C4763 Master Zhu Chen

Both of them were shocked by the toughness of each other's bodies.

Looking at the cultivator in front of him who was obviously taller than him, Qin Fengming furrowed his brows and kept thinking.

This tall man was wearing a black robe made of soap. His head was shiny and there was not a single hair on it. There were twelve obvious scars on it.

His face was dignified, and his eyes shone brightly