The black-robed man's face changed when he heard the voice, already ugly, it became unusually twisted. He abruptly turned around, just about to ask who it was.
But he didn't have a chance to speak, as he was greeted with a fist.
It slammed directly into his face, pounding towards him.
The punch hit his face, causing it to twitch, a deep pit formed by the impact, and he was directly knocked back, looking particularly wretched.
He carved out a deep trench on the ground before he finally stopped.
Madina couldn't believe it. Watching the scene, her pupils trembled and she almost cried looking forward.
She saw Tang Zhong standing there in the night, with his back to the light. His front was dark, his face indistinct, only the murderous aura from his body could be felt.
The people around couldn't see Tang Zhong's face clearly, but were stunned by the scene.
The man, who had killed with a single claw, was now knocked flying by a single punch.
