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Jin Ba looked at Chen Yang, smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Chen, if this old monk practices Kung Fu, you can't beat him."

The crazy monk also looked at Chen Yanghao and said, "Boy, did you hear that? You can't break my golden bell and iron shirt, so no matter how many times you punch me, it will be useless!"

Chen Yang looked at the mad monk, chuckled, and hit the mad monk's heart with his right fist.

That punch looked light and without any power. It didn't look like a fight, but more like a lover's flirting.

Jin Ba felt bitter in his heart. Even my fierce punch just now couldn't do anything to him. What's the use of your flimsy punch?

The bald people behind also shook their heads and sighed.

Just now I saw Chen Yang making a move, and he looked quite coquettish. I thought he was a peerless master who could break the mad monk's golden bell and iron cloth shirt and reverse the situation of the battle, but now it seems that I am looking up to him!

The mad monk also laughed loudly: "Boy, with your punch speed and strength, do you think you can hurt me? Are you dreaming, haha..."

But before his laughter ended, Chen Yang's fist finally hit his heart.

But the next moment, his laughter stopped suddenly and turned into a shrill scream. At the same time, his body flew up into the air and flew ten meters high before turning around and falling, hitting the ground heavily.

Everyone looked at Chen Yang, their eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

God, the crazy monk has a physique of at least 250 kilograms, but he was punched ten meters high by Chen Yang like a chicken? This, how much strength does this have?

At this time, the mad monk had already climbed up from the ground.

Tang Chuchu, who was next to her, was a little worried at first, but when she saw that the mad monk had gotten up, she was immediately relieved. She looked at Chen Yang, sneered and said: "You do have some strength, but is it useful? You can't break it.

My master is wearing a golden bell and an iron cloth shirt. Even if you knock him flying into the sky, he will still be safe and sound..."

But as soon as she finished speaking, she heard a crackling sound from the mad monk's body. The next moment, she saw the mad monk's mouth open and blood spurting out, which was obviously mixed with fragments of internal organs.

The crazy monk raised his finger and pointed at Chen Yang, wanting to say something, but in the end he couldn't say anything. His body was so weak that it fell to the ground, like noodles, and collapsed into a pile.

"Master." Tang Chuchu screamed and ran over quickly, trying to help the crazy monk up, but what happened next made her almost unable to believe her eyes.

She saw the mad monk was like a noodle, lying limp on the ground, unable to be lifted up at all. She shook the mad monk's head vigorously and screamed: "Master, wake up, wake up!"

But the mad monk's eyes never opened again.

Seeing that Tang Chuchu was still screaming there, Chen Yang from behind said calmly, "Stop shouting. I punched him just now and shattered his internal organs and all the bones in his body. Even if the Great Luo Immortal comes,

Don’t even try to save him.”

Tang Chuchu looked at Chen Yang and couldn't believe her ears.

The mad monk's iron cloth shirt with a golden bell was very domineering. She saw with her own eyes that an angry bullfight quickly rushed towards the mad monk. The sharp horns hit the mad monk's body, but the mad monk was safe. But today

But he couldn't withstand Chen Yang's light punch. How could this be possible?

Tang Chuchu looked at Chen Yang, and then at Xiao Ruoyu and the others who got out of the car behind her. Her eyes suddenly turned red. She let go of the mad monk and stood up slowly. The next moment, she rushed towards Xiao Ruoyu like lightning.

He passed by and shouted sharply:

"Chen Yang, if you kill my master, I will kill your woman. I will also let you taste the feeling of losing a loved one."

As soon as she finished speaking, she was already in front of Xiao Ruoyu like a ghost. The dagger in her hand struck towards Xiao Ruoyu's neck like lightning.

The dagger shone with a cold light, and no one would doubt its sharpness. Mobile phone users please browse


Chapter completed!