Chapter 1855: Lou Qianxue, you are waiting!

"what?"
Mu Zhanfeng stayed in place, and the others opened their mouths in shock.
"Holy luck, here you are." Lou Qianxue repeated again.
"!" The others gasped, not believing that what they heard was true!
Lou Qianxue actually gave the holy luck to Mu Zhanfeng?
That's not a star fortune, it's... Yuan Haomiao's fortune!
Yuan Haomiao's holy luck is not even less than that of Jinghang, Meilian and Xueji.
"Well, Qianxue, you should keep it for yourself, it would be a waste to give me..."
"No waste." Mu Zhanfeng followed Lou Xuanji's practice for a period of time and made rapid progress. Compared with many Sacred Tower disciples, they are much better. Even if they are not as good as Yuan Haomiao now, I believe they will be able to catch up soon.
Mu Zhanfeng fell silent, seeing Lou Qianxue's expression serious, not like joking, his heart moved slightly, rising a little moved, and smiled at Lou Qianxue: "Okay, Qianxue, if you let me accept it, I will accept it. !"
Whoosh!
The golden holy luck was completely absorbed by Mu Zhanfeng.
"What about yours?"
Everyone was still in a daze, Lou Qianxue's beautiful eyes fell on the other disciples of the Holy Tower.
"What?" A disciple of Santa Claus looked at Lou Qianxue with a confused expression.
Lou Qianxue snorted softly: "Your holy fortune, also hand it over."
"You! Lou Qianxue, don't go too far!" Yuan Hao yelled angrily: "Is it not enough to take my brother's luck? You still want our luck?"
"The weak and the prey, why can't I take your holy luck? Under the tree of life that day, aren't you also very prestigious to take my holy luck? I'm just reciprocity!"
"Enough!" Yuan Haomiao shouted coldly, "Lou Qianxue, are you planning to really give the position of the son of the Profound Sky Continent to the Profound Sky Continent? That's why you have hoped to get the son of the Profound Sky Continent. People in the position, suppress one by one?"
Lou Qianxue raised her eyebrows: "I am a person who repays gratitude and grievances, what does it have to do with the people of Shengxuan Continent? Why, you are only allowed to plunder my holy luck that day, and I am not allowed to plunder you?"
"But we didn't get your holy luck that day!" Zi Mukong shouted unwillingly.
Lou Qianxue smiled but smiled, "Isn't it because you didn't get my luck? Blame me?"
Her tone was frivolous, and all her words were mocking, which made the sacred disciples in the field become more and more angry. If they could, they really wanted to eat Lou Qianxue raw.
however……
"You!" The Sacred Tower disciples were furious, but none of them dared to do it. After all... even Yuan Haomiao was defeated!
"What am I? I won't pay you anymore, I will beat you up!"
Lou Qianxue said...
boom!
Behind him, the scarlet holy luck rolled like clouds, and in the rumbling sound, the changing form of covering the sky and the sun, in the blink of an eye, it became the appearance of a palm—it was the previous trick to defeat Yuan Haomiao!
Brush!
The disciple's complexion instantly changed.
Even the body trembled slightly, this move that even Yuan Haomiao could cause defeat, they... simply couldn't bear it!
"cross!"
"We pay!"
"Just hand it in!"
"Lou Qianxue, you wait!"
Whether it was fear, anger, unwillingness, or hatred, the Holy Tower disciples, one by one, handed over the Holy Fortune.
"Zhanfeng."
Lou Qianxue still did not accept those holy luck, let Mu Zhanfeng absorb it.
Yuan Haomiao had received so many holy lucks before Mu Zhanfeng, let alone now, he is also polite, absorbed all the eight holy lucks, and in the blink of an eye, Mu Zhanfeng's holy luck is more terrifying. To the point!