When they were boasting nonsense just now, they probably would never have imagined that when Han Sanqian actually appeared in front of them, they did not show up and kill Han Sanqian with one punch as they had boasted.
On the contrary, when Han Sanqian actually appeared in front of them, they all became frightened.
Moreover, the cowardice is thorough and the cowardice is exaggerated!
Let alone knocking Han Sanqian down with one punch, no one would even dare to fart, let alone hit someone with a fist.
"Didn't you just say you were going to hit me? Is that you?" As Han Sanqian looked at someone, that person suddenly turned pale with fear and staggered back two steps!
"Or maybe it's you!" Han Sanqian chuckled and turned to another person.
The man was almost the same as the last man. He shook his head in a hurry and then took a few steps back.
Han Sanqian frowned coldly, glanced at everyone, and forced the dozen or so trusted confidants present in the Fang family to retreat in fear.
No one can touch its edge. These seven words are the most true portrayal of this moment.
The wild talk just now seemed even more absurd and ridiculous at this time.
His subordinates were panicked, and so was the boss Fang Kun. When Han Sanqian looked back at him, he felt as if his heart had jumped to his throat.
"What do you want...what do you want to do?" Fang Kun retreated behind the chair while constantly groping for the golden sword he put there. At this time, only weapons could make his trembling heart find the slightest trace of hope.
comfort.
Han Sanqian didn't answer and walked over with a cold face.
As Han Sanqian approached, large beads of sweat on Fang Kun's forehead continued to fall down his forehead, and all kinds of weird pictures kept popping up in his mind.
For example, how will Han Sanqian deal with him if he stays for a while, 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 was already in front of him, he suddenly woke up. When he saw Han Sanqian so close to him, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
"Where are the things?" Han Sanqian said coldly.
"Something? What thing?" Fang Kun was stunned.
"You're still fucking pretending to be stupid with me." He shouted angrily. Han Sanqian was definitely the most nervous person in the world for anything Su Yingxia had. Seeing Fang Kun still pretending to be stupid, he immediately became angry and held his hands.
, and blasted away with one punch.
boom!
Fang Kun dodged in a hurry, but when he looked back, his eyes widened in fear!
Behind him, a huge hole was blown out of the tent, and a half-meter-long ravine was left on the ground.
What the hell kind of power is this? Can you hit like this with one punch?!
This is not an exaggeration, but a perversion!
"Young Master, be careful."
But just as he was frightened, he heard a few men shouting urgently. Fang Kun turned around in a hurry, and Han Sanqian was already attacking again.
Swift and domineering!
Just call me directly!
"Bang!"
In a hurry, with no way to hide, Fang Kun suddenly used the sword in his hand to block it. With a loud noise, he only felt that the tiger's mouth where he was holding the sword was extremely numb!
Under the impact of a strange force, his body took several steps back!
Fang Kun's face turned cold, he gritted his teeth, put away his sword, and started fighting Han Sanqian.
The big boss was here, and a group of cronies, no matter how scared they were, had no choice but to bite the bullet. They dared not stay there to watch the show, and surrounded him with knives.
At one time, three thousand heroes were fighting, and the small tent was instantly disintegrated. The group of people fought wider and wider, so much so that they alerted their other disciples, who joined in the siege one by one.
"It's not good, it's not good."
At the other end of Lu Ruoxin's tent, a disciple hurriedly ran in. Lu Ruoxin had just been so angry that Han Sanqian was dying. The seventh elder had just come in for a while and had a long chat with her, and then this disciple rushed in secretly.
Lu Ruoxin was so angry on the spot that he didn't even move his hands. As soon as the disciple knelt down, he was instantly knocked to the ground and rolled for dozens of meters. When he hurriedly got up from the ground, the left side of his face was red and the corner of his mouth was bleeding.
DC!
"What are you doing in a hurry? In your eyes, the rules on the top of the Blue Mountain are all gone?" Lu Ruoxin shouted angrily.
The disciple was so frightened that the beating was extremely painful. He hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy: "I know my mistake. I deserve to die. Please forgive me, princess."
Lu Ruoxin's expression did not change and she said, "I would like to hear what made you so panicked. Tell me."
"Han...Han Sanqian is fighting with Desert City." The disciple said anxiously.
Upon hearing this, the seventh elder hurriedly stood up and was about to walk out. But at this moment, Lu Ruoxin waved his hand, indicating 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's words came out, the disciple was stunned for a moment. Even the seventh elder was a little confused at this time and couldn't help but look at Lu Ruoxin strangely.
What's the meaning?
Isn’t this something worth worrying about?!
"Princess, not only are a group of experts besieging Han Sanqian over there in the desert city, but many desert soldiers have also joined in. The situation is extremely dangerous. Han Sanqian is not you..." The disciple felt aggrieved and confused.
Being able to use the power of the Blue Mountain Pavilion on the top of the Blue Mountain is only a possibility in the entire top of the Blue Mountain!
That is this person, or this thing, absolutely plays a decisive role in the top of the Blue Mountain!
And this time, using it on Han Sanqian, in fact, in the eyes of all the disciples at the top of the Blue Mountain, it is equivalent to acknowledging the fact that Han Sanqian is their future uncle at the top of the Blue Mountain.
Then the future uncle is being besieged, can he not be anxious?
Can he not report this matter to Lu Ruoxin quickly? Otherwise, if anything happens and my uncle is injured in the future, he may die a hundred times and not be able to repay it.
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 also a foreign family with strange skills. I am worried..."
"Are you worried that Han Sanqian will suffer a big loss?" Lu Ruoxin gently raised her head and asked.
The Seventh Elder nodded unequivocally. Foreign aristocratic families, not from the Central Plains sect, are naturally strange and strange. It is common for them to suffer hidden losses in unfamiliar situations. Therefore, even Han Sanqian cannot be excluded.
Secondly, Han Sanqian's current body is just recovering from a serious illness, which will undoubtedly make it worse for him during the war.
Lu Ruoxin just smiled softly, stopped talking, glanced at the seventh elder, and then at the disciple kneeling on the ground. She was no longer angry, but smiled and said: "Go out and take a look, and then come in and inform us."
The disciple was confused, but he still did it. A few minutes later, the guy came back.
