C114 Black Horse

"Hehe."

With a faint smile, Zhuang Xing's figure flashed and he quickly rushed out, his speed as fast as lightning.

"So fast."

Gan Tao's expression changed drastically. He did not expect that Zhuang Xing's speed was actually so fast. Before he could react, the other party had already attacked him. The tyrannical fist was like a heavy hammer as it heavily landed on his Double Gold Whip