Chapter 2029: The only thing left with a sword is the pants

  Chapter 2029 The only thing left with a sword is the pants

   has just been promoted to Heavenly Sage, and actually defeated a Heavenly Sage First-Rank pinnacle, and the opponent is still the son of an emissary, it is indeed a rare evildoer in the Academy!

  Under the surprise, they even forgot to cheer for Gu Fenghua.

  "Young Master!" The young sage masters who accompanied Duan Yixing to an academy reacted faster and rushed forward in unison exclaimed.

  At this time, the fold is easy and there is no depression after the injury, and his face is blood-red. The saint robe on his body has been shattered into fragments, and of course his underwear is not immune. There is only a pair of pants left over his body, and his chest, arms and thighs are exposed to the cold morning air.

   For the first time in his life, the whole body of Chiguo was exposed to the crowd in the hall. Duan Yixing was ashamed and indignant, his mind buzzed, and there was a moment of loss.

  Several companions quickly came to their side, and hurriedly took out the healing sacred pills.

"Gu Fenghua, you dare to hurt my son, do you know who my son is!" One of them even drew out a long sword and screamed at Gu Fenghua, but he didn't dare to jump on the stage. Obviously it was a fake tiger. Pretend to be.

  What a joke, even Duan Yixing, the righteous son of the emperor, was smashed into a pig by Gu Fenghua. Didn’t they rush to death? Just pretend to show Duan Yixing.

"There is no high or low on the jihad platform, why, let him hurt me a disciple of the school, and a disciple of the school can't hurt him? Or do you want more people to bully fewer people?" Gu Fenghua didn't even look at him. At a glance, he said with contempt.

  As soon as the words fell, a cold light flickered all around. Although no one completely pulled out the long sword, it was only half an inch out, and the brilliance was already everywhere.

  That fox fake Huwei wants to show his loyalty in front of Duan Yixing, the young man immediately shut up, there are too many bullies and fewer people? Look at the crowds of people around you, isn't it obvious who is bullying?

"Don't you guys put his clothes on for him? Tsk tsk, I didn't see that, the skin is so good, how do you usually take care of it?" Gu Fenghua looked at Duan Yixing with only a pair of pants, and sighed, but his eyes were full of them. The meaning of joking.

   "Clothes!" Duan Yixing's hazy mind finally recovered, and roared at several of his servants who were still rushing to put the healing sacred pill in his mouth, and his face was red as if dripping blood.

He is a closed disciple of the dignified Qingyun Emperor, and even his righteous son. His naked body was exposed to the eyes of the public. Such a shame is even greater than the shame his ancestors suffered when kneeling to save the rao in the past. Nothing less.

After returning to his senses, he wanted to take a holy robe and put it on by himself, but the holy energy of the sword was exhausted before, and the robe on his body was broken, and he was bitten back to some extent, so that the blood and blood went retrograde, and even the storage bracelet Can't open it anymore.

   "Quickly, find the holy robe and put it on for the son." The few followers, Rumeng, woke up and quickly turned over the holy robe in their storage bracelet. Soon, a tall attendant found the saint robe and quickly covered Duan Yixing's body.

   Duan Yi Xing's face flushed almost bleeding, only then became a little better, and his eyes stared at Gu Fenghua stubbornly.

  If the eyes can kill people, Gu Fenghua believes that he has already been cut through thousands of swords, or even broken to pieces, but it is a pity that the eyes cannot kill people, so her expression is still so calm and composed.

  (End of this chapter)