Not a good thing

"What a powerful fighting skill. Why do I feel like I've seen it somewhere before?"
Han Yan sighed.
"The Nine Killings of the Flood Dragon was found in the hands of Na Maofang."
A voice came from behind. Han Yan and the big yellow dog turned around and saw Ronin Austin walking out of the cave step by step with his hands behind his back.
Han Yan and the big yellow dog could not help but feel startled when they felt the powerful aura that Ronin Austin exuded casually.
"Xiao Chenzi,...