Lu Ruoxin's question was casual, but it made the seventh elder even more confused and looked at the disciple eagerly.
The disciple glanced at the seventh elder, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes, then looked at Lu Ruoxin, and then said: "Still... still fighting."
"but……"
"But what?" the seventh elder asked urgently.
"However, Han Sanqian was able to come and go freely under the siege of thousands of people. Although it was difficult to escape, Fang Kun, as the main initiator... he couldn't withstand it at all."
"You mean, Han Sanqian currently has the upper hand in the siege of the Desert City?" the Seventh Elder frowned and asked in wonder.
The disciple was unwilling to admit it, but this was a fact he saw with his own eyes after he went out, and he had to believe it!
"Yes...yes!" After a moment of hesitation, the disciple had to grit his teeth and agree even if he was unwilling to admit it.
With the disciple's nod, the seventh elder couldn't help but take a breath of air!
This...this is okay?!
As the person in charge of treating Han Sanqian throughout the three days, the Seventh Elder believed that he understood Han Sanqian's situation better than anyone else.
Just recovered from a serious illness!
Moreover, he just woke up after being in a coma for two days!
If it had been anyone else, let alone fighting, even thinking of getting up would be as difficult as climbing to the sky. But he was lucky. Not only did he get up, he could also fight with others. Not only did he fight, but he also fought in groups.
It’s still the kind of one-on-one group fight.
"Is this guy made of iron?" The seventh elder couldn't help but ask questions deep in his soul.
He had heard about Han Sanqian's perversion before. After learning that Lu Ruoxin personally took the people from Lanshan Pavilion to save him, he even inquired about this person.
But seeing it once is better than hearing it a hundred times!
"I don't know what he does, but the name Miracle Worker is not for nothing." Seeing Han Sanqian's performance so shocked the seventh elder, Lu Ruoxin's previous depression was finally wiped away.
Clean.
The man he likes is a dragon among men, so naturally he praises him. Isn’t it also about praising himself?!
"No wonder you are as stable as a mountain and don't panic at all. It turns out that you are already confident of his strength."
"No, actually I don't know his strength. In other words, no one in this world knows how strong this guy is. I just believe in him." Lu Ruoxin laughed softly.
The seventh elder frowned: "You don't even understand his strength?"
She doesn't understand, even Lu Ruoxin doesn't understand. Although she thinks she knows Han Sanqian very well and has dealt with Han Sanqian several times, she doesn't know Han Sanqian's strength.
Because every time you think you have pushed him to his limit, but every time, he always bursts out with more powerful strength.
From the top of Qishan Mountain to the learning skills of the old sweeper, to the battle at Trapped Dragon Mountain, and then here...
He seems to be like a child, growing continuously.
No one knows where his limit is, maybe it's the sky, maybe it's this world, maybe... it's more than that.
"No wonder he was chosen by my young lady. This boy is like a dragon." The Seventh Elder smiled and then stood up: "I would like to open my eyes to see how Han Sanqian can sweep through thousands of armies!"
Walk!
As he smiled, he led the disciple who was kneeling on the ground and walked out.
Looking at their leaving figures, Lu Ruoxin first smiled softly, but then, another disciple hurriedly walked in and handed a secret report into Lu Ruoxin's hands.
"Have you checked it out?"
"Very clear."
Hearing this, Lu Ruoxin's smile disappeared long ago, and was replaced by endless anger. Her eyes looked like cannibalism. She slammed her palm on the table and shouted angrily: "Bitch!"
Suddenly, the corners of her eyes shrank, and she suddenly grabbed her fisted hand: "You forced me, you bitch, do you think you can escape my control?"
After saying that, she suddenly sneered sinisterly.
At this time, outside the camp, there were thunder, fire, explosions, and the shouts of killing shook the sky.
Han Sanqian stands with a jade sword in his hand, the heavenly fire and the moon turn into red and blue bows and arrows, the totems of the four gods and beasts rise up, and black energy and golden light emerge.
Buzz!
Eight golden bodies transformed!
Wow!
Thousands of swords hang in the sky!
On the ground, tens of thousands of armored men in the desert city drew their swords and attacked. Mixed with Fang Kun from the sky and a group of cronies, they attacked with great force and force.
As Han Sanqian landed one by one!
Bang bang bang!
Thousands of soldiers instantly wrapped it up, and the hundred soldiers inside, mixed with the spear-wielding soldiers behind them, instantly fell with spears and swords, which was a powerful force!
drink!
As everyone drank, the guns and swords pressed down crazily, trying to pin Han Sanqian firmly inside. In the sky, Fang Kun also led several of his close followers to launch attacks together, and several cold rays of light fell from the sky.
Pressured by guns and swords.
Bang bang bang!
Suddenly, 10,000 downward-pressing guns and swords were suddenly lifted up by strange force, and the two innermost layers of soldiers were directly overturned several meters, so that the entire 10,000-person army collapsed like dominoes!
A figure flew straight from the ground to the sky!
"What?" Fang Kun was shocked and looked up to the sky!
