"ah?"
Mu Zhanfeng stood there in a daze, and the others also opened their mouths in shock.
"Holy luck, it's for you." Lou Qianxue repeated.
"!" Others gasped, unable to believe what they heard was true!
Lou Qianxue actually gave the Holy Luck to Mu Zhanfeng
That's not just a little bit of holy luck, that's... Yuan Haomiao's holy luck!
Yuan Haomiao's holy luck is not even less than that of Jing Hang, Mei Lian, Xue Ji and others.
"This, Qianxue, you should keep it for yourself. It would be a waste to give it to me..."
"No waste." Mu Zhanfeng and Lou Xuanji have made rapid progress after practicing for a period of time. They are much stronger than many disciples of the Holy Pagoda. Even if they are not as good as Yuan Haomiao now, I believe they will catch up soon.
Mu Zhanfeng was silent for a while. Seeing that Lou Qianxue looked serious and didn't seem to be joking, his heart moved slightly and he felt a little touched. He smiled at Lou Qianxue and said, "Okay, Qianxue, if you let me take it, I will take it!"
whoosh!
The golden holy luck was completely absorbed by Mu Zhanfeng.
"What about yours?"
Everyone was still in a daze, and Lou Qianxue's beautiful eyes fell on the other disciples of the Holy Tower.
"What?" A disciple from the Holy Pagoda looked at Lou Qianxue in confusion.
Lou Qianxue snorted softly: "Hand over your holy luck as well."
"You! Lou Qianxue, don't go too far!" Yuan Haoran screamed in anger: "Isn't it enough that you took away my brother's Holy Luck? You actually want our Holy Luck too?"
"The strong prey on the weak. Why can't I take away your Holy Luck? Didn't you also want to take away my Holy Luck in a very majestic manner under the Life-giving Tree that day? I am just returning the favor!"
"Enough!" Yuan Haomiao shouted coldly: "Lou Qianxue, are you really planning to give the position of the Holy Son of our Tianxuan Continent to Shengxuan Continent, so you suppress those of us who have the hope of getting the position of the Holy Son one by one?"
Lou Qianxue raised her eyebrows: "I am a person who repays kindness with kindness and repays grievances with grievances. What does it have to do with the people of Shengxuan Continent? Why, you were allowed to plunder my holy luck that day, but I was not allowed to plunder yours?"
"But we didn't get your holy luck that day!" Zimukong roared unwillingly.
Lou Qianxue smiled and said, "Isn't it because of your incompetence that you didn't get my Holy Luck? Do you blame me?"
Her tone was frivolous, and her words were full of mockery, which made the disciples of the Holy Tower even more furious. If possible, they really wanted to eat Lou Qianxue alive.
However…
“You!” The disciples of the Holy Pagoda were all furious, but no one dared to take action. After all... even Yuan Haomiao was defeated!
"What do you mean by 'I'? If you don't hand it over, I'll beat you up!"
Lou Qianxue said...
boom!
The crimson holy luck behind him rolled like clouds, and with a rumbling sound, it changed its form that covered the sky and the sun, and in the blink of an eye, it became the shape of a palm - it was the same move that defeated Yuan Haomiao before!
Swish, swish, swish!
The expressions of the Saint Pagoda disciples changed instantly.
Even their bodies began to tremble slightly. This move could defeat even Yuan Haomiao in one move, but they... simply couldn't bear it!
"pay!"
"Let's do it!"
"Just hand it over!"
"Lou Qianxue, just wait!"
Regardless of fear, anger, unwillingness, or hatred, the disciples of the Holy Pagoda all handed over their holy luck one by one.
"Zhan Feng."
Lou Qianxue still did not accept the holy luck and let Mu Zhanfeng absorb it.
Mu Zhanfeng had absorbed so much of Yuan Haomiao's Holy Luck before, not to mention now, he was not polite at all and absorbed all the eight Holy Lucks. In the blink of an eye, Mu Zhanfeng's Holy Luck increased to a terrifying level!
That’s all for today, good night everyone.
(End of this chapter)