Chapter 315 Guess

She felt that Si Nansheng was fighting with Yang Pengkun with the intention of dealing with her.

Si Nansheng was too fast, and even though Yang Pengkun tried his best, he could only dodge him a few times.

After Si Nansheng kicked Yang Pengkun away, she stood still.

"Aren't you hiding anymore?" Si Nansheng tilted his head and looked at Yang Pengkun innocently.

"He's simply a lunatic." Yang Pengkun looked at Si Nansheng breathlessly. Si Nansheng was not angry and bowed slightly.

"Thank you for the compliment, but I won't show mercy just because of your compliment." Si Nansheng stretched out her hand with a smile, and a pink hammer appeared in her hand.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Yang Pengkun didn't believe that he was no match for Si Nansheng.

Holding the magic sword in his hand, he attacked Si Nansheng fiercely. Red flames exploded in the sky. Si Nansheng staggered and smashed the stone wall behind him. Wisps of white smoke seeped out from under the charred cloth on his chest.

She looked down at her chest. The force of the attack was quite strong and she felt the pain.

She patted her chest and held the pink hammer firmly on her shoulder.

"Little girl, it's not too late to admit defeat now." Yang Pengkun shook off the sparks on the sword, and the red spiritual patterns wrapped around the sword became more and more dazzling.

Before he finished speaking, a fiery red sword light tore through the air.

Si Nansheng's pupils suddenly shrank, and he slowly raised the huge hammer to block his chest.

"Boom!" Amidst the violent explosion, the flying debris left several bloody marks on her arm.

The scorching air blew away the red string that bound her hair, and her long black hair cascaded down like a waterfall.

Si Nansheng raised her little hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, looked at Yang Pengkun and suddenly grinned.

This smile startled Yang Pengkun so much that the light of his sword paused slightly - Si Nansheng's face, which should have been childish, now had a coldness that was inconsistent with his age.

"Sister." Nan Qingfeng looked at the blood stains at the corner of Si Nansheng's mouth and felt a little worried.

"This is more interesting." Si Nansheng turned his hand, and the giant hammer suddenly flew out of his hand, drawing a half silver arc in the air.

Yang Pengkun subconsciously raised his sword to block, but saw that the giant hammer suddenly accelerated and smashed down with a force of ten thousand pounds.

The earth trembled with the roar, and Yang Pengkun's sword light was completely shattered.

He staggered back, spider-web-like cracks appearing on the armor on his chest. Before he could stand firm, Si Nansheng had already approached him like a ghost, and his slender palm firmly grasped the giant hammer that was flying back.

"Come again!" Si Nansheng shouted softly, and the huge hammer, wrapped in a sharp light, smashed heavily to the ground.

Spider-web-like cracks quickly spread with the two people as the center, and the stone slab under Yang Pengkun's feet exploded.

He hurriedly cast a fire shield, but the red wall of fire collapsed bit by bit under the crushing of the giant hammer.

"Impossible... You are just a little girl in the Foundation Establishment Stage, how can you be stronger than me?" Yang Pengkun looked at his hands with cracked knuckles in horror, and the flame spiritual power was wandering chaotically in his body.

"Guess!" Si Nansheng smiled lightly, not giving him a chance to breathe, and swung the hammer continuously, each blow carrying the force of a landslide.

After a few moments, Yang Pengkun's fire shield completely dissipated, and the giant hammer hit his shoulder heavily. The sound of bones breaking mixed with screams suddenly rang out.

Nan Qingfeng swallowed his saliva. His sister was really cruel. This guy named Yang Pengkun would probably not be able to get out of bed within ten days or half a month, right?

Si Nansheng wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at Yang Pengkun, who had collapsed on the ground. His face finally showed the expression that a child should have: "Brother Yang, thank you for giving in!"

"You..." Yang Pengkun wanted to get up, but the bones in his shoulders were broken. He tried hard but failed, so he could only lie on the ground.

"Next, it's your turn." Si Nansheng turned to look at Liu Xuewei. Liu Xuewei understood that she could not escape this beating.

But she was unwilling to give up, so she turned around and was about to leave, but before she could run, Mo Lu stood in front of her.

Nan Qingfeng saw Mo Lu suddenly appear at the door and looked around in confusion. Where was Mo Lu?

At this speed...it seems that everyone in the Four Gods Sect is no ordinary person.

"My junior sister hasn't told you that you can leave yet. Where are you going?" Mo Yu looked at Liu Xuewei with a gloating look. Liu Xuewei turned her head and took a step back.

"Si Nansheng, if you dare to hit me, Master will not let you go." Liu Xuewei was obviously afraid, but she did not forget to warn Si Nansheng.

"Hehe~ When I didn't touch you, I didn't see him let me go, right?" Si Nansheng said with a smile.

"I……"

"I know you like to make up stories about me. In the past, I didn't do anything, but today, I want to do something."

Si Nansheng slowly approached Liu Xuewei. Liu Xuewei was so scared that she wanted to escape, but she was surrounded by people from the Four Gods Sect and had no way to escape!

Si Nansheng rushed over, and Liu Xuewei hurriedly condensed an ice and snow shield to protect herself, but the shield was instantly shattered by Si Nansheng's punch.

"How is this possible..." Liu Xuewei looked at Si Nansheng's fist in horror as it got closer and closer.

She had clearly absorbed luck from many people and her skills had improved a lot, so why was she still being trampled under the feet of Si Nansheng?

Si Nansheng's fist hit Liu Xuewei in the face. Liu Xuewei dodged to the side. Si Nansheng's body blocked her side at an extremely fast speed and kicked out.

Perhaps it was because Si Nansheng was too fast, Liu Xuewei was completely unable to dodge and could only passively take the beating!

"Evil creature!" Just when Liu Xuewei was beaten black and blue by Si Nansheng, a fierce shout with a sense of pressure came, and Si Nansheng's small body was directly knocked away.

"Junior Sister!"

"Miss!" Shao Yu rushed over and caught Si Nansheng who was flying out.

"Cough cough!" Si Nansheng had not yet recovered from the injuries he suffered from Tianfa, and was then knocked away by this pressure. He spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Master~" Liu Xuewei looked up and saw Feng Zeyan floating down from the sky, and immediately shouted in grievance.

"Weiwei, are you okay?" Feng Zeyan helped Liu Xuewei up and looked at the injuries on Liu Xuewei's face, feeling very distressed.

"Master, don't blame Nan Sheng. She must still be blaming me for stealing your attention." Liu Xuewei snuggled weakly in Feng Zeyan's arms. Feng Zeyan raised his eyes to look at Si Nan Sheng, his eyes flashing with a cold light.

"I'm so scared by the look in Sect Leader Feng's eyes. Are you trying to avenge your disciple and bully the weak?" Si Nansheng came out of Shao Yu's arms, covering his chest and looking at Feng Zeyan.

"You evil creature, you betray your master and ancestors. I am your master!" Feng Zeyan pointed at Si Nansheng angrily.

"No, I'm not betraying my master. How long ago was you my master? I'm not your disciple now. I'm the last disciple of Li Tianhen, the leader of the Four Gods Sect.

"Please, Sect Master Feng, please stop referring to me as your disciple. After all, being your disciple is a dark fact of mine."

Si Nansheng looked at Feng Zeyan with a smile. Feng Zeyan was stunned. Si Nansheng seemed to be very different from when she was in Shengtian Sect.

In the past, Si Nansheng never dared to speak to him in this tone, and was always cautious when facing him.

Now, not only did he deny their past relationship in front of everyone, he also said that being his apprentice was a dark history.