In front of him, Lu Hua was still standing.

However, at this time, he no longer had the grace and calmness he had before.

His whole body felt as if it had been roasted by flames.

The whole clothes were scorched black.

Especially on Lu Hua's chest, the skin was torn, and bright red blood kept flowing down the blackened wounds.

Finally, Lu Hua's body trembled, and he spat out a mouthful of blood immediately.

The whole person's aura was like a deflated rubber ball, suddenly sluggish.

Obviously, Qinglong's blow just now had severely injured Lu Hua.

However, this Lu Hua is a powerful person at the level of enlightenment after all.

Qinglong's combined attack formation can only make him lose his combat effectiveness. If he wants to kill him, he still has little chance.

But that's enough!

Lu Hua, who had suffered a heavy blow, was like a piece of meat on the chopping board in front of them. Shouldn't he just be slaughtered by them?

So, when he saw Qinglong's victory, Li Er smiled and ran over.

With a bang, he raised his foot and kicked Lu Hua.

This arrogant young master from a wealthy family was immediately kicked to the ground, where he was thrown to pieces.

"Haha~"

"Yes, I can continue to do so."

"Weren't you pretty cool just now?"

"Are you worthy of coveting Mr. Chu's woman?"

"You can't compete with the majesty that Mr. Chu's fingertips reveal casually."

"Haha~"

The crisis was over, and seeing how powerful his son was, Li Er was naturally overjoyed.

While giggling, he kicked Lu Hua wildly.

"Okay, Second Master."

"If I keep kicking him, I'm afraid he won't survive."

Qiu Mucheng was relieved, but she gave Li Er some advice.

Although Lu Hua deserves to die, there is still a powerful family standing behind him.

If he died in Jiangdong, the troubles in the future would probably be even more endless.

"good."

"President Qiu has spoken, so let's spare his life for the time being."

"However, I don't think he will live long."

"When Mr. Chu comes back, he will also die!"

Li Er sneered coldly.

He knew very well that Ye Fan's temperament meant that anyone who touched his bottom line would not be able to survive.

No matter who you are or what your background is.

Of course, the premise of all this is that Ye Fan is still alive.

After Li Er stopped, Lu Hua struggled to stand up from the ground again.

However, perhaps because of the serious injury, Lu Hua was already unsteady on his feet and could only rely on the wall to barely hold on.

He raised his head, with endless hatred in his eyes, glaring fiercely at the five Qinglong people in front of him.

The bloody red lips trembled, and the hoarse voice sounded at this moment.

"Tell... tell me, what... is this move?"

"tell me!"

"Tell me~"

Lu Hua's eyes were red and he kept growling.

Until this moment, he still couldn't believe the facts before him.

He couldn't accept that the future descendant of his majestic Lu family, the proud son of God who was cultivated by the Martial Arts Temple, was defeated by a group of juniors who were still in their infancy?

Moreover, what frustrates Lu Hua even more is that he couldn't defeat Ye Fan, but now, he can't even defeat a few disciples whom Ye Fan randomly directed.

This shocked Lu Hua, who had always been proud!

However, how could everyone in Qinglong pay attention to him.

Among them, the one with a violent temper was as fierce as Mount Tai. He even wanted to punch Lu Hua to death, but was finally stopped by Qiu Mucheng.
Chapter completed!