C771 Battle leghorn herb

"Hey!"

Qin Muyang growled, and without any warning, he extended out his fist and punched towards the sky.

"Ha ha!"

The middle-aged man laughed out loud as he clenched his fist and threw an ordinary punch without any fancy tricks. However, when his fist was thrown out, a deep dragon roar filled with majesty could be heard as a golden colored sky roared past.

It was not an apocalyptic scene