"Let's go." It's almost time to teach Zhong Lingxiu a lesson and humiliate him. Gu Fenghua turns and walks towards Yunjin city. As for Zhong Lingjun, in her opinion, he was just a dandy of a noble family. She didn't bother to worry about him when such a virtuous person was in the capital.
Luo en white fat man several people good play saw almost, chicken also ate almost, quickly got up to follow up. Of course, before leaving, the white fat man did not forget to put away the bench, which is a symbol of improving taste.
Seeing that Gu Fenghua was gone, others scattered.
Although Zhong Lingxiu suffered a lot in front of Gu Fenghua, his strength is not comparable to theirs. They dare not stay to watch jokes, lest he vent his anger on himself.
"Stop, it's not over!" At this time, Zhong Lingxiu stood up, looked at Gu Fenghua's back, gritted his teeth and said that he once again raised his sword and rushed up.
Everyone stopped and looked at Zhong Lingxiu in surprise. After suffering so much, hasn't he learned enough lessons? Does he even want to do it?
Gu Fenghua also frowned. She didn't like to hurt people's lives easily, but it didn't mean that she didn't dare to hurt people's lives or cultivate bad people. If Zhong Lingxiu had to fight hard, she wouldn't be polite to him.
Gu Fenghua suddenly turned around and cut out again.
"Bang!" In the dull sound, Zhong Lingxiu was struck in the chest by her sword.
This time, Gu Fenghua fully used 60% Holy Spirit, Zhong Lingxiu flew upside down and fell heavily to the ground, and there was another bloodstain on his chest.
However, only a moment later, he stood up again, gritted his teeth, and rushed forward with his sword.
Gu Fenghua wanted to let him go. Seeing that he didn't lean on him, he was angry and didn't hesitate to cut him off. This time, she used Qi Cheng Sheng Qi
"Bang, bang, bang, Bang..." Zhong Lingxiu rushed forward again and again, and was chopped by Gu Fenghua again and again, but rushed up again and again.
The Holy Spirit in Gu Fenghua's sword has gone from 50% to 60%, then to 70%, then to 80% and then to 90%.
Zhong Lingxiu's chest was already soaked with blood, and his mouth was full of blood. However, his eyes were not afraid, and he did not flinch. His fighting spirit was still high and unyielding. His rough face also had some tragic heroism.
Seeing this, everyone was moved and put away the previous heart of banter.
No matter how vulnerable Zhong Lingxiu is in front of Gu Fenghua, no one can deny that his talent, his cultivation and his understanding are absolutely amazing. At this time, his high fighting spirit and indomitable will make people admire him.
Let alone others, Gu Fenghua can't help sighing: over the years, they have met many so-called geniuses and strong men, but in addition to those of the older generation, no one in the same generation has ever seen such high morale and indomitable will. Even Mu Chenxi is a little worse than him. No wonder he has reached the seventh grade of emperor Saint at a young age.
Originally, Gu Fenghua didn't intend to entangle with him. He had already raised the Holy Spirit to 100%, but he hesitated for a while and took back the holy spirit again.
"Bang!" Finally, with another dull sound, Zhong Lingxiu flew out heavily. This time, it was a long time.