Chapter 43 Nine Spirits Tribe

At this time, Ding Hao was still standing there, as if he had never moved, but the person who had just attacked was half kneeling on the ground, his body trembling. "How, how is this possible? How could he take my move so easily? He even injured me. If he had hit me harder just now, my arm would have been crippled. No, no, as long as he wanted to, he could have killed me easily." The man looked at Ding Hao in horror, feeling greatly terrified.