Zhanxian

Guan Zhenyao’s almost invincible dumb aunt was not much better than Yang Chen, her swollen body kept backing, while backing away, blood spurted wildly from her mouth.

After retreating more than a dozen steps in a row, Ya Gupo’s legs and feet were no longer able to keep up with the retreat momentum brought by Yang Chen’s punch. She couldn’t get enough of it and she immediately fell to the ground.

But the body didn’t stop because the dumb aunt fell to the ground, she still maintained her inertia, sliding fast towards the back. After sliding on the ground continuously for a distance of about several meters, it stopped.

The ground where the dumb aunt glided across, leaving behind a series of blood stains. The red traces continued for several feet long, which was shocking to see.

How could that be? The first thought that appeared in Guan Zhenyao’s mind was that it was impossible. How could such a thing happen? Ya Gupo was a master in the dacheng stage, and Yang Chen was just a junior in the early Yuanying stage. How could the two have such an effect when fighting?

Although Yang Chen was also beaten into the air, she couldn’t see the appearance of injury at all, and he even flew back as a way to relieve his strength.

But the dacheng stage master Ya Gupo who punched Yang Chen, who once repelled the two dacheng stage masters with a stick, was hit by Yang Chen until she vomited blood.

Not only that, after falling to the ground, Ya Gupo seemed to have no other actions except vomiting blood. Until now, she still lay still on the ground and didn’t move as if she was in a coma.

Guan Zhenyao’s head banged and she became dizzy, she was already terrified by the scene before her. Her carefully arranged formation was destroyed by a few swords lights from Yang Chen and even her dumb aunt, who was the last to rely on, was beaten to death by a punch. How could this happen? Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on novel⦿fire.net