Shocking Venomous Consort: Frivolous Miss Chapter 1049 - The Philandering Young Master Who Got Beat Up

Chapter 1049: The Philandering Young Master Who Got Beat Up

Zhang Yuhong had barely managed to flash his charming smile for more than a second when Lan Xinyu’s whip ruthlessly lashed out on his face.
Immediately, a centipede-like bloody mark swelled up on his extremely good-looking face, and his mind buzzed. After a short period of numbness, a searing pain invaded his mind.
Zhang Yuhong was stunned. How was this possible? How was this possible?! This was one of the most exquisite sword techniques of the Zhang family, and he had only used half of it before being whipped in the face by someone else. It would have been fine if the strength of this girl was unfathomable, but the problem was that she had only entered the realm of True Essence, and was thus slightly weaker than him. How did she do it?
Not to mention him, even Lan Xinyu herself was stunned. She had clearly observed the pack carefully before she made her move, and Young Master Zhang was the strongest among all of them, which was why she had chosen him. But how could he be so weak?
“B*tch, you dare hit my face?”Zhang Yuhong was furious as he touched the swollen bloody mark on his face.
As a professional pervert, Zhang Yuhong thought himself to be extraordinary. He took care of this extremely good-looking face as delicately as possible. Even getting a zit would take him half a month to recover, not to mention being whipped in the face by someone.
At this moment, Zhang Yuhong was angry and heartbroken. In fact. his heart was bleeding.
He raised his sword and stabbed at Lan Xinyu. Although he was heartbroken, he no longer had any sympathy for her. He used the rarely seen sure-kill secret sword technique of Golden Pill Sect.
Seeing his aggressive sword style, Lan Xinyu instinctively twisted her body and whipped out at the same time.
With a crisp sound, the golden whip left a fish-scale-like bloody mark on Zhang Yuhong’s other cheek. The injury swelled up at a speed invisible to the naked eye.
“Ah… you hit my face again, you hit my face again!” Zhang Yuhong was growing increasingly shocked and heartbroken; he almost went crazy. This was the most powerful sure-kill ancestral secret sword technique. How could she dodge it so easily and still whip him in the face?
“Can you focus a little bit? You don’t have to act like this unless you want to be tortured, right?” Lan Xinyu was going even crazier than Zhang Yuhong.
She had intended to find the strongest opponent and exchange a few hundred rounds with him to vent the anger she had been feeling for the past few days. However, she didn’t expect that he couldn’t even withstand a single blow. After two lashes, he didn’t even have the strength to defend himself.
Su Yanhua and the others had also exchanged blows with those lackeys of the Zhang family. Although those people weren’t as strong as Zhang Yuhong, they had been able to survive in the Qianzhong Ridge. Every one of them was using their trump cards, and the battle was quite lively, much more than Lan Xinyu’s
Turning back to look at Zhang Yuhong, who was covering his face and wailing like a ghost, Lan Xinyu was so angry that she was twitching. She shouted angrily, “Again!”
“B*tch, you still dare to hit my face? I’ll kill you!” Zhang Yuhong held his longsword and attacked Lan Xinyu as if he had gone mad.
Although this move was not as sharp and ruthless as the previous one, it was even more unpredictable. When the sword was launched, thousands of sword shadows bloomed, confusing everyone’s eyes.
A crisp sound that left Zhang Yuhong with lingering fear rang out again. This time, Lan Xinyu’s golden whip was even more domineering. It went straight down the middle and directly hit Zhang Yuhong’s nose bridge.
Zhang Yuhong let out a blood-curdling scream as he flew off with a bloody nose.
Zhang Yuhong fell to the ground in so much pain that his entire body was twitching. A mixture of snot, blood, and tears flowed down his face like a flood from a dam. He looked at Lan Xinyu in fear.