Ghost Doctor Dan Zun

Chapter 12 One move, broken arm!

Feng Jiuqing's eyes narrowed, she clenched the dagger in her hand, and the aura of her whole body changed abruptly. Everyone felt that this thin body was straight and murderous like a javelin.At this moment, the image of a warrior seemed to enter everyone's mind.

Everyone immediately calmed down and looked at the two people in the field without blinking. Their strengths were seriously unequal.

Feng Ming squeezed over, stood on the edge of the field, ready to rush in at any time, he would rather die than let Seventh Young Master have any mistakes.

Di Wuya withdrew his gaze from Feng Jiuqing expressionlessly, and glanced at Anfeng lightly, Anfeng already understood that His Highness the Crown Prince did not want Feng Jiuqing to die for the time being.That's right, just because of Feng Jiuqing's basin of dirty water in the street yesterday, and the fierce look he gave His Royal Highness now, it is enough to make Feng Jiuqing die ten times.

Anfeng is ready. At the critical moment, he still has to take action to save Feng Jiuqing's life. His Royal Highness does not like others to help clean up people who are not pleasing to him.

Thinking of His Royal Highness' methods, An Feng secretly shed a tear for Feng Jiuqing. He had to say that if Feng Jiuqing had a good life, it would be best if she died in the hands of Gu Jingyu today. His Highness vented his anger on Gu Jingyu, and he was able to avenge Feng Jiuqing.

But, obviously, that's unlikely.

The atmosphere on the field was extremely tense, and everyone's eyes were locked on the two in the battle.Gu Jingyu's body was slightly lowered, like a beast on the verge of eruption, the long sword in his hand curled up a snow-white sword flower, the sword energy poured towards Feng Jiuqing, the whole person was like an arrow on a tight string, It shot towards Feng Jiuqing.

Feng Jiuqing was like a standing tower, motionless, except for the dagger in her hand, which was constantly flashing at the tip, with a cold light of inch by inch, almost blinding everyone's eyes.

Feng Ming was still terrified, he wanted to remind his seventh young master, don't just stand there, Gu Jingyu's sword almost passed through his chest.

At this moment, the cold light drew an arc in the air, everyone's eyes flickered, no one saw clearly what happened, only saw that Feng Jiuqing was almost separated from Gu Jingyu who came from the explosion However, the long sword that was obviously stabbing at Feng Jiuqing's body, the long sword that Feng Jiuqing could hardly avoid, pierced the void.

And Feng Jiuqing stood behind Gu Jingyu in less than a breath of time. She flew up and kicked Gu Jingyu's back. Yu condensed the vitality of the whole body, swelled in all the meridians, but still couldn't bear the flying kick, and the whole person flew out of the field like a kite with a broken string.

Blood, splatter!
At this moment, an arm flew out from Feng Jiuqing's dagger. When she swung the dagger, it raised up and drew a beautiful arc in the air before falling into the dust.

"what!"

The shrill scream pierced the sky, was deafening, and penetrated everyone's heart, making people have no idea what happened.

Until, Gu Xi'er, who was connected with Gu Jingyu's blood, was the first to come back to her senses. She couldn't believe it. Looking at her brother lying in the dust, she shouted, "Brother!" and rushed towards Gu Jingyu Only then did everyone see clearly that the person who lost an arm and fell out of the arena was not that wasteful Feng Jiuqing, but Gu Jingyu, a fourth-level Yuanshi.

The genius young master of the Gu family, at the moment when he passed by Feng Jiuqing, before everyone could see clearly, Feng Jiuqing had his arm severed.

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