บท 1520: You Guys Are Too Weak

A God race Half-Martial Ancestor sneered, "Good, you even dare to take the initiative to come over. You truly don't know what's good for you!"

"You guys are the ones who don't know what's good for you,"

Su Zimo said indifferently and did not stop. Before long, he arrived before a God race rider.

"Kill!"

The blood qi of the God race rider surged as he hollered. Raising his strong and powerful thighs, he swept towards Su Zimo's head!

That single move caused a buzzing sound in midair and a series of afterimages appeared!

That kick was way too strong and fast!

If that kick landed, the God race rider was confident that he would be able to rupture Su Zimo's head!

Bang!

However, just as the kick was about to hit Su Zimo's temple, a fair palm appeared on the God race rider's leg.

The God race rider looked at everything with widened eyes in disbelief.

The other God race beings looked on in disbelief as well.