No matter which direction Peach Blossom Eye was hit by, there would immediately be a fist or a kick, and it would come viciously at an inconceivable speed.
Ever since, Peach Blossom Eye bounced back and forth like a ping pong ball, and blood rained from the sky and fell all over the ground.
"Stop!"
One after another, figures flew over from different directions, until then the dozen or so phantoms disappeared at the same time, and Chen Han returned to the place where he was standing before.
He took out a handkerchief from his pocket, gently wiped the blood on his fist, then threw the red handkerchief on the ground, and said with a smile: "I can't take this handkerchief anymore, and I have to change my clothes, or it will get dirty." It's not good for your health."