The jade bamboo stick spun in the hand like a windmill, and there was a roar of wind. Suddenly, there was a gust of wind around, slowly forming a tornado, rolling all the chrysanthemums into a ball, and shooting back with a "boom"
Dongfang Sheng focused his eyes and dodged the fatal attack, but the clothes on his body were scratched by his own chrysanthemums.
She looked at the blood stains on her snow-white skin, and a murderous look flashed in her eyes.
"I'm going to kill you, drink up all your blood, and use your blood to make wine!" She waved the red sword in her hand as fast as lightning.
"Be careful!" Fenghua reacted quickly and pushed Guo Jing away with one palm![
There was a "clang" sound...
The golden mask fell to the ground.
Fenghua slowly turned her face. Fortunately, the iron mask helped her block the sword. Otherwise, the sword would have already hit her face! A rage burned in her heart...
When Dongfang Sheng saw her face, a look of surprise flashed across his eyes, and then he curled up his mouth: "It turns out this mask is to cover up ugliness, I'm really disappointed... I thought he was a handsome guy, but I didn't expect...
...hehehe..."
"You're dead." Feng Hua's eyes burst out with blazing fire. The next second, she put away the light sword in her hand and jumped forward!
"Gang leader, be careful!" Guo Jing's voice shouted anxiously.
Oh my god, she actually rushed forward with her bare hands? Did she want her life?
I saw Fenghua spinning his legs as fast as lightning, and kicked her in the chest. Before she could fall to the ground, another phoenix-eye punch hit her in the chest.
One punch...
Two punches...
Three punches...
A series of punches! The punches are in place...
The last palm gathered all her inner strength and hit a certain acupuncture point on her chest.
Dongfang Sheng's expression changed, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he hit the ground heavily...
"This... what kind of punch is this..." She covered her chest and tried to get up from the ground. Her body moved and her whole body hurt. Damn it, how could there be such a terrible punch?
Feng Hua stood in front of her coldly, and at some point a gun appeared in his hand, pointing at his head.
Dongfang Sheng didn't know what that strange thing was, but she already felt a murderous aura coming from her hand. She wanted to escape, but it was too late. No matter how fast she was, it couldn't compare to the speed of bullets.