Suningan tilted his head and looked at the smiling villagers.

The coarse porcelain bowl was missing a mouth, and the clear well water rippled in the bowl, and the villagers gently put it down and placed it on the stone table in front of Suningan.

"Dao Chief, are you thirsty? Please drink water. ”

"You're welcome."

Suningan smiled.

He picked up the porcelain bowl and slowly put it to his lips.

The villagers were always smiling and bent slightly.

The porcelain bowl was put to his mouth, but Su Ningan did not drink water, and under the surprised gaze of the villager, he slowly got up and handed the porcelain bowl to the other party.

"Little brother, I'm not thirsty, this bowl of water, you still want to drink it, right?"

"I can't do it, I can't help it!"

The villager waved his hands and took two steps back.

"Bang!"

The door of the hall was pushed open.

A six-foot-tall tower-like strong man walked out of the house, his position was very accurate, and he came to the courtyard in a few steps, and the villagers clamped Suningan like pliers on the left and right.

"Xiao Ding, I said, when you meet a smart person, you can't do this trick!"

The strong man laughed loudly at his companion.

Xiao Ding ignored the strong man, he sighed, raised his head and touched his chin, stared at Su Ningan, and asked with a serious expression.

"Boy, I think I'm okay with my acting, there are no flaws, how do you see it? If the answer satisfies me, it will make you suffer less. ”

"Nope!"

Suningan smiled.

"I don't see anything wrong with you, I just don't like to drink water from strangers and eat food from strangers."

"That's it?"

Xiao Ding's complexion changed abruptly, and he gritted his teeth.

"You're playing with me?"

"What about playing with you?"

Su Ning'an shook his hand and threw the porcelain bowl filled with poisonous water towards Xiao Ding.

The other party couldn't dodge, the porcelain bowl bloomed on his face, and the water splashed, wetting his face, and even, splashing in his eyes, Xiao Ding covered his eyes with both hands, and couldn't help screaming loudly.

"How daring!"

The strong man roared and pounced.

Su Ning'an toes, jumped onto the stone table, bent over and twisted, and swept his right leg towards the strong man's head.

The strong man raised his left arm.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound.

The strong man staggered, took two steps sideways, and with the force under his feet, he left two footprints about an inch deep on the hard three-way ground.

"Jin?"

The strong man exclaimed.

The shirt on his left hand was torn, revealing strong muscles with a faint red mark on it.

Microdermabrasion?

Warriors?

Suningan jumped off the stone table.

After burning qi and blood, Suningan can exert strength, strength, strength before force, force, if a punch has two hundred catties, after hitting a person, because of the buffer, at most only three or four percent fall on the person, the strength is different, with penetrating power, after being hit, it is difficult to buffer, and the lethality is more powerful.

"Bunny, I'm going to kill you!"

Xiao Ding's eyes were red, and he threw himself at Suningan.

Previously, his eyes were poisoned, and he had been keeping his eyes closed, so he didn't see the scene of the confrontation between Suningan and the strong man.

If you had seen it, you wouldn't have behaved like this.

"Be careful!"

The strong man exclaimed in surprise and rushed over to this side.

Su Ningan also threw himself at Xiao Ding, the fourteen-year-old was thin and small, much shorter than Xiao Ding, who was in his twenties, and the whole person crashed into Xiao Ding's arms.

"Bang bang bang!"

In a breath of time, Suningan threw seven or eight punches.

Wing Chun.

Inch strength.

In his previous life, Suningan practiced Wing Chun for a period of time.

There are many flower frames, although they also have strength, but they have never cultivated an inch of strength, and they really go to the ring to fight with people, which is not very useful.

This life is different, he can punch hard.

Wing Chun is no longer a showmanship, but a real kung fu that can kill people.

Xiao Ding didn't notice it, he broke into the middle door, and when he got close, he had no power to resist, and he was punched several times in an instant.

He's also a dermabrasion.

It's just that he has just entered the dermabrasion realm, and he is only at the first level, unlike the strong man who is already at the third level, and his resistance is naturally much inferior.

Suningan's first punch he can block.

However, the punches came one after another, hitting the same place in the chest and abdomen, and soon broke the defense, unable to resist the punch penetration.

In an instant, the bones were broken, and all the internal organs were injured.

Yin Hong's blood flowed out uncontrollably from the seven orifices, and his body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground, looking like he could only wait for death.

At this time, the strong man rushed over.

"You!"

He pointed at Suningan.

"Changing talismans requires the consumption of qi and blood, what's more, just these few punches, the punch strength you have accumulated has been emptied, rabbit cub, you are dead!"

"Really?"

Suningan sneered.

"Come on, then!"

He beckoned to the strong man.

"Slander me?"

The strong man sneered.

He also came from the Qi and Blood Realm, at the beginning, when the Qi and Blood were fivefold, he transferred to the Dermabrasion Realm, and now it is the third layer of the Dermabrasion Realm, even if the foundation is very good, the genius of the sixfold qi and blood can hit ten punches at most within ten breaths.

After that, at least half a burnt incense is needed to regulate pranayama.

The kid on the other side, no matter how talented he is, is amazing.

Now, putting on a fearless appearance is just trying to delay time.

"Death!"

He roared, jumped and kicked, and kicked towards Suning'an.

Two-word pliers sheep and horses!

Suningan has already put on a posture.

In an instant, the whole person's mind was clear, and there were no distracting thoughts.

When the strong man's moves were about to get old, Suningan stepped back and widened the distance, and when the strong man closed his feet, the whole person rushed up and punched sharply.

"Humph!"

The strong man snorted coldly.

He didn't dodge, and also punched at Suningan.

Swap injuries for injuries, it's a good deal!

At the third layer of the Dermabrasion Realm, he was able to resist the invasion of fist strength, and as for the other party, just one punch was enough to knock him to the ground.

"Bang bang bang!"

In every square inch, the two of them tossed and turned, dust everywhere, and the sound of fists to flesh sounded from time to time, sometimes high and sometimes low, echoing in the courtyard.

A dozen breaths of time, in the blink of an eye.

Damn it!

The strong man cursed in his heart.

Su Ning'an's body was tossing and turning, fluttering like the wind, he couldn't hit the other party at all, so he could only defend passively.

Moreover, Suningan's punch speed is extremely fast, there is no shadow of the move, and the punch does not fail, and every move falls on him.

In this way, you can only compete for consumption.

He thought that Suningan's accumulated fist strength would soon be exhausted, and when the time came, he could only be reduced to fish and meat to be slaughtered.

I never thought that this road would not work.

Su Ningan seems to be thin, but his fist strength is endless, and it seems that it will never stop.

No way!

When pigs fly!

Even if it is the eightfold qi and blood, at this time, the strength should be exhausted, could it be that this kid is the legendary ninefold qi and blood, only in the realm of the Great Perfection, the flow of strength can be achieved to the extent of endless growth.

"Ahh

The strong man let out a scream.

In the skin grinding realm, he was broken by Suningan's fist alive, the skin membrane was shattered, and the fist penetrated, breaking his bones and injuring his internal organs.

"No!"

"Spare your life!"

He panicked, his pupils filled with uneasiness.

Su Ningan was silent, still beating the strong man like a fist target.

For a while, the strong man was like a weeping willow in the wind, and he could not fall to the ground, and gradually, the sound gradually stopped, and blood oozed out like foam.

Suningan retracted his fist and took two steps back.

The strong man was paralyzed on the ground, like a puddle of mud.

Swindler!

It's all liars!

He cursed silently, waiting for darkness to fall!