When they were just blowing their big sarcasm, they were afraid that they could never imagine that when Han Qianqian really appeared in front of them, they did not appear to kill Han Qianqian with one punch as they had blown.
On the contrary, when they were confronted with Han Qianqian's real appearance in front of them, they were all cowardly.
And how completely and exaggeratedly they wimped out!
Not to mention punching Han Qianqian to death, even if they farted, no one dared to do so, let alone raise their fists to hit someone.
"Didn't you guys just say you were going to beat me up? Was it you?" As Han Qianqian's eyes looked at someone, that person instantly turned white with fear and staggered back two steps!
"Or maybe it was you!" Han Qianqian laughed lightly and turned to another person.
That man, almost like the last one, hurriedly waved his head in panic and then retreated a few steps.
With a cold stare, Han Qianqian swept his eyes over everyone, scaring the dozen or so cronies present who were all prominent in the Fang family backwards.
These seven words were the truest reflection of the situation.
The ranting and raving of the party was even more absurd and ridiculous at this moment.
When Han Qianqian looked back at him, he felt as if his heart had jumped up into his throat.
"What do you want ...... you want?" Fang Kun retreated to the back of his chair while constantly fumbling in his hand for the golden sword he had placed there, at this point, only a weapon could allow his trembling heart to find the slightest comfort at this time.
Han Qianqian did not reply and walked straight over with a cold face.
As Han Qianqian approached, beans of sweat fell from Fang Kun's forehead, and all sorts of weird images kept popping up in his head.
For example, how will Han Qianqian deal with himself later, or what kind of moves this guy will make, and how he should deal with them ......
The more Fang Kun thought about it, the more nervous he became, so much so that he only came to his senses when Han Qianqian was already in front of him, and once he saw how close Han Qianqian was to him, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
"Where's the stuff?" Han Qianqian said in a cold voice.
"Stuff? What stuff?" Fang Kun froze.
"Still fucking pretending with me." With an angry shout, for anything Su Yingxia had, Han Qianqian was definitely the most nervous person in this world, seeing that Fang Kun was still playing dumb here, he instantly became angry and with a grip in his hand, he blasted away with a fist.
Boom!
Fang Kun dodged in a hurry, but his eyes were wide with fear!
Behind him, a huge hole was blown through the tent and a half-metre gouge was left in the ground.
What the hell kind of power is this? A single punch could do that?
This was not an exaggeration, but a perversion!
"Young master, be careful."
But just as he was just reeling, at that moment, he only heard a few of his men shouting sharply, and Fang Kun hurriedly turned around, and over there, Han Qianqian was once again already attacking.
It was swift and overwhelming!
It came straight across!
"Bang!"
In his haste, Fang Kun was unable to dodge, so he fiercely used his sword to block it.
With a loud sound, he felt his tiger's mouth go numb, and his body retreated several steps under the impact of a strange force!
Fang Kun's face was cold, and with a grit of his teeth, he put his sword away and fought Han Qianqian directly.
When the big man took the field, even if they were afraid, they had to fight with their heads up, so they didn't dare to stay where they were and watch the show.
In a moment, the group of three thousand warriors, and the small tent was instantly disintegrated, as the gang fought wider and wider, so much so that they alerted their other disciples, who joined the siege one by one.
"It's not good, it's not good."
At that end, Lu Ruoxin's tent, at this time a disciple hurriedly ran in, Lu Ruoxin had just sent being furious with Han Qianqian, the seventh elder had only come in for a while, chatting with her at length, when this disciple rushed in with a ghostly head.
The disciple just knelt down and was instantly knocked to the ground, rolling for tens of meters, and when he scrambled up from the ground, the left side of his face was already red and blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth!
"What are you panicking about? Do you think the rules at the top of Blue Mountain are gone?" Lu Ruoxin shouted angrily.
The disciple was terrified, and the beating was extremely painful, so he hurriedly knelt down and begged for forgiveness: "I know I was wrong, I deserve to die, please forgive me, Princess."
Lu Ruoxin's face did not change as she said, "I would like to hear what has caused you to panic so much, tell me."
"Han ...... Han three thousand and the Desert City are fighting." The disciple said in an urgent voice.
Upon hearing this, the seventh elder hurriedly stood up and was about to walk out, but at that moment, Lu Ruoxin shook her hand, indicating that the seventh elder did not need to be nervous, and with the corner of her eyebrows raised, she seemed to be very dissatisfied with the disciple's panic and said, "Just for this matter?"
When Lu Ruoxin's words came out, that disciple instantly froze, and even the Seventh Elder was a bit confused at this point, and couldn't help but look at Lu Ruoxin in a strange manner.
What do you mean?
Wasn't this matter worth panicking about?!
"Princess, not only is a group of experts over at the Desert City besieging Han Qianqian, even many desert soldiers have joined in, the situation is extremely dangerous, Han Qianqian is not your ...... disciple," the disciple was aggrieved and confused.
To be able to make the top of the Blue Mountains use the power of the Blue Mountain Pavilion, this in the entire top of the Blue Mountains, only exists in one possibility!
That is, this person, or this matter, was definitely of great importance to the top of Blue Mountain!
And this time, when it was used on Han Qianqian, in fact, in the eyes of all the disciples at the top of Blue Mountain, it was equivalent to tacitly acknowledging the fact that Han Qianqian was their future aunt at the top of Blue Mountain.
That future aunt had been besieged, could he not be anxious?
Could he not hurry to report this to Lu Ruoxin? Otherwise, once anything happened and the aunt was injured by the future, he was afraid that even if he died a hundred times by then, it wouldn't be enough to taste it back.
The seventh elder also stood up anxiously at this time, and gently reminded, "Miss, Han three thousand is only recovering from a serious illness, and the Desert City is a family outside of the country, with strange gong methods, I am worried ......"
"You're worried that Han Qianqian will suffer a big loss?" Lu Ruoxin gently raised her head and asked.
The seventh elder nodded indisputably, the overseas family, non-Chinese method, naturally peculiar and strange, in the unfamiliarity of the situation to eat a dark loss is a common occurrence. Therefore, even Han Qianqian could not be ruled out.
The second thing was that Han Qianqian's body was now only recovering from a serious illness, which would undoubtedly add to his woes during the battle.
Lu Ruoxin, however, only smiled gently and stopped speaking, glancing at the Seventh Elder and sweeping a glance at the disciples kneeling on the ground, no longer angry, instead she smiled and said, "Go out again and take a look, then come back in to inform us."
The disciple was puzzled, but did as he was told, and a few minutes later, the guy returned.
"How was it?" Lu Ruoxin laughed.