Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

His eyes flicked here and there, as if to see if there was a chance of escape.

Seeing Lin Pingzhi being kicked back, Lian Qingshang quickly stepped forward to support him.

"Brother Mozun, are you okay?" She was a little worried.

"fine."

Lin Pingzhi said softly.

He really has nothing to do.

Although Ge Shutian kicked him several times.

But he stepped out in a hurry, and there was no internal force attached to his feet.

In addition, Beiming's true energy resisted for a while.

Lin Pingzhi could even say that he was not injured at all.

It just looked a little embarrassed.

A stern look flashed in Ge Shutian's eyes.

"Is it okay? Then I will let you have something to do now!" He said harshly.

Kicking the short legs on the ground, the dagger stabbed directly towards Lin Pingzhi with a cold light.

Lin Pingzhi hurriedly pushed away Lian Qingshang who was supporting him.

Leng Yue Ghost Saber directly used the Hu family's sword technique, one knife after another, flying up and down.

"Roar!"

At the same time, a twenty-eight palms subduing the dragon was slapped towards Ge Shutian.

Ge Shutian was already on guard against Lin Pingzhi's left and right fighting skills.

I saw his body flash.

The twenty-eight palms of subduing dragon directly hit the empty space.

The dagger in his hand stabbed straight at Lin Pingzhi.

"Humph!"

Lin Pingzhi snorted coldly, and slashed at Ge Shutian's neck.

Fight for your life.

It depends on whether Ge Shutian dares to blog!

Ge Shutian's eyes were fixed, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

He has no interest in Lin Pingzhi's desperate style of play.

The short sword swung from his hand.

The dagger that was originally aimed at Lin Pingzhi's neck directly blocked Leng Yue's ghost knife.

"Crack!"

His palm directly hit Lin Pingzhi's chest.

Lin Pingzhi's breastbone cracked.

With this palm, Ge Shutian was not as merciful as the previous one.

"puff!"

Lin Pingzhi spat out a mouthful of blood.

He didn't expect Ge Shutian's martial arts to be so high.

Lin Pingzhi's internal injuries are speeding up to heal as the inner strength of the nerves shines through.

But Ge Shutian didn't give Lin Pingzhi a chance to heal his injuries.

"Go to hell!"

With a ferocious face, his sword pierced Lin Pingzhi's throat.

Lian Qingshang was full of eagerness.

Tian Moqin was removed from her back.

"Clearly!"

Countless sound blades attacked Ge Shutian.

Ge Shutian stopped.

He swung the short sword in his hand again and again, blocking all the sound blades inspired by Lian Qingshang.

Taking a few steps back, Ge Shutian looked at Lian Qingshang.

"The Qin Demon deserves to be a Qin Demon, and should not be underestimated!"

Interest appeared in his eyes.