Gao Wu, I Use My Martial Arts to Control the Stars

"A mortal's fireball should be fined? The stars burned by my fist are enough to pierce the Milky Way treasury!" When the fine ticket from the neighborhood committee aunt chased the old man who made the fireball all over the street, no one knew that the young man sneered under the shade of the tree, and his fist bones were tempering the wind that cracked the stars. "Summon a bone dragon to be detained for ten days? The wormhole my gun penetrates is enough to destroy the alien race a hundred million times!" When the security guard's formation chain tied Mr. Zhang's skeleton dragon in Building 7, the young man turned the spear to tear open the cracks in the void, and the dragon shape roared and smashed the cannon of the vanguard fleet of all races. This is an era of rampant magical powers, and it is also an era of martial arts and god-killing! The alien demonic army pouring from the wormhole crushes humanity on the blood-stained interstellar passage—— The fist burns for human dignity: the left fist cracks the mysterious sky and shatters the shackles of the spiritual energy ban! The gun screams for the fire of civilization: the right gun cuts off the Tianhe River and pierces the absurd regulation that "summoned objects need to be registered"! The bones scream for the unyielding fighting spirit: the backbone tempered by the strong wind carries the galaxy, and crushes the Yincha battleship with every step! The blood is boiling for hundreds of millions of people: the flaming spear tip raises the battle flag, and the roar of anger that engulfs the world shakes the dimension: "Supernatural powers? Pets? Fines? - In front of my fists and guns, everything is dust!"