C61 Heaven's Hand

"Dragon roar?"

Zhuang Xing smiled faintly. He had a few martial arts related to dragons in his mind. They were all incomparably domineering and ferocious. Any one of them would be much more powerful than the Mad Dragon Fist.

"Heaven Killing Style."

Zhuang Xing shouted loudly. The aura on his body surged, and a violent force whistled out