C792 Erase

The way that Kuang Long had done things seemed a little shameless, but it was within reason.

In a battle, one had to guard against everything.

"Pata."

Fresh blood dripped from the shattered bones. It was a shocking sight to behold. If it was an ordinary person, their hand would have already been crippled.

That strike not only had the hardness of the spike formed from the Golden Dragon