Hong Huang: The opening game saved Hongjun, but added a chat group

“Haha, hahaha, little Qian girl, you can rest assured to attack, don’t be afraid, the powerful body of this king is not something you can hurt!”

Nachi Yuhaha laughed maniacally, but he was on guard.

He is the king of the Jiuli clan, although he is cruel and warlike, but he is by no means a brainless reckless man, but a wise king.

He concentrated all the strength in his body on the position where Nie Xiaoqian hit him.

At the same time, three of the six hands swung out violently, like a giant palm, and struck Nie Xiaoqian fiercely.

Those three huge and incomparable hands, like three mountain peaks, covered Nie Xiaoqian’s death, and there was nowhere to hide.

The four people of Ah Zi’s two pillars all exclaimed in unison, “Don’t, Xiaoqian (sister) girl!” ”

These three palms together, even if they are as powerful as Marquis Woban, they are definitely dead and alive, not to mention the ghost body of Nie Xiaoqian who does not even have a body.

“Little girl, admit defeat! Hahaha! ”

I only heard Chiu laugh wildly.

Who knows, his maniacal laughter was not stopped, but it stopped abruptly, and then, he saw his demon-like body, boomed, and with Nie Xiaoqian’s white hand as snow, it flew out far away, hit the wall of the duel arena, and was bounced back heavily and fell into the field.

His mountain-like demon body was also rapidly getting smaller and returning to its original appearance.

However, he coughed loudly in his mouth, and mouthful after mouthful of demon blood spurted out, and he could no longer stand up.

Nie Xiaoqian didn’t expect that a palm would really defeat this God of War Qianyou, and it was a big defeat, and it was such an understatement.

She had never fought, but she knew that she must obey the words of the war saint, strike out the surging power in her body, and defeat this war god Qianyou, without looking at the mountain of giant palms waved by Qianyou high in the air.

If you look at it, maybe this palm will be too scared to wave.

At this time, the entire chat group duel arena was dead silent.

Everyone looked at Qian You lying on the ground, and at Nie Xiaoqian’s weak and illusory figure standing on the side.

It’s true?

Such a powerful god-like war god Qian You was defeated by Nie Xiaoqian’s fluttering palm?

And still a blood spouting from the mouth for a big defeat?

This is the power of the sweat hair in Nie Xiaoqian’s hand, a sweat hair of the saint, it has such a powerful power?

Everyone knows that Nie Xiaoqian’s defeat with one palm was not defeated by Nie Xiaoqian, but the power of Xiao Zhan’s sweat.

An insignificant hair can have such infinite power!

Far beyond the imagination of this crowd!

Although the world they are in is also a powerful world, they have never heard of such a powerful sweat in the world!

In the end, everyone’s eyes were no longer staring at Qi You, who was coughing up blood on the ground, but all focused on Nie Xiaoqian’s left hand.

That gaze seemed to penetrate Nie Xiaoqian’s left hand, peel out that sweaty hair, and take it for himself.

“Ah, I want sweat hair, little Qian girl, borrow this sweat hair from me!”

The first to react, his eyes lit up, and it was Na Uchiha Sasuke who rushed towards Nie Xiaoqian.

If he possessed this Battle Saint’s hair, then he would return to their Hokage World and remain the most powerful being, and all his expectations could be fulfilled, and all those things could be brought back.

Seeing these two pillars rushing over, Nie Xiaoqian was so frightened that she retreated one after another.

Although this is a sweaty hair, it is Lord Zhan Sheng, and she has no power to lend anyone.

Besides, this hair is so powerful, she also needs it very much.

She knew that she couldn’t delay for a few more days, and that old demon of the Black Mountain would definitely force her grandmother to marry him off, otherwise, it would bring endless disasters to her grandmothers.

“This little brother, this sweat hair is from the War Saint Lord, I can’t lend it to you casually!”

Nie Xiaoqian said repeatedly.

“Lord War Saint, quickly pluck a sweat hair to Ah Zi, Ah Zi has a sweat hair of War Saint Lord, he can definitely tie his brother-in-law firmly to his side, and never leave Ah Zi again, at that time, his brother-in-law is Ah Zi’s alone, no one can take it, not even the dead sister!”

Lord War Saint, Brother War Saint, please, whatever you want me to do, I promise you! ”

The most clever was Ah Zi, not running to Nie Xiaoqian, but running directly to Xiao Zhan’s side, holding his arm, and shaking it.

To be honest, Xiao Zhan does not like this A Zi very much, for the purpose, unscrupulous, cold-hearted, right and wrong, is a little devil.

Just moved by her infatuation.

A Zi shouted, the two pillars only woke up, also learned A Zi, held Xiao Zhan’s other arm, shook, and said coquettishly: “Lord Battle Saint, please give Sasuke a hair too, whatever you want me to do, I promise you!” ”

Xiao Zhan couldn’t help but feel a chill, Erzhuzi, don’t you want to be like this!

What about your pride? What about your coldness? What about your arrogance?

It was the old Marquis of Woban and the white-bearded captain who also stepped forward and stood in front of Xiao Zhan, staring straight at him, their eyes showing the thirst of a wolf, and they couldn’t wait to rush forward, stripped Xiao Zhan’s clothes and plucked the sweat hairs on his body.