Campus Knight's Martial Fate

At this time, suddenly, the door of the reading room was knocked open, and immediately, the entire wooden door flew towards Liu Yichao.

Liu Yichao's legs and feet were weak at this time, and he couldn't dodge, so he immediately circled the power with both palms, and after a loud "pong" sound, he slapped the gate with one palm.

"Ha-" However, a slender beautiful leg flew out of the air behind the gate, accompanied by the clear voice of a female voice, and kicked Liu Yichao's face with a "bump".

"Ah Cao-" Liu Yichao didn't expect this move, and was immediately kicked and his face was covered in blood, and he fell to the ground.

I saw a white butterfly-like light figure in the air slowly landing, Ma Yuqing wore a white dress, and looked coldly at Liu Yichao who fell to the ground.

"Hey, how are you?" Ma Yuqing turned around, glanced at Song Chengfeng, who was lying in a pool of blood, and asked.

"Also...... It's ok, dead ...... Can't die at the moment. Song Chengfeng coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood and replied.

"Made, there are still people who come to bad things for Lao Tzu!" Liu Yichao jumped up with his left leg on the ground, and a strong palm wind slapped towards Ma Yuqing.

Ma Yuqing jumped in the air, dodged his palms, and slashed his leg in the air, hitting the top of Liu Yichao's head. But at the same time, Liu Yichao's strong palm wind also shook her out several meters away.

"Made, it's really troublesome!" Liu Yichao thought to himself that Ma Yuqing's martial arts were not bad, he was seriously injured, and it was not a way to fight, so he "swished" and threw several hidden weapons at Ma Yuqing, and then jumped down from the window and slipped out.

"Stop!" Ma Yuqing wanted to catch up, but several of these black projectiles flew in front of her, and she jumped into the air one by one, turning three times in a row in the air, and successfully dodged the hidden weapon.

"Bang Bang Bang-" The hidden weapon hit the bookshelf in the back row, and the wooden bookshelves and books on the bookshelves were all blown up, and wooden blocks and shredded paper flew all over the room.

"With such great power, could it be a thousand-year-old cold stone?" Ma Yuqing was really shocked by this scene, under her influence, a small projectile can hit so much power, it seems that only the material of the thousand-year-old cold stone can do it.

"Hey, how are you?" Ma Yuqing ran to Song Chengfeng's side and patted his bloodstained face, but saw that he was completely unconscious.

"Cough cough cough ......" Song Chengfeng coughed violently several times in a daze, coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, and then only felt that his brain was clouded, and he gradually lost consciousness and fell asleep.

"Hey!" Ma Yuqing reached out to probe his pulse, but there was no pulse......!" What's going on!You, you don't want to die!" She panicked.