When they were sarcastic just now, they would never have thought that when Han Sanqian really appeared in front of them, they did not appear, kill Han Sanqian with one punch, as they did.

On the contrary, when Han Sanqian really appeared in front of him, they all became timid.

And it’s so timid and exaggerated!

Not to mention knocking Han Sanqian out with one punch, no one dares to fart now, let alone punching someone.

"Didn't you just say you want to hit me? Is it you?" As Han Sanqian looked at someone, the man suddenly turned pale in fear, and he staggered and took two steps back!

"Or, it's you!" Han Sanqian chuckled and looked at another person.

The man waved his head in a hurry and panic like he was with him, and then took a few steps back.

Han Sanqian frowned coldly, looked at everyone, and glanced at him, frightened the dozen confidants present who were well-known in the Fang family to retreat collectively.

No one can touch its sharpness, these seven words are the most true portrayal of this moment.

The crazy words just now also seemed even more ridiculous and ridiculous at this time.

His subordinates were panicked, and the boss Fang Kun was also panicked. When Han Sanqian looked at him, he felt his heart seemed to be leaping into his throat.

"You want...what do you want to do?" Fang Kun retreated behind the chair and kept fumbled in his hand to the golden sword he placed. At this time, only weapons could make his trembling heart find comfort.

Han Sanqian did not answer and walked over with a cold face.

As Han Sanqian approached, the sweat of beans on Fang Kun's forehead continued to fall along his forehead, and all kinds of strange pictures kept popping up in his mind.

For example, how will Han Sanqian deal with him when he is late, or what kind of moves will this guy use, and how should he deal with it...

The more Fang Kun thought about it, the more nervous he became, so that when Han Sanqian had already arrived in front of him, he suddenly realized that when he saw Han Sanqian so close to him, he couldn't help but feel scared and sweated.

"Where is the thing?" Han Sanqian said coldly.

"Things? What?" Fang Kun was stunned.

"You're fucking pretending to be garlic with me." He shouted angrily. Han Sanqian was definitely the most nervous person in the world for anything Su Yingxia had. Seeing that Fang Kun was still pretending to be stupid, he immediately became angry and clenched his hand and punched him.

boom!

Fang Kun avoided in a hurry, but when he turned around, he was so scared that he stared at him!

Behind me, a huge hole was blasted out of the tent, and a half-meter gully was left on the ground.

What kind of damn power is this? Can one punch be like this?!

This is not an exaggeration, but a pervert!

"Young master, be careful."

But just as he was afraid, he heard a few subordinates shouting urgently. Fang Kun hurriedly turned around, and Han Sanqian had attacked again.

Fierce and domineering!

Call directly!

"Bang!"

In a hurry, there was no way to hide. Fang Kun suddenly used the sword in his hand to block it. With a loud bang, he felt that the tiger's mouth holding the sword was extremely numb!

And his body was even more shocked by a strange force, and he took several steps!

Fang Kun's face turned cold, he bit his teeth, pulled away his sword, and started fighting with Han Sanqian directly.

The boss came on, and even if the group of confidants were afraid, they had to bite the bullet and stayed there and watched the show. They all drew their swords to surround them.

For a moment, the heroes fought for three thousand, and the small tent was instantly disintegrated. The group of people became wider and wider, which alarmed their other disciples and joined the beating one by one.

"Not good, no good."

At the other end, Lu Ruoxin's tent, a disciple hurriedly ran in. Lu Ruoxin was so angry that he was about to die of Han Sanqian. The seventh elder had just come in for a while and chatted with her for a long time. The disciple rushed in with a trance.

Lu Ruoxin was angry on the spot and didn't even move his hands. The disciple was knocked over to the ground as soon as he knelt down and rolled for dozens of meters. When he got up from the ground in a hurry, his left face was already red and blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth!

"What are you doing in a panic? The rules on the top of the Blue Mountain in your eyes are gone?" Lu Ruoxin shouted angrily.

The disciple was frightened and was extremely painful to beat him. He hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy: "I know my mistake, but I deserve to die. Please forgive me."

Lu Ruoxin's expression remained unchanged and said, "I want to hear what makes you so panic, let's talk."

"Han... Han Sanqian fought with the Desert City." The disciple said anxiously.

When he heard this, the seventh elder stood up and was about to go out. However, at this moment, Lu Ruoxin shook his hand and signaled that the seventh elder should not be nervous. He raised his eyebrows, as if he was very dissatisfied with the disciple's panic, and said, "Just for this?"

As soon as Lu Ruoxin said, the disciple was stunned for a moment. Even the Seventh Elder was a little confused at this time, and he couldn't help but look at Lu Ruoxin strangely.

What's the meaning?

Isn't this a matter worth panic?!

"Princess, not only is there a group of masters besieging Han Sanqian in the Desert City, but also many desert soldiers have joined in. The situation is extremely dangerous. Han Sanqian is not you..." The disciple was very aggrieved and confused.

The power of the Blue Mountain Pavilion can be used, and this only exists in one possibility in the entire Blue Mountain Top!

That is this person, or this matter, which is absolutely important on the top of the Blue Mountains!

And this time, when used on Han Sanqian, in fact, in the eyes of all the disciples on the top of Blue Mountain, it is equivalent to acquiescing that Han Sanqian is their future son-in-law on the top of Blue Mountain.

Then the future son-in-law has been besieged, how can he not be anxious?

Can he not report this to Lu Ruoxin quickly? Otherwise, if anything happens and the son-in-law suffers future injuries, he may not be able to die a hundred times at that time.

The seventh elder also stood up in a hurry and reminded softly: "Miss, Han Sanqian has just recovered from a serious illness. The Desert City is an overseas family. The martial arts are unique, I am worried..."

"Are you worried that Han Sanqian will suffer a big loss?" Lu Ruoxin asked with a gentle look.

The Seventh Elder nodded undeniably. The foreign aristocratic families are not the Central Plains Dharma, so they are naturally strange and strange. It is common to suffer secret losses when they are unfamiliar. Therefore, even Han Sanqian cannot be excluded.

Secondly, Han Sanqian's current body is just a serious illness, which will undoubtedly make it worse during the battle.

Lu Ruoxin just smiled softly and stopped talking. He glanced at the seventh elder, then glanced at the disciple kneeling on the ground. He stopped getting angry, but instead smiled and said, "You go out and take a look, and then come in and notify us."

The disciple was confused, but he still did it. A few minutes later, the guy came back.

"How?" Lu Ruoxin said with a smile.
Chapter completed!