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Chapter 208 Headbutt! (Leader

Flying through the sky!

The body breaks the sound barrier!

All those who witnessed this scene were beating wildly.

This monk is not only a master of Qi Sect’s realm, but also terrifyingly powerful in his body!

Although the Qi Sect realm can fly briefly in the air, even the strongest person at the peak of the Qi Sect cannot break through the sound barrier, that would be too great to put the body on!

Even before Gu Shaoshu had a life of his life, he could only break the sound barrier briefly during the fight. It would be impossible to directly break the sound barrier like this monk!

Just like Gu Shao was injured in his previous life, some athletes were enough to run into ten seconds within a hundred meters, but who could do it if he could run up to ten thousand meters at this speed?

Gu Shaoshu's pupils shrank, and he thought to himself that even after activating the ancient holy body, he might not be as relaxed and casual as this monk!

"Kun Xiang of Hanging Temple!"

"Four Great Suns!"

"A strong man from the Qi Zong! What did he come to look for? "

Li Fengyan was shocked at first, then slowly breathed a sigh of relief, mocked and looked at Gu Shaoshen and his uncle and nephew, and sneered repeatedly.

Although I don’t know what Kun Xiang is here, it is obvious that a big man like this is not a trivial matter. Maybe there is no need to do it yourself. The uncle and nephew will die!

"Hangkong Temple Kunxiang?"

Mr. Gu raised his eyebrows and looked around.

Amid the dust flying, a fat monk walked out. The monk was wearing a marble shoe and a moon-white monk's robe. He was less than seven feet tall, with a wide body and a big belly, smiling on his face, and his ears were lofty on his shoulders.

Although it is thirty or forty feet away, Gu Shaoshu could still feel the kind of artistic conception of the monk's indestructible Vajra and I am immortal.

"What's the matter with the monk here?"

Gu Shaoshen pressed his mouth with one hand and thought about it, stepped out and asked indifferently.

Before he came, he expected that it might be the one from the Hanging Temple. Although he never thought that it was the so-called four great rapturous suns that had been famous for a long time, he had no intention of it at all.

"Short injury!"

After considering the shock, he was about to break free, but found that although Gu Shao's injured hand was just gently placed on his shoulder, it was like a mountain pressing down, making his whole body unable to move at all. The shock in his heart was unimaginable.

"The monk is here to come for the Golden Bell cover of the god-level secret book that has been stolen for more than ten years in our temple!"

Kun Xiang stopped, held his palm up in front of his chest, and said with a smile: "After many years of investigation in our temple, this sutra finally fell into the hands of the tiger roaring army in Youzhou."

Kun Xiang's eyes were clearly black and white, and there was a faint golden light on his face, and he looked like a solemn taste of treasure.

"Master, this person is just taking care of it!"

Li Fengyan suddenly took a step forward and pointed with a smile on his face.

Even a playboy like him has long heard of the reputation of the four great suns in Dayan. He was thinking about how to get along with each other. Now he saw Kun Xiang speak, although he was shocked and actually cared for the secrets of gods, he still stepped forward to point it out.

"Is the Golden Bell Cover an object from the Hanging Temple?"

Gu Ji was stunned and then looked at Gu Shaoshen.

He talked about Hanging Temple before, did he know that he had a golden bell cover?

Taking into account his doubts in his heart, he had never spoken to anyone since he obtained this magical skill, but he didn't know how it seemed that he knew it.

"Yes, the golden bell cover is in the hands of my third uncle, but I don't know what monk, what are you going to do?"

Gu Shaoshang asked again.

"Of course, it is to take back the secrets, and people become monks in a gradient manner, and enter my hanging temple."

Kun Xiang spoke without any rush.

"I'm afraid it won't work! My third uncle has not yet married and had children, so how can he become a monk?"

Gu Shaoshang was stunned at first, but he didn't expect that the monk was so kind and did not have the murderous aura he imagined, but he just waved his hand and refused to say.

"I said ok, it's OK!"

Kun Xiang smiled slightly, his feet did not move, and his palm, which was standing in his chest, stretched forward, and the air suddenly cracked a gap under the palm!

Then, as the rolling airflow raised like a wave, his body suddenly stepped out with this palm. With the sound of thunder, he took thirty feet in one step, and reached out to take care of it!

The air within a few feet of his body looked like it turned into water in an instant!

Rumble!

Gu Shao's eyelids twitched. Unexpectedly, the monk took action as soon as he said he could do it. His arm suddenly waved, pushing Gu Ji Pingping behind him out more than ten feet away.

Then he was vigorously thrust into his body, and the yellow earth ground under his feet suddenly raised a curtain several feet high. He raised his arms and went straight forward. His five fingers clenched into a fist seal to meet Kun Xiang's palm!

“Huh?”

Kun Xiang let out a surprise tone, but in just a moment, the golden light in his body was released, and his palms instantly turned golden.

The air retreated under his palm, and the sounds of the air tearing sounded like a continuous cannon, facing Gu Shaoshen's straight punch.

Before the two had real contact, the violent wind collided, and a dull roar came out!

Those who witnessed this scene around them, whether it was Li Fengyan's gang, or even the soldiers in the military camp who noticed this battle from afar, were shocked and unimaginable!

boom!

The huge roar was like countless thunderbolts bursting at the same time, and the rolling thunder sounded for several miles.

The place where the two fought was more like a huge hurricane, sweeping countless yellow soil within ten feet of their feet. The gravel rose into the sky like a giant stone dragon!

Crackling!

As countless gravels slashed, Gu Shao's injured body shook slightly, but his face was as normal as he was rooted, and his feet did not retreat in half a step, and he raised his fist and hit him again!

call!

A trace of golden blood rose faintly, and then an unimaginable huge force burst out.

"good!"

Kun Xiang made a faint sound, and the golden light on his body slightly closed, and his entire skin turned into a simple and light golden color. Facing the punch from Gu Shaoshang on the face, he did not dodge, did not avoid or contact, and pinched a punch mark in his palm, hitting Gu Shaoshang's chest with a bang!

It is the "Sumeri Vajra Fist Power" among the six god-level masterpieces of Xuankong Temple!

At this time, I used it in Kun Xiang's hand, and it was even more powerful!

Just pinched the fist mark, Gu Shao’s heart beat wildly, and he felt like a sacred mountain was coming in his chest. Before the fist mark arrived, the sharp fist wind had already tore his black robe apart!

"good!"

Gu Shaoshu suddenly exhaled and opened his breath, and the rolling sound hit Kun Xiang with a storm. Then, the fist that hit Kun Xiang was suddenly slashed, and his five fingers were spread out, and he grabbed Kun Xiang's fist seal!

boom!

Gu Shaoshu's expression suddenly changed. He felt like a giant dragon roaring in his palm. With his huge force, he couldn't suppress it. His feet couldn't stand. He was picked up by the monk's arm and picked it into the air!

"Huh!"

Kun Xiang's thick ears suddenly lifted up, covering his ears like two palm-leaf fans!

Then, in the rolling sound waves, the bald head, which was flashing with bright divine light, roared at Gu Shaoshen's head!

Head hammer!

He actually used a head hammer!

Gu Shao was injured for a while, but when he saw the monk's head hammer hit, he couldn't help but shout: "What a monk! What a bald donkey!"

With the roar of Gu Shao’s wound, suddenly, the golden blood energy like a tsunami suddenly turned into a rolling dragon and wrapped around him. At the same time, a faint golden light appeared in his body, and he suddenly used the "Golden Bell Cover" of the Hanging Temple!

Then, in a gust of gust of wind, the same head hammer hit!
Chapter completed!
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