He Loved Looting

They won!

Wang Ye revealed a weak smile.

This was the most tragic battle he had ever fought.

A cosmic level 9 warrior was just too strong.

But they still had the last laugh!

"Brother Tieshan!" Wang Ye walked over and his expression changed slightly.

He could clearly sense Munro Tieshan's life aura falling from its peak in an instant.

His three-meter-tall body was solidifying like cast iron.

!!!

Nante, who was seriously injured, also noticed that something was wrong. He endured the pain and rushed over.

At this moment, even though Munro Tieshan's face was still as hard as steel, his eyes were no longer ice-cold. Instead, there was a hint of warmth.

"It was nice to have met you, Wang Ye, Nante." Munro Tieshan stretched out his hands which had completely solidified into steel. He seemed to want to put them on Wang Ye and Nante's shoulders, but he couldn't.