Chapter 1866 vs Yuan Haomiao

Lou Qianxue's expression became more and more strange.

She released the Cloud-Breaking Sword with her fingers, and the tenth-level spiritual weapon with extraordinary momentum automatically floated in the air, entwined around Lou Qianxue and shuttled back and forth, as if trying to get close to and protect Lou Qianxue, and seemed extremely intimate.

Lou Qianxue casually tapped the sword with her fingers: "But it seems to like me as its master more."

This is a spiritual weapon refined by Tan Taiyuan, and there is an unbreakable induction and inextricable connection between it and Tan Taiyuan. The person who refined it is sincere to her, so how could it not like her?

Moreover, the Cloud-Breaking Sword has been in her hands for nearly four years, and she is very familiar with her aura.

Yuan Haomiao's sharp eyes became colder and colder, staring at Lou Qianxue as if looking at a dead person: "Really?"

The golden holy luck behind him instantly boiled up, and he walked towards Lou Qianxue step by step. With every step, the aura around him surged a lot.

It was like an unfathomable, mysterious and calm pool boiling up in an instant!

He was full of vigor. Later, the boiling holy luck and the powerful aura intertwined. The whole sky in the holy land darkened. All the lights gathered towards him frantically. A dark cloud gathered above his head. Purple lightning flowed down from the dark cloud and entangled with the golden luck. It was so magnificent and terrifying that it was hard to breathe after just one look!

"So powerful!"

"As expected of Master Haomiao!"

"This time, Lou Qianxue is dead!"

Yuan Haoran clenched his fists excitedly: "Brother has so much holy luck. There is definitely no one with more holy luck than brother in the whole holy land!"

"Yes!"

Zimukong, who had just entered the Holy Tower for two months, but whose cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds, looked at Yuan Haomiao with longing: "This is how a prodigy should be! This is the prodigy that the world should admire!"

Standing in the center of the storm, Lou Qianxue, who was suppressed by the pressure, felt a terrifying force that made her tremble all over, pressing on her tightly.

This pressure is even stronger than the Qianjun Tower that Yuan Haoran used before!

She consumed a lot of energy in the previous battle with the eight disciples of the Holy Tower, but did not get much Holy Luck, and her Holy Luck was much less than Yuan Haoran's. At this time, she was really at a disadvantage against Yuan Haomiao...

"This guy is really strong!"

He is the strongest person of the same generation that he has met except for Tan Taiyuan and Tan Tai Weiliang.

A being like Long Wangji, I'm afraid this man can annihilate it with just one finger.

"The Holy Tower is worthy of being the Holy Tower..."

If she had the same Holy Luck as him and was in her prime, she could fight with Yuan Haomiao, but now, most of her Yuanli has been consumed, and even her Holy Luck is much less than the opponent, so it is really difficult to win...

Lou Qianxue pursed her red lips, while resisting Yuan Haomiao's pressure, she was thinking about countermeasures.

"If this continues, I will definitely suffer!"

Lou Qianxue used her Yuanli, her figure flashed, and she instantly retreated a few feet.

"Want to escape?" Yuan Haomiao looked at Lou Qianxue, his eyes instantly turned into a gray and annihilated color. In an instant, Lou Qianxue felt that the space around her was locked, and her expression changed slightly.

"Space power!"

No wonder other Saint Pagoda disciples admired this person so much. In addition to his profound cultivation, this person also had such a terrible talent!

Crack!

In just a moment, the space around her made a cracking sound. The cracked space was so powerful that it could crush a person's body and tear it into pieces...