Chapter 155 (1/2)

The corner of Feng Yu's mouth jerked. Wait a minute. What did she hear just now? She's stalking him? She followed him to Bairi peak? Did she hear the big joke?

Why didn't she know when she was pestering him? She did come to Bairi peak, but did she follow him?

Feng Yu laughs two times. Her eyes squint. She looks at Bei Ming Hao. Her voice is cold and says, ”Bei Ming Hao, I really want to know who the hell gave you confidence?”

Boom

Just like the thunder on the flat ground, all the people stare at Fengyu with big eyes and can't believe it. Didn't they hear it right? This ugly person dares to scold the boss like this. Should they applaud her?

It's a lot of courage and admiration.

Do you know this is the 11th Prince of Beiming family in Haoyuan Empire? Several intermediate disciples behind Beiming Hao kept swallowing their saliva, and a pair of eyes were staring at Fengyu.

Beiming Hao is also shocked. He didn't expect that the receptive bag who once followed him was scolding him, and his words were so vulgar.

Even if she hit him last time and almost strangled him, it was not as shocking as this sentence.

After the shock, there was a strong sense of anger. His face turned from green to red, and finally completely black. He bit his teeth and said to several teenagers who were still shocked behind him, ”Zhang Qing, you beat her for the prince. Don't be polite, beat her to death.”

Since Fengyu beat him and nearly strangled him last time, they had a grudge against each other. Therefore, in addition to disgusting Fengyu, he only had a strong hatred.

This kind of hate can't be eliminated.

Several disciples came back one after another, but they were in trouble with Fengyu. Although they were very noisy, they really wanted to fight against women. There was a psychological barrier.

Although this is ugly, it can't change the fact that it's a woman. Moreover, it's just a woman without cultivation.

From the sound of Yun Ning Ruo from Beiming Hao just now, they knew her identity. It was the fiancee that their eldest brother had decided from childhood. Although she was the daughter of the amazing martial uncle Yun, she couldn't cultivate because she was born useless. However, a group of big men didn't say that they were all trained in the metaphysical realm. They couldn't do anything for Fengyu.

Beiming Hao himself was beaten by Fengyu, but that story was too shameful, so he couldn't take it to the stage. Therefore, these teenagers don't know how terrible Fengyu's fighting power is.

Looking at several teenagers behind him, they all look at Fengyu in embarrassment, but no one does it. Beiming Hao almost spits out a mouthful of blood.

”Don't you listen to me? If you want to do it, do it. ”

He kicked a disciple down, and the disciple didn't dare to fight back, so he jumped and fell in front of Feng Yu. His face was not very good and said, ”younger martial sister Yun, I've offended you.”

Feng Yu sneered at him and said nothing.

The boy put out his fist and smashed it at Fengyu's head. Fengyu snorted and quickly stepped out. Before his fist came out, he was severely kicked in the chest.

When Feng Yu got out of her leg, she urged her spirit power. Even if the stone table could be broken, the disciple could not bear her fierce leg as expected, so he flew out directly, hit Beiming Hao's foot, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

He felt that his sternum and ribs must be broken. As soon as his consciousness sank, he soon fell into a coma.

Beiming Hao stares at the young man who is in a coma at his feet. A handsome face is pale. Looking at Fengyu's eyes is like looking at a ghost. He can't think of it. Just one foot, just one foot, she kicks a monk who knows the mysterious world and faints.

So, how strong is she now?

Beiming Hao's forehead began to sweat. Even his body could not help shivering. Fengyu raised her leg and forced her toward him. As soon as she walked, Beiming Hao remembered the suffocation feeling of being strangled last time.

The feeling of turning around in hell came back. He couldn't help stepping back two steps, reached out and grabbed two disciples in front of him, gasped and said in a deep voice, ”are you all dead? Do it, and kill that woman for the prince. ”

The rest of the disciples were kicked back from the shock by Beiming Hao. They swallowed their saliva and looked at Fengyu. In the legend of approaching, they were born waste materials and could not cultivate.

Is she really a waste? Why is it so strong?

A monk in the early stage of xuanjing was stun with one kick. Who would believe it if it was said?

Beiming Hao's sharp voice thought in his ear. Several disciples looked at each other, bit their teeth, and rushed towards Fengyu. There were two other masters behind, who started to release their magic skills and attack Fengyu from a distance.