Chapter 972 : The Indestructible Cockroach

• Instead of chasing after them, the man turned around and looked at Ning Feng, gripping his machete tightly. Even through the helmet visor, Ning Feng could feel the intense killing intent emanating from him.
• Seeing him act as if nothing had happened, Ning Feng couldn't help but be curious.
• The fall just now was extremely heavy, and even if it were him, he would have been injured. But the man didn't seem to have a scratch on him. Could it be that he had an iron body?