Chapter 1826

"I told you to stop!"

His voice more and more cold, also more and more tough!

At the same time, Tiandi Yuanli is surging rapidly, and a strong resistance suddenly appears in front of the building Qianxue.

Even the space around her was blocked.

It's hard to walk with snow!

Her feet stop in place, white dress dancing with the wind, beautiful face, showing a color of displeasure, between the eyebrows and eyes, is also full of cold.

She slightly side of the head, the perfect line of the side face to the pagoda people, condensation suddenly appeared man: "you tower people are really upset, do you think, I really dare not provoke you?"

Although at random, she also saw that she was handsome, but she generally looked a little older than other tower disciples.

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

Eyes are very sharp, but also very confident, behind the golden holy luck, is more rich to the point of shocking.

From the beginning of the battle for the son to now, she has never seen a person's holy luck so much!

Her holy luck is the gap between a child of six or seven years old and an adult!

Almost not a little bit!

Not to mention that the other party's accomplishments are also unpredictable. Lou Qianxue twisted his eyebrows and vaguely felt that he might have met a very difficult opponent!

She didn't care much when she met Ko Qingsong and Yuan Haoran, the disciples of the holy tower. Even though she fought with eight disciples of the holy tower, she didn't feel very difficult.

But now, only one disciple of the pagoda appeared, which made her instantly alert. Almost everywhere in her body, she was shouting danger!

When she turned around, yuan Haomiao's eyes fell on her face, still cold, strong, and very calm: "return the holy luck to them."

He didn't mean to kill anyone. Even if his brother and the rest of the tower didn't look so embarrassed that he felt that the dignity of the tower was offended. He didn't even have the idea of talking to Lou Qianxue!

Lou Qianxue is not in his eyes.

In his eyes, he is the top evil spirit in the holy tower to the extreme, the real favored son of heaven.

"I'm sorry, I'm not a generous person. I don't want to take anything that belongs to me!"

Broken cloud sword appears again, Lou Qianxue looks without a trace of respect, rather cynical said.

Yuan Haomiao's sight moved down again and fell on the broken cloud sword. A sharp light swept through his eyes, and he spoke again: "good sword!"

He couldn't guess that it was a ten level artifact, but he felt it, at least eight, nine.

Even the pagoda is very rare.

At the first sight he saw, he was somewhat moved. He even, of course, felt that the sword should belong to him.

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

Lou Qianxue looks strange: "my sword, why should I give it to you?"

"Because it's a good sword, and you don't deserve it!"

"This is really funny. I can't match my sword. Can you match it?"

Yuan Haomiao looked calm, of course: "yes, I am the master it wants!"

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

Compared with that woman, spirit sword definitely wants to follow him!

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