Chương 1445: Terrifying Fist Intent!

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Mang, who was below the stage, slowly ascended the stage.

Following that, Wang Mang ascended the arena, and Abyss Hong Zhe lit an incense stick.

Wang Mang didn't dare to be careless. He quickly put on the War God of Slaughter and the Pole-Ax of Slaughter slowly appeared in his hand.

Seeing this, the expression of the old man on the stage changed slightly and muttered,

"God Refining Overlord Body?"

"This is a little troublesome!"

In the next moment, the old man's figure flashed and he quickly attacked Wang Mang.

"So fast!"

Wang Mang's pupils constricted as he watched the old man disappear from his sight.

Bang!

In the next moment, a dull sound rang out in the arena.

The old man's fist landed on the halberd, and Wang Mang gripped it tightly with both hands.

His hands started to tremble as he felt the huge force coming from the Pole-Ax of Slaughter.