Luo Enen and others also remembered the tragic situation of Lin Hanyi being seriously injured, and their eyes were filled with anger.
Qiu Mingxuan also thought of the bones that pierced the body. After a cold war, he was speechless and could not even say a word.
"Ba." Just as he was stunned, Gu Fenghua slapped him again, slapped him out, and several teeth flew out.
"This slap was given to you for the Ninth Prince. If you didn't run away without fighting, he wouldn't have to go on stage in person. With his cultivation level, it would be a death sentence. Do you know that he used the Emperor Jiupo
, No matter how much risk you take, you will almost lose your life.
The Hanxuan Moyang Sword passed down from generation to generation by the Xinghua royal family is on you. Why don’t you dare to let go of the battle? Even if you want to escape, you should leave this sword. Do you do this to be worthy of the Ninth Prince? Your Majesty
Do you trust you?" Before Qiu Mingxuan could stand up, Gu Fenghua continued to curse.
Qiu Mingxuan touched his swollen cheeks and slowly stood up, still speechless.
Speaking of Han Xuan Moyang Sword, he actually regretted it. Even if he wanted to escape, he should have left the sword. But he was really scared at that time, and how could he think of so many things?
Han Xuan Moyang Sword? Old Man Tianquan frowned. He didn't know that Qiu Mingxuan also carried the ancestral treasure of the Xinghua royal family.
Gu Fenghua said nothing wrong. No matter what reason Qiu Mingxuan gave up the competition, he should not take away the Han Xuan Moyang Sword. Could it be that what Qiu Mingxuan said to him before was not the truth?
Originally, seeing Gu Fenghua slapping Qiu Mingxuan in front of him, he felt that she was too arrogant and too disgraceful to him, and wanted to speak up and dissuade him. At this time, he was confused and endured it.
Before Qiu Mingxuan could stand firm, Gu Fenghua moved his feet and slapped him out again.
"This palm is given to you for the billions of people in Xinghua. Don't you know that if we are defeated, how decline of the Xinghua Congress will be in the past century? How many people will be wandering and how many people will not be able to eat because of this?
Bringing your belly, do you deserve your conscience?" Gu Fenghua's scolding sounded again in his ears.
He criticized him one by one, stabbing his heart like a sharp knife, and Qiu Mingxuan had no way to refute it.
"Ba." Before he could fully stand up, another loud slap fell on his face. However, this time it was not Gu Fenghua, but Luo Enen.
"Who is it for this time?" Qiu Mingxuan asked in a daze.
"I don't care for anyone, I just don't like you." Luo Enen said that, he flew out again and kicked Qiu Mingxuan in a fight.
Uh, is this reason OK? Xie Youran and others wiped their foreheads at the same time.
"I didn't want to worry about you anymore. You dare to jump out by yourself and dare to complain first. We have been tolerating you for a long time." Fatty white man and Ye Wuse rushed up and looked at Qiu Mingxuan.
A punch and kick.
If it were the past, with the strength of the three of them, they might not be able to do anything to Qiu Mingxuan. But now they have all been promoted to the realm of Soul Saint, how can Qiu Mingxuan resist it by fighting against three?
Soon, Qiu Mingxuan screamed in tears and howled wolves on Shengjia Peak. The scream echoed in the mountains for a long time. Everyone who heard it looked sideways and gave deep sympathy to the owner of the scream.