"Han Qianqian, be careful!" Seeing the situation on Fang Kun's side, Lu Ruoxin, no matter how angry she was, was still worried about the man in her heart, so she could not help but shout urgently towards Han Qianqian.
Almost at the moment when Lu Ruoxin spoke, Fang Kun was already holding a long sword and shouted angrily, his body flew towards Han Qianqian at a very fast speed.
Because of the close proximity and the fact that Han Qianqian had already let go of Fang Kun, he thought that he had already lost the fight, so he let his guard down.
This was a fact that everyone could see with their own eyes.
Whether it was Lu Ruoxin's urgent cry, or the Seventh Elder's and others' slight frown at the moment, sighing at Fang Kun's unsuccessful victory and shamelessness, all of them illustrated Fang Kun's shamefulness and the danger Han Qianqian was in.
Han Qianqian also felt the strange change in his breath behind him, his eyes shrunk, and in the next second, the jade sword in his hand backhanded and blocked.
"Ping!"
Almost at the same time, Fang Kun's dark sword also came in violently, and the two swords met, and fire shot out in all directions.
"Drink!"
But the moment the swords met, Fang Kun punched again.
From the moment Han Qianqian fell, Fang Kun had already decided that he must not lose!
Even though Han Qianqian was quick enough to block his fatal sword, he had difficulty blocking the preparedness of others, and in his haste, he prepared to withdraw, but suddenly, Han Qianqian's eyebrows furiously shrank.
There was a sudden pulling-like tearing sound in his entire back, and his body also hurt violently, and his consciousness flickered slightly in an instant.
Forcing himself to endure these uncomfortable feelings, Han Qianqian steeled himself and still withdrew backwards, but because of the sudden huge change in his body, his speed slowed down and his energy also seemed to begin to be disobedient. Facing Fang Kun's fierce punch, Han Qianqian was able to dodge some, but he was no longer able to dodge all of it.
Bang!
Fang Kun's punch directly hit Han Sanqian's abdomen. Although it failed to hit Han Sanqian with 100% full force because of his dodging, at least 50% of the force was covered to Han Sanqian, and in Fang Kun's eyes, it even reached 80% of the force.
Boom!
Almost right after a muffled sound, Han Qianqian's body fell sharply from the air.
"Damn." Cursing lowly, Lu Ruoxin's face was icy cold.
Almost just as Fang Kun was about to strike again, a white silk suddenly flew out and directly bound his hands, and Lu Ruoxin's graceful figure came flying in, hugging Han Qianqian lightly around her waist as she looked coldly at Fang Kun and bellowed, "Enough!"
Fang Kun stared reluctantly at Han Qianqian, whose eyes were already closed and unconscious, and then, in the next moment, said in a cold voice of disdain, "He's lucky, but if you hadn't protected him, with one more punch, I would have killed him!
"Han Qianqian, that's all! Ugh!" Fang Kun cursed in a low voice.
Lu Ruoxin, with a hint of anger in her eyes, said in a cold voice, "Nothing more than that? Isn't it obvious who lost and who won?"
"After all, his wife had given me her wife, so how can I justify not letting him win by a few moves? When I do make a move, he won't even be able to take a single punch from me." Fang Kun said angrily in a cold voice.
As soon as the words left his mouth, Fang Kun raised his right hand with a clenched fist and raised his arm!
"Young Lord is invincible!"
In the distance, the ten thousand soldiers he led immediately shouted in mighty unison.
"Shameless!" Cursing in a low voice, Lu Ruoxin lazily ignored him and flew down to the ground with Han Qianqian in tow.
As Lu Ruoxin brought the men down, the Seventh Elder also waved his hand widely, allowing several of his own inner pavilion disciples to rush forward to help, while he himself slowly rushed towards them at the same time.
Fang Kun also landed close behind, and dozens of his cronies, also with soldiers behind them, rushed over in excitement.
There was almost a consensus that all the soldiers stopped neatly at a distance of twenty metres from Lu Ruoxin and Fang Kun and other bigwigs, with only those ten or so cronies walking up to Fang Kun's side.
"Young master is really powerful, just a few punches and he knocked that Han Qianqian guy down."
"Haha, although we are far away from the Central Plains, however, I did hear that this Han Qianqian has been very hot for some time recently, many people even rumoured that he is the spokesman of some miracle, a devil god, in short, the rumour is called a god, I thought how capable he was, but it turned out to be nothing more than that!"
"That's not true, it's not that Han Qianqian is poor, but simply that our young master is strong. Some people are able to roam the Central Plains, but they don't know that there are people outside of them, and when their luck is up and they meet a bitter master, they are revealed."
"So in the end, it's our young master who is the best."
"Yes, especially that punch, my goodness, it was so powerful that it knocked Han Qianqian out with one punch, if someone hadn't saved him, I'm afraid someone would have lost his life."
"Oh, our young master not only has excellent sword skills, but his fist skills are also very powerful.
"A good one!"
The group of cronies were all happily complimenting Fang Kun, each one full of pride, and at the same time, it also made Fang Kun over there fall into a great ego inflation.
At this moment, although he waved his hand hypocritically on the surface, indicating that there was no need to say so, in reality his heart was already bursting with joy, and he even felt in his eyes that he was already the best in the world!
Not only did he not feel the slightest bit of guilt about his shameless act, but instead he simply chose to ignore it.
"Elder, Han Qianqian is badly injured." At this moment, the disciple who had already rushed to Lu Ruoxin's side and examined Han Qianqian's body suddenly raised his head and reported to the Seventh Elder who had slowly arrived.
"Seriously injured?" The Seventh Elder frowned and took a few steps to Han Qianqian's side and squatted down, then grabbed Han Qianqian's meridians with one hand and carefully examined them.
According to common sense, even if Yu Fangkun had hit Han Qianqian with his punch, Han Qianqian's injury could not be very serious, and this was the reason why the Seventh Elder frowned.
Hearing the disciple's report and the serious look on the Seventh Elder's face after gently touching Han Qianqian's meridians, Lu Ruoxin's heart thudded with worry.
At the same time, she glared angrily at Fang Kun.
Although the Fang family had been friends with the top of the Blue Mountains for generations, and the Fang family head and her own father were even sworn friends, Lu Ruoxin didn't care. If anything happened to Han Qianqian, not to mention Fang Kun, even the Fang family head would not have any face to lose.
When he saw Lu Ruoxin's death glare, Fang Kun was taken aback and staggered backwards, staggering!
And almost at the same time, Lu Ruoxin withdrew her gaze and looked nervously at the Seventh Elder, worrying, "Seventh Elder, how could this happen? What's wrong with Han Qianqian?"
The Seventh Elder raised his hand slightly at that moment, his white eyebrows locked into a tight line!