At the moment when Boss Sun rushed over, the little bald head didn't know why, and felt a trace of metallic color flash on his body.

"Xuan-rank low-level, iron cloth shirt!"

"Yellow Order Advanced, Mighty King Kong Fist!"

Boss Sun was bloody and hideous, and he used the punch of his life, and that posture was enough to open the mountain and break the rock.

But a trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of the little bald head, "Could it be that this guy is also a Buddha cultivator." He just said that it was a bit like the iron cloth shirt held by the Shaolin Temple. ”

But now this kind of scene can't allow the little bald head to think too much, he must respond quickly, otherwise he can't bear this punch on him.

Thinking of this, the little bald head did not hesitate to launch his fourth divine power, "Bah!"

The glass-like golden body instantly covered the whole body of the little bald head, and the little bald head took off his shirt without hesitation, revealing his sturdy body.

The little bald head was even more stunned and ate this heavy punch. For a while, there were invisible ripples behind the little bald head, hunting the sound of the wind blowing on the withered yellow grass.

"This, how is it possible?!" Boss Sun looked shocked, he didn't expect that he would punch with all his might, and there was no way to damage the little bald head in the slightest.

"You're done wielding, it's up to me. The little bald head said unceremoniously, and the Xiao Ming Wang palm in his hand slammed into Boss Sun's chest again.

Boss Sun was shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly wanted to retreat, but he was not a speed-type monk, and the little bald head moved like a spirit monkey because of his small size.

In the void, the palm of the little bald head hit Boss Sun's chest again, which was no different from the position just now.

Boss Sun saw that it was absolutely impossible for him to dodge this punch, so he concentrated all his true spiritual power on his chest and maximized the power of the iron cloth shirt.

For a while, Boss Sun's dark chest actually appeared with a metallic silver light. But all this was done in vain.

Because the little bald head also increased the power of this Xiao Ming Wang's palm to the maximum. Combined with the blessing of this golden body, its power has already surpassed the scope of the Yellow Rank martial arts and entered the Xuan Rank.

In an instant, a trace like a crack appeared on Boss Sun's chest. Even the color of silver and iron is gone. All that was left was the hideous scar.

With this palm, Boss Sun suddenly flew out upside down again, but now he couldn't stand up anymore, because the palm of the little bald head just now not only broke his supernatural powers, but also directly injured his inner mansion, and he was now unable to control himself in his body like a river and a sea.

All of a sudden, Boss Sun vomited several mouthfuls of blood one after another. The grass was dyed red and yellow.

"Why can you send out such powerful martial arts one after another!" Boss Sun asked with an unwilling look at the little bald head.

"Amitabha, you are only in the realm of a master, but I am a grandmaster, what do you say?"

"What, you're a grandmaster!" Boss Sun had an incredulous expression on his face.

After that, he widened his eyes and kept scanning the body of the little bald head. In fact, he found that the true spirit fluctuations contained in the little bald head were very strange at the beginning.

But he saw that the little bald head was so young at the time, and the strange fluctuations he had might also be caused by the exercises, so he didn't pay attention to it, but now that he thinks about it, isn't this the fluctuation that the elders who had the cultivation of the sect in the sect had at the beginning?

Thinking of this, Boss Sun's cold sweat flowed down without flow, he didn't expect that he had been fighting a grandmaster-level powerhouse there just now.

The little bald head slowly walked up to him and said indifferently: "Since you have finished asking me questions, it is time for me to ask you." ”

"You are the scum who made Tianmasan in this Jiuyang Town. ”

"Tianmasan?" Boss Sun looked at the little bald head with a puzzled face, and didn't understand what the little bald head meant?

Seeing Boss Sun's expression of wanting to quibble, the little bald head frowned and said impatiently: "Don't quibble, I already smelled the smell of Tianmasan on the way here, and Zhu Fugui's scum also said that it was you who caused this hurtful thing in this town." ”

"Ahh Boss Sun sat up from the ground with difficulty and said with a serious face.

Looking at his serious expression, the little bald head didn't think he was lying.

"And who made those Tianmasan?" asked the little bald head.

"At most, we're just engaged in some smuggling, and we can't do this thing, which is a technical job. However, I heard my little brother say that Zhu Fugui seems to have been mysteriously taking something to sell outside the town in recent years, and he has made a lot of money. Otherwise, the layer of fat on his body would not be so thick. Boss Sun thought for a moment and said.

Hearing him speak, the little bald head suddenly opened up. That's right, this kind of thing should be hidden, so as not to let the local villagers find out, Zhu Fugui is the most suspicious person in this regard.

But the little bald head seemed to suddenly remember something, "By the way, what about Zhu Fugui's guy?"

It turned out that when the two were fighting just now, Zhu Fugui had already unconsciously anointed the soles of his feet with oil and flashed.

But with his fat figure, how far could he run, the little bald head closed his eyes and then slammed into a struggle, and an invisible spiritual power fluctuation spread out of the little bald head's body, several kilometers away.

"No, it's not here, well, this huge body is Zhu Fugui. ”

In the east, a kilometer away, the little bald head sensed Zhu Fugui's huge body.

"You still want to run!" The little bald head was bruised at this time, remembering that he had just been deceived by Zhu Fugui and had a fight with the so-called Boss Sun in front of him, which made him even more unhappy.

As soon as the right hand flipped over, three silver needles appeared on the right hand of the little bald head.

"Zhu Fugui, you can't run!" Looking at the silver needle with cold light in his hand, the little bald head muttered to himself.

In the last place, where Zhu Fugui was felt, the little bald head shook his right hand fiercely, and three silver needles flew out like bullets, and there was a faint "whoosh" sound.

At the same time, Zhu Fugui was riding a two-wheeled hearse speeding through the streets.

From this alone, it is enough to judge that Zhu Fugui is greedy for a lot of money, you must know that the cost of a real hearse is not something that can be solved by just 1,000 gold coins.

"Hahaha, you two fools are just fighting there. As long as I escape, no one can stop me from being free. Zhu Fugui thought excitedly in his heart at this time, he thought that the little bald head and Boss Sun might lose both at this time, and he had no strength to hunt him down.

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