Shock, aghast, and extremely strong doubt.
In a short moment, the expression on Yao Zhan's face changed several times. It was very interesting.
He had sent a veteran divine Lord flying with a punch and easily blocked his halberd with two fingers. Such strength was simply unfathomable!
Could it be the old monster from thousand blood?
He secretly guessed.
"Let go!"
He struggled for a moment, but his opponent's fingers were like iron pincers, firmly gripping his divine halberd. No matter how much strength he used, he could not move it in the slightest.
Gradually, his heart became somewhat desperate.
This person's strength had completely exceeded his imagination.
"After all these years, you still haven't made any progress!"
Tang Hao said coldly as he looked at him.
"Who are you?"
Yao Zhan was stunned.
From his tone, this person seemed to know him. However, he could not recall ever seeing this person.
