Ye Feng's footsteps hit the ground, not waiting for it to fall. Then, amidst the ground's tremor that people could clearly feel, he transformed into a black shadow, like a bow full of arrows, streaking into the sky, finally meeting the dragon.
Fists turned to meat!
With each punch, the air would inevitably blur, and then the dragon's body would experience a very discordant twist.
Twelve mournful cries rang out from top to bottom, as Ye Fengsheng delivered twelve punches. Only when the flood dragon landed with a flurry of dust and gravel did Ye Fengsheng dive down from mid-air, delivering a final punch to the dragon's head.
"Bang!"
Earth shattered!
At the moment smoke rose, blurry-eyed, they saw the flood dragon's massive head being pressed into the ground when the punch landed.
Until the sand completely blocked the view of both beast and man, Shi Fei finally waited, trying to exchange glances with an eagle, involuntarily swallowing hard.
Who exactly is he?
