Chapter 425 Ten-Perfume Numbing Powder

• A roar, sharp as a dragon’s cry, burst from Damon King’s chest.
• Under the Killing Wolf’s savage strike, he flared both arms wide but couldn’t guard everything. One palm caught the claw aimed at his chest; he slipped his body aside, stepped forward, then whipped around like a dragon’s tail.
• With a crisp crack, Damon’s fist drove in, landing on the opponent’s chest at the same time as the Killing Wolf’s second claw.