Chapter 580 Hell Token

Even without the simplest kitchen knife, this evildoer still managed to fashion a bow and arrow. It must have been hard for him.

The evildoer threw down the large bow on his back and licked his lips, displaying a gluttonous, hungry look.

Having lived here for a long time, constantly among wild beasts and forests, without communicating with people, this evildoer's voice had become hoarse and stiff.

"Human flesh, at last tender human flesh, I want to eat human flesh, hahaha…!"

He roared like a fierce beast, leaping several meters in one bound, charging towards Lin Tian.

His speed was even faster than Bolt's, and as a half-step mirror condensing expert who had spent years here, his strength and body had been greatly honed—his body was as tough as cowhide, incredibly hard.

A punch, swift as the wind, carrying infinite power, fiercely slammed into Lin Tian's chest.