At the same time, there is danger over there at Qingwu.

Although they are all middle-level immortals, Qing Wu is a woman after all and has never fought with anyone in real life. After a fight, she gradually fell behind. Her hair was scattered, her skirt was cut open, and the other party was hit with another Fire Curse. When it came, she managed to avoid it, but it burned a wisp of hair, making her scream in fear.

This time Liang Yong gave up and rushed towards Qing Wu regardless of the danger. He also used modern weapons to open the way. This time he didn't use rockets, but sniper rifles. Liang Yong still had strong confidence in the use of guns. Basically It means hit wherever.

"Bang, bang, bang..." The gunshots continued. At first, the guy was startled, leaving Qingwu to dodge left and right. But later, he discovered that the power of the bullets was average and could not even penetrate his protective shield. Suddenly, his nose They were so angry that they rushed towards Liang Yong, vowing to tear Liang Yong alive.

"Bang, bang, bang..." Liang Yong rushed up to him, put the muzzle of his gun against his chest, and shot out a bunch of bullets.

The guy touched his bald head and said viciously: "A mortal actually goes against your bald grandfather, let's see how I deal with you."

At this moment, Qingwu had no time to help. Her skirt was cut open and she was adding clothes to cover her body.

Liang Yong asked seriously: "Is your head very hard?"

"Of course, your bald grandfather's bald head is also famous in the immortal world. He once opened a gourd for a top-grade immortal." The guy became proud when he heard this, stroking his bald head and boasting that this was his most proud work.

"Don't brag, just knock it and break it," Liang Yong pretended to be disdainful.

"Damn it, it's up to you, come on, come on, Grandpa Bald will let you knock a hundred times without fighting back," the guy was so angry that he flew into a rage, and the stench he breathed almost blew Liang Yong away.

"Then I'll knock it, but you're not allowed to do it," Liang Yong said, holding back the stench.

"Come on, come on, Grandpa Bald will convince you to die," the guy said, riding a horse and fighting in a crotch position, touching his bald head again and again with his hands, showing great confidence.

Liang Yong took five steps back, raised the sniper rifle that had been drained of bullets high, and then jumped up with all his strength, using the oil hammer.

There was a crisp "click" sound, and the sniper rifle broke into hundreds of pieces and scattered in all directions. Liang Yong was shaken back four to five meters, and his arms were numb.

But the bald man looked proud and laughed: "Come on, come on, try harder, kid, this is worse than scratching an itch."

Then Liang Yong used eighteen kinds of weapons and hit the bald head hard. After a burst of crackling noises, Liang Yong collapsed on the ground from exhaustion, but the bald head hit him more and more vigorously. Qingwu looked on and shook his head.

Seeing that Liang Yong couldn't get up, the bald man slapped his head and said proudly: "You are convinced, now it's time for the bald grandpa to take care of you." He raised his hand and was about to slap him.

But Liang waved his hand to stop him: "Wait, we agreed to give him a hundred blows, but I only gave him ninety blows. This is not the end yet." He stood up with difficulty.

"You can still fight," the bald man looked confused.

"Yes, I promised you a hundred times," Liang Yong said confidently, his aura rising a bit.

"Then come on, hurry up, Grandpa Bald doesn't have time to waste time with you," Bald said impatiently, even squinting his eyes to avoid seeing Liang Yong's ugly appearance.

Liang Yong didn't speak, and secretly adjusted his breath. The Peach Blossom Magic was operating at full strength, and his spiritual power and Qi reached their peak at the same time. Although he looked tired on the outside, he was actually acting. He knew that ordinary weapons could not hit the bald man, so he used all his strength to I have saved them all for the last ten times.

The golden cudgel appeared with shaking hands, but it was covered with a layer of gray cloth, which was not conspicuous at all, just like the fire stick in the kitchen.

"Yeah," Liang Yong shouted, raised the golden cudgel and smashed it down high.

The bald man was not moved at all. He was used to Liang Yong yelling every time he attacked.

There was a muffled "boom" sound.

"Ah," the bald man screamed an octave high.

His head was still fine, but his body was more than half a foot shorter and was smashed into the ground.

"Hit, I'll hit, I'll hit, I'll hit, hit, hit," Liang Yong said with vigor, swinging the golden cudgel like a windmill and hitting his bald head hard.

This scene is beautiful, just like a sledgehammer smashing a wooden nail. It crackles and slams hard, watching the bald head getting shorter and shorter, and finally the whole person is smashed into the soil. Liang Yong is not relieved at this, so he jumps up and slams his feet on the bald head. Step on: "I step on, I step on, step on..."

The bald man was so angry that he made a miscalculated move and didn't even have a chance to fight back. He was smashed into the ground. It wasn't until Liang stepped on his head with his feet that he could breathe a little. These feet were far inferior to the power of the golden cudgel. , for the bald man, it was the soft palms of the older girl stroking him, which made his brain that was knocked unconscious a little clearer.

"Ah, grandma is a bear," the bald man was furious, and his whole body's energy surged.

The soil exploded with a "boom", and he jumped out of the pit. He touched his bald head with his hands as he was used to, but it made him scream in pain, and he touched a large, uneven bump.

The bald man's eyes were so red that they almost popped out of his head. He yelled at Liang Yong: "You're going to take your life, kid."

"Don't, don't, don't. You agreed to let me hit you a hundred times. If I hit you hard, I can only say that you are not strong enough. How can you blame me?" Liang Yong shouted confidently as he backed away.

"Uh..." The bald man was stunned for a moment, then he thought something was wrong and roared: "Fuck, you've already smashed it 105 times, but you still want to fool your bald grandpa,"

"Is there one? You can't count it wrong, right?" Liang Yong was still serious.

"If you think I am a three-year-old child, you will count wrongly. I hit him 90 times before, but then I hit him 15 times at once," the bald man yelled.

"What evidence is there?" Liang Yong asked urgently, without giving him time to react.

"The 15 big bumps on my head are proof, grandma is a bear," the bald man was furious. This was the first time in his life that his iron head had never been so seriously injured.

"That's not right. I counted only 8, and there are still two missing." Liang Yong didn't believe it, and looked at the bald head carefully.

"Damn, there are 8 in front, and there are 7 more in the back. Go to the back and take a look," the bald man roared.

"Back there, why did I hit the back? Let me see," Liang Yong looked confused and turned to the back of the bald head.

"Did you see that," the bald man roared.

"Hey, there are really big bags. Wait, let me count them carefully," Liang Yong said seriously, but he jumped up suddenly, raised his golden cudgel and smashed it hard. This time he used 12 points of strength.

In fact, he was quite nervous. He didn't expect the bald head to be so hard that even a golden cudgel couldn't break it.

There was a muffled sound, and the golden cudgel hit a big bump on the back of the head, like an egg breaking. The big bump was smashed, and the bald man became shorter than a foot, and he let out a louder scream.

"Fight, I will continue to fight," Liang Yong naturally would not miss such a good opportunity, and swung the golden cudgel again to hit him.
Chapter completed!