Evil-making Nail

In the pitch-black night. Booming sounds continuously resounded in the village.

The tall Warrior Puppet was like a war god. It started a merciless massacre. These evil spirits that rushed out of the village died tragically one after another. All the evil spirits died with a single punch. No matter how strong they were, they could not withstand a punch from the Warrior Puppet.

This was not the first time Wang Luo and the others had seen this mysterious expert attack. However, they still felt extremely shocked. Especially when a terrifying and powerful five-mark evil spirit appeared among these evil spirits and was blasted apart by this mysterious expert with a punch, their minds were in turmoil!

"Why do I feel that… this Senior is even more powerful than yesterday!"

"It's obvious that this Senior didn't use his full strength yesterday."