"A dragon, is that a dragon?"
"It's almost solidified. Is this the Late Stage of Qi Transformation?"
"So powerful."
At this moment, the dragon form created by Zhang Xiaoshan's gathered Qi was as tall as several dozen feet, covering the entire collapsed stage area.
It was like a prehistoric beast, and the once formidable black hawk instantly became like a chick.
Without comparison, there is no harm.
"Die."
Zhang Xiaoshan didn't care about anyone's gaze.
With one punch, charging forward, he struck straight out.
"Bang."
The giant white dragon's claw slammed down fiercely.
"Boom."
The black hawk's form was crushed in an instant.
The dragon claw of True Qi landed on Jiang Ying's head.
"No, don't..."
Jiang Ying let out a hysterical roar with all his might.
The next moment, the dragon claw fell.
"Bang."
Jiang Ying was directly pounded into the ground.
"Ah."
He was covered in blood, the scene was so bloody it was impossible to look directly at.
"Lost, lost?"
