With the power of thousands of troops in the desert city, he actually...
It actually works...
He looked at Han Sanqian in mid-air in disbelief, and really couldn't figure out why!
Are they too weak?
But these ten thousand troops are not even afraid of those demon monks, so it can only be that Han Sanqian is too strong?!
Unknowingly, blood flowed gently from the corner of his mouth. He gathered the power of more than a dozen of his cronies, and not only did he not help the soldiers suppress Han Sanqian, but he was suddenly rushed up by Han Sanqian, which really backfired on him and injured him.
"One sword, breaking the sky!"
Suddenly, Han Sanqian grasped the jade sword in his hand and stood facing the ground, frivolous in his hand!
"Broken!" With a slight clap of his hand, the sword under his palm suddenly became crystal clear. Then, a majestic force suddenly broke away from the sword body and fell straight to the ground.
boom!!!
The dust and smoke on the ground instantly flew several meters away, like a wave from the Nine Heavens that suddenly hit the ground, and then dispersed crazily in all directions. Countless soldiers suddenly fell on their backs.
"good!"
At this time, the seventh elder couldn't help but exclaimed. There was no worldliness or any other factors. He was simply impressed by this sword falling from the sky!
One sword can conquer a city, but that's it!
"You!" Fang Kun saw all kinds of disciples being directly knocked down by the sword energy. He couldn't help but became furious and frightened at the same time. He angrily scolded Han Sanqian, but he had no confidence after all!
At this time, Han Sanqian moved his hand, and the jade sword immediately flew into his hand. He accelerated and rushed towards Fang Kun!
"Fuck you." Fang Kun cursed and became angry. He picked up the long sword in his hand and was about to step forward: "I'll f*ck with you..."
"brush!"
The cold jade sword had been pressed against the knot of his throat since I don't know when.
No more, no less!
"What do you want to do with me?" With his handsome face and cold words, Han Sanqian appeared in front of Fang Kun, leaving him unparalleled in historical data and shocking him!
"I..." Fang Kun didn't know what to say.
Naturally, he wants to fight you, but before he even takes action, the opponent's sword is already closing his throat. What courage and qualifications does he have to say that?!
"Where are the things?" Han Sanqian said coldly.
"What?" Fang Kun asked suspiciously.
"Still pretending to be stupid!" He shouted coldly, turned around, and kicked Fang Kun directly in the face. Fang Kun didn't understand what was going on, so he directly kicked Fang Kun with a shoe mark on his face.
Flying to the ground!
"Little Lord!"
A group of cronies hurriedly chased after him, all of them nervous.
However, as soon as this group of cronies came over, a black shadow appeared from the sky. Before several of them could raise their hands, they were directly knocked away several meters by the rushing Han Sanqian.
Using the force of his dive, he grabbed Fang Kun's neck and rubbed the back of his body for several meters. Only then did Han Sanqian stop.
The dirt scraped out of poor Fang Kun's head was nearly half a meter thick, and the traces of his body on the ground were dozens of meters away!
"Hand it or not!"
When Han Sanqian got stuck, not only did Fang Kun's neck hurt sharply, but the friction between his back and the ground caused blood and soil to mix together and bite the wounds on his back that were rotten by friction. Not to mention his head, even though it was just his body.
The body is constantly rubbing, and the head is just scraping dirt...
But like a snowball, the force endured by my head felt like it hit a big mountain in the end.
"Faith, yes faith!"
Suddenly, a confidant from the ground finally remembered what Han Sanqian had always wanted.
In the past three days, this group of people had already forgotten about Su Yingxia's letter while singing and drinking. In addition, Han Sanqian's sudden appearance frightened the group of people into panic, and naturally they forgot about the matter.
.
At this time, someone finally realized what Han Sanqian wanted.
Fang Kun pointed to the left side of his chest, and Han Sanqian moved his hand. After flipping through it, he found the letter that was extremely important to him.
After getting the letter, Han Sanqian let go of Fang Kun's hand, turned around and walked towards the woods in the distance without even looking at Fang Kun.
Su Yingxia's letter is naturally a treasure, and she must read it alone.
"Hold!"
Being lifted up from the ground by his cronies, Fang Kun was in an extreme state of embarrassment. The clothes on his back were completely ruined. There were only countless scratches and broken strips caused by friction. There was also a big footprint on his face. There was no trace of his previous sense of loyalty.
hair.
Glancing at Han Sanqian's back, Fang Kun sighed in disgust: "Damn it, does he really think he is great? I just don't wear gold armor!"
"Han Sanqian, I will have to settle this account with you sooner or later!"
Cursing, with the help of everyone, Fang Kun walked toward his camp in embarrassment.
"He went to read the letter!"
At this time, a follower entered Lu Ruoxin's tent and said softly.
In Lu Ruoxin's hand, she was gently stroking Mi, the cat she had carried for a long time.
The cat was eating the food next to it with relish, purring in its mouth, and the food was a human hand.
Hearing the servant's words, Lu Ruoxin raised her head and smiled softly...
