"Pah!" Zhang Yuhong just managed to squeeze out a smile when Lan Xinyu whipped him hard on the face.
Immediately, a blood mark like a centipede swelled up on that very attractive face, and his mind started to buzz. After a brief period of numbness, a burning pain invaded his mind.
Zhang Yuhong was stunned. How is this possible? How is this possible? This is one of the most exquisite sword skills of the Zhang family. He was whipped in the face by someone just half of the time he used it? What if the strength of the girl opposite him was unfathomable?
That's all, but the problem is, no matter how you look at it, she has only just entered the realm of true essence, and is slightly inferior to herself. How did she do it?
Not to mention him, even Lan Xinyu herself was stunned for a moment. She had clearly observed carefully before taking action. Among all the people, Young Master Zhang was the strongest, so she chose him. But how could he be so miserable?
hit?
"Bitch, you dare to hit me in the face?" Zhang Yuhong was furious as he touched the swollen blood mark on his face.
As a professional pervert, Zhang Yuhong prides himself on being an extraordinary person, and he takes very good care of his beautiful face. He even has to worry about acne for half a month.
What's more, he was slapped in the face with a whip.
At this time, Zhang Yuhong was angry and heartbroken, and his heart began to bleed.
With one move of his long sword, Zhang Yuhong stabbed Lan Xinyu. Despite his heartache, he no longer had any sympathy for her. He used a sure-kill sword that was rare in the Jindan Sect's swordsmanship.
Seeing his menacing sword stance, Lan Xinyu twisted her body instinctively and drew out her whip at the same time.
"Pa!" With a crisp sound, the golden whip produced a fish scale-like blood mark on the other side of Zhang Yuhong's face, which swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Ah... you hit me in the face again, and you hit me in the face again!" Zhang Yuhong was shocked and heartbroken, almost going crazy. This is the most powerful killing sword among the ancestral secrets. How could he be killed like this?
She easily dodged it and was hit in the face with the whip.
"Can you use some snacks? You don't have to act like this if you want to be abused, right?" Lan Xinyu was even more crazy than Zhang Yuhong.
I originally intended to find the strongest opponent, fight for hundreds of rounds, and work out the sullenness that I have been feeling for the past few days, but I didn't expect that he was so vulnerable that he couldn't even resist two whips.
Looking next to them, Su Yanhua and others also fought against the gangsters of the Zhang family. Although those people were not as strong as Zhang Yuhong, they were able to survive in Qianzhongling. Everyone still had some unique skills, so they fought vigorously.
, much more lively than my own place.
Looking back at Zhang Yuhong who was covering his face and howling like a wolf, Lan Xinyu was so angry that he shouted angrily: "Come again!"
"Bitch, if you dare to hit me in the face, if you dare to hit me in the face, I will kill you." Zhang Yuhong held the long sword like crazy and attacked Lan Xinyu.
Although this sword is not as sharp and cruel as the previous sword, it is more unpredictable. With one sword shot, thousands of sword shadows bloom, which is dazzling.
"Bang!" The crisp sound that made Zhang Yuhong's heart tremble was heard again. This time, Lan Xinyu's golden whip was so domineering that it went straight down the middle and hit the bridge of Zhang Yuhong's nose.
Amidst the furious nosebleed, Zhang Yuhong screamed and flew out.
Falling to the ground, Zhang Yuhong's whole body was throbbing with pain. His nose and tears mixed with nosebleeds spurted out like a huge flood, covering his mouth and face. His eyes looking at Lan Xinyu were full of fear.