The boss held a steel rod and rushed towards Duan Bufan like a high-speed tank.

Duan Bufan's eyes narrowed, knowing that the aura of this person who came over was extraordinary, and he definitely couldn't compare with those little people just now, so he didn't dare to be careless.

The hands are flattened, the breath is surging, the white clothes are automatic in the air without wind, and the "whoosh" sounds,

A white shadow remained......

"One Punch Soldier King" Chapter 63 One Hundred and Twenty-Eight is in the middle of a hand fight, please wait a moment,

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