Single Punch

The black-armored man rode on the three-headed Hell Hound and arrived before the Martial Dao Prime Body slowly. He only stopped when he was less than an arm's length away.

His actions were extremely offensive.

The six eyes of the Hell Hound glared at the Martial Dao Prime Body with a ferocious glint. Its opened mouth was right in front of the latter and was within reach!

As long as its master gave the order, it was certain that it could tear the purple-robed man before it into pieces!

The aura released by the purple-robed man made it feel extremely disgusted.

There was no fear in the eyes of the Martial Dao Prime Body as his expression turned cold.

"Why aren't you bowing when you see me?"

The black-armored man looked down at the Martial Dao Prime Body and asked coldly.

"Scram."

The Martial Dao Prime Body did not waste his breath on him and merely spat out a single word coldly.