a disadvantage. He could not help but sneer. Then, he waved his hands and a pair of big hammers met Zhao Hai's Iron Fists.