Chapter 372: More and More Bronze Men, Cultivators Hiding Their Strength!

"Haha! This guy can actually write?"

The middle-aged man walked up, laughing as he looked down at the Bronze Man on the ground, barely clinging to life after his own blast.

"You should figure out what he's writing before getting so cheerful!" Zhang Feifei said with furrowed brows.

"What is he writing?"

Only then did the middle-aged man look toward the words the Bronze Man was carving on the ground, and his expression quickly turned ugly.

Then, the other cultivators also slowly gathered around, all of them staring at the Bronze Man still carving words on the ground.

After that, their expressions turned equally grim.

Yan Moshan read the words carved into the ground in a soft voice:

"You're all dead. I'm just a patrolman, and those ten to a hundred times stronger than me are still behind. Enjoy your final journey! I ..."

"Bang—"

Before Yan Moshan could finish, a black-clothed man kicked the Bronze Man's head clean off.