Strongest Eccentric Consort

"I make you stand still!"

His voice grew colder and tougher!

At the same time as the exit, Heaven and Earth's vitality surged, and a strong resistance suddenly appeared in front of Lou Qianxue.

Even the space around her was blocked.

Lou Qianxue can't do anything!

Her steps stopped in place, her white dress was dancing with the wind, her beautiful little face showed an unpleasant color, and her eyes were full of coldness.

She tilted her head slightly, her perfectly lined face facing the people of the holy tower, condensing the man who appeared suddenly: "You people in the holy tower are really annoying, do you think I really dare not provoke you?"

Although it was a casual glance, she also saw that the face was handsome, but she seemed to be generally a little older than the other sacred disciples.

The whole body breath is cold and strong, giving people an unfathomable feeling.

His eyes were sharp and confident, and the golden sacred luck behind him was so rich that it was shocking.

From the beginning of the controversy of the saint son to now, she has never seen a person's holy luck, so many!

Compared with the other's luck, her luck is simply the difference between a six or seven-year-old child and an adult!

It's almost not a star!

Not to mention that the opponent's cultivation base is also unfathomable. Lou Qianxue twisted his eyebrows, faintly feeling that he might have encountered a very difficult opponent!

She had met Ke Qingsong and Yuan Haoran, the disciple of the Holy Tower before, and she didn't care much. Even if she fought against the eight disciples of the Holy Tower before, she didn't find it very difficult.

But now, only one Sacred Tower disciple appeared, which made her instantly vigilant, almost everywhere in her body, clamoring for danger!

The moment she turned around, Yuan Haomiao's eyes fell on her face, still cold, strong, and very calm: "Return the holy luck to them."

He also had no intention of killing people, and even if it weren't for his brother and the others in Santa's appearance at this time, he felt that the majesty of Sita was offended, and he didn't even have the idea of ​​speaking to Lou Qianxue!

People like Lou Qianxue are not in his eyes.

In his eyes, it was the top enchanting evildoer in the holy tower to the extreme, the true pride of heaven.

"I'm sorry, I'm not a generous person. I don't want to take away what is already mine!"

The Poyun Sword appeared again, Lou Qianxue said rather cynically without a trace of respect between his expression.

Yuan Haomiao looked down again, landing on Poyun Sword, a sharp light flashed across his eyes, and said again: "Good sword!"

He couldn't guess that it was a Tier 10 spiritual tool, but he felt that it was at least a Tier 8 or Tier 9 spiritual tool.

This kind of spirit weapon, even the holy tower is very rare.

At the first glance he saw it, he was a little tempted, and even, of course, felt that the sword should belong to him.

"Give me this sword, and I can let you go without taking away your luck."

Lou Qianxue looked strange: "Why should I give you my sword?"

"Because that is a good sword, and you are not good enough for that sword!"

"This is really funny, my sword, I don't deserve it, can you match it?"

Yuan Haomiao looked calm, and naturally said, "Yes, I am the owner it wants!"

He believes that a powerful spirit weapon has its own spirituality. Such a high-level spirit sword will never want to follow a weak person. Only in the hands of a strong person like him can this spirit sword play its role.

Compared to that woman, Spirit Sword definitely wants to follow him!