C150 Ghost Hunting!

Seeing the palm print grow rapidly in his field of vision, Jia Zheng could not avoid it. He had no choice but to punch the zombie's palm.

"Bam!"

The fists and palms collided.

Jia Zheng Jing felt a strong force rushing up his arm from the bone. The force was so strong that it almost broke his arm.

He involuntarily took five or six steps back to regain his footing. On the other hand