Drakon of the Seven Armies

Chapter 575

At the same time, Colton’s silhouette flickered. He spun around and followed closely behind the shadow fist.

Joseph was rather surprised. He hadn’t expected one of the generals from the Temple of Drakon. They had found him so soon?

Feeling the sheer force of Colton’s punch, he frowned. But he also wanted to see how strong this bastard was.

Seeing the purple shadow fist approaching, Joseph let out a loud cry, spreading the fingers on his right hand. Suddenly, a form of gas that looked like blood mist burst forth from his palm. He clenched his fingers and swung at the purple shadow fist.

Just as the purple shadow fist was about to hit Joseph’s fist, it suddenly morphed slightly, forming the shape of a tiger’s head. Then, there was a loud roar.

“Bloody Fist!” Joseph roared nastily, eyes narrowed into slits. His fist collided with Colton’s Tiger Strike Punch.

At first, Joseph’s face was still brimming with confidence, but in the next second, his eyes widened.

“Ah…” he shouted in ag