"Step! Step on!... "

When the footsteps rang, the tall Qu Xiaohan stepped up the steps of the challenge arena and walked towards He Ying in the middle of the challenge arena.

Listening to the sound, it seems that He Ying, who is still awake, turned around to look at it without any change of expression.

Qu Xiaohan stood on the challenge arena and said, "Yu shuizong, Qu Xiaohan!"

When the voice fell, He Ying looked at it with a light brow, as if he was thinking about it. He replied for a long time: "I haven't heard of it, but I hope you can have some fun, otherwise the three yard bullshit contest will be too boring."

He Ying, who was originally short and capable, has a good look and a strong air that is hard to see.

But the half squinting eyes, and a face drowsy expression, let this heroic spirit minus most.

But from kaibi to now, no one who has challenged He Ying has been able to escape from her hands without any damage. But it's frightening because of this.

Standing on the opposite side of her, she feels the breath constantly released from He Ying. Her eyebrows are locked. Qu Xiaohan's heart has already started ten percent of the alert!

This war is not easy!

Dong Fangji and quxiaohan, Tan Peng and other people in the west just got on well with each other.

Now I see Qu Xiaohan challenging the "female Luocha"

and they still feel a little beat. They don't know how strong the so-called descendants of Qizong are.

But Qu Xiaohan, who seems to be cold but is still very warm in heart, is a good person.

However, He Ying on the stage has personally wasted countless Juncai from all over the world. In the face of such opponents, it is inevitable that people will feel worried about Qu Xiaohan.

Jiang Huan is the same. He turns to the challenge arena and quietly watches the match between Qu Xiaohan and He Ying! On the challenge arena, two women compete.

Qu Xiaohan's delicacy and indifference, a kind of inborn spirit of everyone, are very vast and majestic.

With this alone, it can be said that she did not lose any of the men present.

On the contrary, He Ying, a slender figure, wears a loose robe inlaid with gold wire and moves with the wind.

But it was also difficult to conceal her graceful concave convex figure, which also showed a sense of playfulness.

With short, dry hair, exquisite facial features, and some sleepless sleepiness, it is very lazy, but it has another style.

Feeling the vastness of Qi from Qu Xiaohan's body, He Ying finally opened her eyes and lifted her mouth lightly, she said with a smile.

"Oh? This way of luck is quite special! It's a little interesting! "

Staring at Qu Xiaohan, who is still light and calm, He Ying smiles. Speak and say.

"Let's go! Let me see how strong you really are! "

When the voice falls, Qu Xiaohan is not a man of affectation either. Now he is dancing with his hands, and there is a hurricane around!

In this instant, three or two meters away from He Ying's body, a wave of air suddenly rolled in the void like a whip, swam autonomously, and hit him directly with a bang!

It's a surprise. No one can imagine that Qu Xiaohan can gather Qi and chemicals in the space, and is still so close to He Ying.

It was only after the people who were watching the battle turned their bodies like a snake with a whip, and a huge crisp sound came out, which was then suddenly discovered.

The vitality of the whip is in the void, and the attack is swift and violent. He shoots four strong winds along the way. In a blink of an eye, He Ying is approaching with a strong force.