He qiantai's heart suddenly trembled and almost subconsciously covered his swollen cheek. Then, he heard a "Ba", a familiar crisp sound.
Again. Worst of all, this time it's the other side. This was the only thought in his mind when he qiantai flew out.
"Poof!" As soon as he landed on the ground, he qiantai spewed out a mouthful of blood, including more than a dozen shiny teeth. Well, those teeth, which were already crumbling, had not been saved in the end, and flew out with blood foam mixed with the teeth on the other side. Both sides of the cheek is also high swelling, it seems to be more coordinated.
For the second time, Gu Fenghua's sword was more skillful and powerful. He qiantai was dazzled by her sword. He just got up and sat down on the ground shaking. Then, he had no chance to stand up, because the next moment, three young figures had rushed to him at the same time.
All he saw was a delicate paw in front of his eyes, zooming in, zooming in, and finally, with a sour nose and a buzzing sound in his brain, a red mist was flying in front of him.
Merciless fists and feet, like a storm, fell on him. He instinctively runs the Holy Spirit and wants to protect his whole body. However, his fists and feet are so tricky that every time he hits the weakest part of his holy spirit protection, he blows away his protection and falls on his flesh and blood.
Tiansheng No.2 is much better than Tiansheng No.1. Under normal circumstances, it is difficult to pose too great a threat to Tiansheng No.1 in a face-to-face confrontation. However, this does not mean that a Tiansheng No.2 can bear the merciless squash of three Tiansheng No.1 in the case of bruises and bloody noses.
"Ow... Woo..." under Gu Fenghua, Bai pangzi and Luo en's extremely experienced and skillful kicks and fists, he qiantai only felt that every meridian of his body burst out, and that bone was broken into several pieces. The pain went deep into his mind, and even the spirits shuddered. Finally, he made a burst of crying and howling.
Not far away, Yu boqian and the disciples of Qingyang sect were sweating, and poured out a few cold breath. If you don't see it with your own eyes, who can believe that these young men will be so cruel and violent, especially Gu Fenghua. Although he is so beautiful and gentle in appearance, he even gives people a sense of inexplicable tenderness. However, his quick, accurate and firm hand is still superior to Bai pangzi and Luo en, but it is also full of beauty violence aesthetics, Is this the legendary aesthetics of violence!
"Don't you like violence, I mean, in front of outsiders?" Luo en looks at Gu Fenghua with a surprised face. After thinking about it, he puts it another way.
Who says Miss Gu doesn't like violence? If she doesn't like violence, where does the bruise on her face that doesn't fade for several days after each "contest" come from? But generally speaking, in front of outsiders, Gu Fenghua habitually maintains her soft little white flower's beautiful image. It's rare to release the violence factor like today.
"I can't help it. It's rare for master guiyezi to open his mouth. I can't help giving face, can I?" Gu Fenghua spread out his hand and kicked he qiantai in the waist.