Chapter 833 (1/2)

The three lashes had passed, but Qin Fang was as if nothing had happened to him. There was no sign that his clothes were broken.

Such a fact is too hard for Zhuoma to accept.

At this time, her eyes were full of depression and surprise. She thought that she could not beat Qin Fang to death, but at least let him get a few lashes.

But the reality seems to be a little too harsh, even a little achievement did not come out, her free three whip has been used up.

”Well, what? The three moves have been finished. Are you going to continue? I advise you to forget it. You can't hurt me! And I'm very heavy! When the three lashes were over, Qin naturally kept his promise. He only defended but didn't attack all the time, or he didn't defend at all. After three lashes, Zhuoma was very proud.

At other times, perhaps the two sides can meet and smile, but this is not the case when it comes to Zhuoma.

Zhuoma is also a proud little Woman, in the future, she will become a disciple of Tangmen, a great sect in the Wulin. In the future, she will be a quasi nvxia whose cultivation is comparable to her master tangxin, and the most powerful warrior of the Glan tribe ...

however, Zhuoma, who has never been defeated, has been crushed in Qin Fang's hands again and again. She has lost face several times, and even her pure Xiaoqiao Tun has been defiled by Qin Fang.

The free three whip is over, and Zhuoma is also entangled in her heart. She also knows that Qin Fang is much stronger than her. They are not on the same level at all. I'm afraid they are no worse than her master and sister Tang Xin. Maybe they are even more powerful.

According to the normal choice, it's the most appropriate time to stop. Qin Fang has sold her face and let her whip three times for nothing. Although Qin Fang didn't hurt her skin, at least at this time, she won't lose anything. At most, she can't vent her anger completely.

But it's just because the cowardice in Zhuoma's stomach didn't come out. Zhuoma felt a hatred in her heart. Now Qin Fang took the initiative to persuade her, and his tone was quite sincere. At least Qin Fang really didn't have any other ideas. In Zhuoma's ears, it was intended to stab her, or even ridicule her timidity and lack of risk-taking spirit Once you understand, the situation is totally different.

”Don't be hypocritical with me. I don't want to eat you! Hum, I don't believe it.

sure enough, zhuomadun was very angry, and his whip shook again. Then he turned into a dangerous snake and quickly attacked Qin Fang.

”Isn't that just spanking? I'm afraid you won't be able to do it.

I'm also self-supporting in my heart. Maybe it's because I've been whipped by Qin Fang, and what should be stained has already been stained. Now it's no big deal to smear even a few times.

Pa Pa Pa ~

the whip turns into a dark shadow of black s è, with extremely fast speed and tricky angle, which makes it more fierce and merciless.

And this time, she was no longer a whip of a whip, but continuously twitching, almost a hand will continue to smoke the Qin side as many as three or five whip, that Pa Pa sound can not be heard.

One whip at a time, it's too easy to dodge, especially when Qin Fang's strength is stronger than her. But if she makes continuous moves, her body will not move. Naturally, it's more prone to omissions. On the contrary, she will have a chance to succeed This is what Zhuoma thought at this time.

In fact, Qin still stood there, motionless, but every time the whip came, it could hit the real object, but it seemed that it didn't hit him at all.

The shadow of the whip was writhing. It seemed to be powerful and lethal, but in Qin Fang's eyes, it seemed as if nothing was there, so it silently endured all this. The long whip hit, brought a faint breeze, blew Qin Fang's clothes, and slightly lifted a little corner flying

but Qin Fang's clothes were not covered with skin Whip and break, and even the whip marks are not, extremely strange and unpredictable

The whip is still whistling, writhing and whipping. It's as crisp as thunder. It even has an obvious sense of rhythm, but it can't cause any real harm to Xing.

Zhuoma was more and more anxious, and the speed of her hand was faster and faster. The whip in her hand turned into a series of whip shadows, and she could hardly see its track clearly. It seemed that Qin Fang was completely shrouded

as time went by, Zhuoma's face became more and more heavy and anxious, and her forehead had already been covered After the fragrant sweat dripping, even her body has already been wet with sweat.