"What, are you not convinced, right? If you are not convinced, you can try again. How did my senior Yiyuan Academy deal with your ancestors of the Duan family? Today I can deal with you the same!" Gu Fenghua glanced at Duan Yixing, and was contemptuous again
He said flamboyantly again.
Don’t hurt your face when you beat someone, and don’t expose your shortcomings when scolding someone. When you hear Gu Fenghua’s words, even the disciples in the school changed slightly. It seems that Gu Fenghua is not going to give Duan Yixing some face, and he has completely broken up his face.
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They didn't know Gu Fenghua's good intentions and the power of a sword breaking the sky. Even she herself was secretly surprised. It's a pity that Duan Yixing's body-protecting robes are of good quality, and that sword did not cause him decent damage.
Gu Fenghua never thought that a little lesson would make him stop and let go of the hatred that the Duan family had lasted for thousands of years.
If it were a brainless playboy like Hua Mingyu, let him hate him. Gu Fenghua doesn't matter, but Duan Yixing is different. He doesn't know how much better his scheming is than Hua Mingyu, and his identity and background are far better than him.
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If you can't teach him a lesson that will last forever, you're afraid that there will be endless troubles!
Even the disciples of the Dao Academy were like this. Needless to say, Duan Yixing stared at Gu Fenghua tightly, his sinister gaze became colder and his face became deeper! The air around seemed to have become colder.
Off the stage, Duan Yixing stared at Gu Fenghua and held the sword tightly again with his fingers. Because of his excessive force, his fingertips turned slightly white.
Gu Fenghua also held the hilt of the sword. Although she looked relaxed and relaxed, the sword just now did not cause decent damage to Duan Yixing, so she did not dare to be careless at all.
The air around became heavier.
"Let's go!" Just when everyone thought Duan Yixing would not be able to stand Gu Fenghua's humiliation and would fight her to the end until death, Duan Yixing took a deep breath, got up and left, and did not even look at Gu Fenghua anymore.
One glance.
Because the man who borrowed his holy robe was too big, the holy robe draped around him, and floated around with his slightly messy steps, revealing a piece of snow-white thigh from time to time.
"What white legs!" A sigh sounded in the crowd.
Duan Yixing's figure paused slightly and choked a few steps. Although he quickly stabilized, his steps became even more messy.
"Will you leave like this?" Many people were surprised to see Duan Yixing leaving without any delay.
"This Duan Yixing has such cultivation at a young age, and is so cunning, and can endure it so much. It's not easy... I can't hurt him hard today, I'm afraid there will be endless troubles!" But an older school disciple was a school student
Looking at Duan Yixing's figure gradually fading away, he said thoughtfully.
"Yes, the revenge between Yiyuan Academy and the Duan family is getting deeper and deeper. With Duan Yixing's identity, this matter is probably difficult to be good." Another disciple also sighed and looked at Gu Fenghua, and there were more.
A little worried.
Hearing his words, other disciples in the academy were also worried.
Although the Duan family and Yiyuan Academy had a feud, Gu Fenghua defeated Duan Yixing today, which saved face for Yidao Academy and made them vent their anger. Of course, they did not want her to be retaliated by Duan Yixing.
, You should know that Duan Yixing is not only the closed disciple of the envoy of Qingyun Jun, but also his adopted son. You can imagine how fond of him.