C968

"Bam!"

"Bam!"

"Bam!"

At this time, Wang Xiaohu didn't care, he punched the Black Ice Winged Dragon on its head. He was standing on the back of the Black Ice Winged Dragon, and even if the Black Ice Winged Dragon were to roll up and down, dive into the water, it wouldn't be able to shake Wang Xiaohu off.

After Wang Xiaohu had punched it seven or eight times