Strongest Eccentric Consort Chapter 1853: For justice!

At this time.

Looking at Lou Qianxue, Mei Lian, Xue Ji and Jing Hang, who stood under the magnificent crimson Sacred Luck, dressed in white and unparalleled in beauty, these three heavenly arrogances from the Profound Sacred Continent all rose in their hearts. A bit of a bad feeling.

Although he hasn't faced Lou Qianxue yet.

But they vaguely felt that perhaps, this beautiful woman would be the biggest factor for them to enter the Profound Sky Continent to seize the position of the Holy Fate and the Holy Son!

Even if it was Yuan Haomiao before, I just gave them a little attention...

And this Lou Qianxue deserves the name of her suppression generation.

The undefeated monster!

Jing Hang's pale face was extremely gloomy, staring at Lou Qianxue, his eyes changed, as if he was thinking about something.

"You guys said..." Mei Lian whispered, "This Lou Qianxue is better than..."

She hasn't said the name yet...

"Impossible!"

"No!"

Xue Ji and Jing Hang vetoed together: "No matter how powerful Lou Qianxue is, he can't be his opponent!"

Mei Lian nodded and breathed a sigh of relief: "I think so too."

"Cough...cough..." Yuan Haomiao was seriously injured, several ribs were broken in his body, his face was as pale as paper, he kept coughing up blood, and staggered to climb up from the ground. He was proud and high-spirited before. He, at this moment, was incredibly weak.

"You shouldn't be so strong!" He clutched his chest and said coldly to Lou Qianxue, "A few days ago, you were obviously not so strong!"

Lou Qianxue raised her eyebrows: "What's the matter with you?"

At that time, she consumed more than half of her Yuan strength, and the Holy Fortune was not as good as Yuan Haomiao. For Yuan Haomiao, she was naturally weak, but now, her Yuan strength is at its peak, and the Holy Fortune is much more than Yuan Haomiao. If this can't crush Yuan Haomiao, then she doesn't need to continue to practice!

"Do you want to fight again?"

She asked indifferently: "No matter what you choose, I will accompany you to the end."

Yuan Haomiao was silent: "I admit defeat."

"Qianxue won!" Mu Zhanfeng and the others were excited.

"As expected of Qianxue, no matter what kind of opponent, I will never lose!"

"Elder Qianxue is naturally very powerful, otherwise it is impossible to be the elder of our Tianshan Sword Sect!"

The two swordsmen of the Tianshan Sword Sect also showed a rare happy expression.

In any case, they never imagined that an ordinary woman who was brought back from Longmen Town that day would grow to such a degree in a short period of less than two years!

Lou Qianxue glanced at them when she heard the movement, then withdrew her gaze and looked at Yuan Haomiao: "Hand over the Holy Luck."

"You!" Yuan Haomiao's expression changed slightly.

Yuan Haoran and the other Saint Tower disciples were even more angry: "Lou Qianxue, are you crazy?"

"Even if you are more powerful than Young Master Haomiao, when you board the White Jade Seat, you can only sit on a White Jade Seat. With the Holy Luck of Young Master Haomiao, he can also occupy a place in the White Jade Seat. In this way, the white jade seats of our Profound Sky Continent will not be obtained by the Holy Son of Profound Sky Continent!"

"That's right! For the sake of the Profound Sky Continent, for the sake of righteousness, you can't take the fortune of Young Master Huo Miao!"

"It's ridiculous, I won the Holy Luck, I can deal with it as I want, what are you guys, pointing fingers in front of me? Moreover, if I lose this battle, you will take the Holy Luck Leave it to me?"

Lou Qianxue's brows were filled with a cold look. Her beautiful eyes looked at Yuan Haomiao as if she had no emotion: "Yuan Haomiao, I just ask you, Shengyun, do you want to pay or not?"