“Peng!”A muffled sound was heard.
Amidst the sound of energy colliding, there were more than ten muffled groans.
The space was no longer distorted, and the surrounding situation clearly appeared in Yang Tian’s eyes.
Forty-eight people had all fallen to the ground, and some of them had even been cut into two by Yang Tian’s saber qi. There were also some people who had huge wounds on their bodies.
Seeing this, Yang Tian was a little surprised.
“We’ve been hungry for too long, and we don’t have the combat strength we had before. Otherwise, with your current combat strength, you wouldn’t have been able to defeat us...”
At this moment, the voice of the black-armored man sounded again.
Yang Tian turned around, and a burly man who had taken off his helmet appeared in his eyes. He looked like an ordinary middle-aged man.
After throwing the helmet on the ground, the black-armored burly man sat down with a knife in his hand. His eyes were full of fatigue.
