C1250 The Combat Power of Weak Women

In Su Fenghan's heart, Su Qingxue was just a weak girl, how could her fist be a threat to him?

"Bang …"

While Su Fenghan was still feeling disdain in his heart, Su Qingxue's fist had already hit his body.

Along with the crisp sound of a collision, Su Fenghan was instantly sent flying.

"Puff …"

Su Fenghan fell heavily onto the ground. He spat out a mouthful of blood